University of Santa Clara - Redwood Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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Youth ERE ' S a Youth in a cavern of darkness Where a silence Hell-horn stops his breath, And a dread all unknown Strikes the Youth to the bone: For the wages of sin is death. From out of the dark and the fearsome, The Youth blindly gropes out his way: With sin he ' d played dice In the bright halls of vice; But always ill luck cursed his play. Lo ! a light glimmers faint in the gloaming Irridescent with Hope ' s brightest ray An omen it beams Of Youth ' s fondest dreams As it shines, Foul Despair flees away. As the sunbeams of light in the morning Put to rout the fell hosts of the night, So fair visions God-made Pierce the blackness and shade, And turn the dark skies into light. Through a gray dawn the golden sun streaming Gives a hope of fair things to be Of a life to live o ' er On the golden strewn shore Of a land by the blue rippled sea. CHARLES F. DALY ' 24 11

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10 THE REDWOOD his Satanic majesty in all his infernal pomp and glory. ' ' I gasped, I know ; my mouth parched; my heart hammered blow on blow; my inwards turned; my ears swelled ; my eye shot ; and the smell was simply horrifying — how I stood it I do not know ! ' ' Yes, there HE stood and there I sat — I couldn ' t move ! — his horns were sharp and long and his tail was a reed of fire, while his scaly scoriaceous form from his pointed head to his cloven feet was a mass of jumbling coals — a living embered leper whose very inmost mar- row boiled, burned, sizzled, and sput- tered a molten glow. Like a glowing skeleton of death he stood ; like a fervid crucible of steel ; like the cannon ' s molten spittle, seemed this demon ' s coursing veins of fire, with his inogen of flame, with his lymph of flowing, glowing liquid fire, he towered; and as he sat down oppo- site me he charged with a snort of flame and a spit of fire, a breath of thermal parchness that scorched my very hide, and fumbling a red hot deck of cards, his flaming tongue shot through his spiked teeth of fire: The game ' 11 be ' Freeze Out ' . How apt thought I this ancient game! So I ' m to play the Devil for a soul of man. On me depends salvation or perdition. He shuffled the cards and then passed to me to cut — strange, but they didn ' t burn — he dealt the mess and the game for a soul began. ' ' Not a word did we speak, not a syl- lable uttered we, but oh, I ' d have given all the world ' s ' golden silence ' for just one tiny speech ! — and now I know what is really meant by, ' thoughts that breathe and words that burn ' ! We dealt and played and soon I saw I had a fighting chance, but only a chance, because he could certainly play the game. At the last deal it was a tie score; Ave played with utmost care, for here, if ever, was there Hell to pay. Then with a forward lean, he shrieked, ' I ' ve got you ! ' But I straddled a blind and passed the bet till he was in and then I raised him — and he was mine ! And then I shrieked with joy ' You ' re a liar, I got YOU! ' — and, I had. But in my eagerness in placing my cards, my index finger protruded over the line of demarcation marked around by the ' spirit oil ' and as quick as a flash it was seared at the knuckle ; the light vanished and he was gone, and there I sat alone in darkness and jett — and though I lost a finger I had saved a soul! Then, with an air of satisfaction Ham would hold his hand up on display for inspection and swore that his story was the truth — some of the fellows would smile, and others wink, but all agreed that that was the part of him that was Deviled — and hence you have it, the prefix, the supplementary complement to the Ham . Now what he is doing or where he is, I do not know, or whether the story was false or so, but that ' s as he told it out there where the cannon glow — out where the poppies blow.

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Casey Follows Up John M. Jackson, ' 23. N the year nineteen hun- dred and seventeen the young manhood of our country answered the call to arms, and from |£fl office and field, from j$U t the comforts and pleas- w I ures of home, with a farewell to mother, father and all held dear, they left to fight for the ideals and principles of America. Rich and poor alike on an equal basis were en- listed and mobilized into the perfect working machines of the Army and Navy of the United States. Training camps of immense size had to be constructed in different localities ; vast grounds had to be made available for drilling room ; series of ranges for target practice had to be set up — everything for the overnight trans- formation of civilians into disciplined soldiers had to be arranged. These things, however, touched only the mechanical organization of the army. Human nature demanded other things besides work, sleep, and susten- ance. Men could not leave home with all its comforts and conveniences and embrace the hardship of rough military life in a day or week. It was apparent, both for the well-being of the men themselves, and for the efficiency of the army, that man ' s natural desires for amusement, comfort and service must be supplied. The Knights of Columbus recognized this need and immediately set about to secure the requisite financial assistance whereby they could commence a great system for the supplying of this de- mand. Other organizations of a simi- lar nature also took up the work, and let it be said in parenthesis it is not my purpose to detract in any way from the praise justly due them although con- fining the subject here to the K. of C. The great work then commenced. Drives for capital met with encourag- ing success due to the co-operation of all. In every Army and Navy camp there began the construction of numer- ous comfort quarters where the tired soldier or sailor could go and feel at home, listen to latest popular airs, write letters, and read current periodicals. Religion, too, was not forgotten in connection with this form of welfare. Chaplains were stationed in all the camps to answer the needs of the men, and to comfort and advise them in their troubles. Time elapsed — the great army crossed the seas and with it went Casey . 12