Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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THE T He was taken to a large building and Caesar began to question him. “Decline ‘safe shore!,” “I-Id-don ' t k-know how,” stammered John. “Why not?” thundered Caesar. “Id-didn’t study it.” “Then you must be beheaded!” “Oh please let me live! I ' ll study hard! ” “No. Take him away.” Just as the ax was descending John fell out of bed. “It’s only seven o’clock,” he said, and I’ll do it before school.” PRESTON BENTLEY. THE GRAND CANYON OF ARIZONA. The Grand Canyon of Arizona is one of the American wonders. When I visited it in winter time the whole canyon was covered with a thick layer of snow except on some parts of the sides where the snow could not re- main. In such places beautiful colors in the rock would attract every one’s attention. As we looked down on the rocks, at sunset, the colors blended into each other and shaped the figure seven. The sun shadowed certain rocks which brought out this figure. We went down the canyon on little donkeys. Some places -were so steep we had to walk. At one place called the “Devil’s Corkscrew” where a large rock projected, the path was so wind- ing and there were so many rocks in the way that we had to have the help of the guide. Several of the women got so dizzy going around this point that they fainted. Plalf way down the canyon there was a half-way house. The guide came nd showed us a wonderful thing. He tcok us to a point where rocks ex- tended around us; we were told to look up. In a bright sunny sky we ARGET 15 were able to see as many bright stars as in night time. Any one who wishes to see one of nature ' s beauties should go to the Grand Canyon of Arizona. LOUISE THATCHER. ODYSSEUS AT THE CANDY SALE. Lo! See what is before us! This dees not look like a place of zeus. What queer robes these people wear, and see what they are eating! They seem to call it “candy.” See how they stare at us. Are they plotting some harm against us? Nay, that could not be. I do not see their noble king. This cannot be a palace, — and these people must be thralls. Let us go in here. See! Here are some pic- tures of Zeus and other gods. The ' e is a loud gong, see they are forming in line; now they have disappeared in the building! ELLIS JONES. WHAT? There was a sudden giunding of brakes on wheels. The train stopped with a sudden jar. Many suggestions were offered as to what the cause was. Some could feel the other train bear- ing down upon them, -while others thought only how much money they were going to lose by being late for their business. What were the orders the conductor was giving? Didn’t they sound like, “Hurry and back her be- fore the ‘Overland’ comes,” or some equally other fear-exciting command? At last one of the passengers’ curiosity could not be satisfied. He got up and looked in front of the engine and there was coming down the track at full speed, — a cow! LESTER WILLIAMS. Wanted — By Harold McGowan, a po- litical position.

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14 THE TARGE T THE SONG OF THE CHIMES. The old church chimes are ringing, dear, The chimes we love so well; We listen to the ringing bells. For the tale they seem to tell. It is a story often heard — The bix-th of a little child. The mother fondly o’er her bends. Kissing her cheeks the while. The second scene is the brightest one. The babe is a woman now. The wedding bells peal loud and clear, As she makes her solemn vow The final scene, it is most sad. Which the funeral bell does ring; But up above, in heaven high, We hear the angels sing. MARRION HERRMANN. A NARROW ESCAPE. “Forty, forty-one, forty-two, forty- three.” Ned had been fishing all day and now with rod over his shoulder and cap on the back of head, was re- turning home by the railroad track. He had been trying to see how r many rails he could walk without falling off. The forty-third rail ended where the track switched, branching off in two directions, making a sharp curve to the left. At the end of that fatal rail, just at the switch he slipped and fell. When he tried to rise he found one foot tightly wedged between the two rails. Pull and tug as he would he could not move his foot. The three o ' clock “flyer” flashed through his mind and as if to make the thought a fact, a faint whistle sounded far down the canyon. Ned sent one shriek after another for help, but the only answer was his own voice flung mockingly from one cliff to another; and a now louder whistle of the train pulling into West- hams. The brook hummed peacefully as it glided down the ravine and the birds flew happily from tree to tree. With an effort Ned aroused himself from a paralysis of fear as he heard the warn- ing “Toot! Toot!” of the onrush! ug train and the sonorous rumble as it crashed over the trestle two miles away. If only he were on a straight track or the bushes were not tall! An idea popped into his head at sight of his fishing rod. Tearing the red bandana from his neck, he tied it tight to the rod and waved it frantically. The noise of the train deafened the boy and as it crept around the curve and stopped four yards in front of him, he fell in a heap on the track. HELEN VAN MATER. “NEVER AGAIN.” “I can ' t do this Latin anyway,” dis- mally remarked John, “I guess I’ll go to bed, its almost one A. X.” He was soon in bed and sleeping soundly, even if it was with a troubled conscience. Suddenly he sat straight up in bed, “What ' s that?” he exclaimed. He heard a dismal clanking coming upstairs. Then through the door marched Caesar and Cicero, arm in arm! There he is!” exclaimed Caesar. Bind him!” The frightened boy was dragged out of bed, shivering in the cold, and was bound by one of the guards. “Bring him along!” He was dragged after the guard, down the stairs and out into the night. All was changed. The streets had no lights. There were no telephone wires. “This must be Rome!”

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16 THE TARGET SENIOR BASKETBALL GIRLS Upper Row, left to right — Helen Lester, Josephine Park, Fern Rolph, Miss Ellerhorst, Ethel Hoffman, Grace Becker, Kalha Ingham. Lower Row. left to right — Kathryn Cook, Margaret Thaxter, Genevieve Och- eltree, Madeline Shaw, Octavine Burchenery, Kathleen Agnew, Lillie St John, Florence Noddin, Rebecca Hammond. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL. The girls are taking great interest in basketball this term. They play- ed several inter-class games, but have not yet taken part in inter-school contests, but they may do so before the close of the year. The players of the High and Low Ninth Grades are combined into a Senior team which is practicing faithfully and do- ing good work, owing to the efforts of their coach. Miss Ellerhorst. All the teams, Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth are playing enthusiastically and with a determination to improve and they are certainly gaining results. The girls of the seventh grades are much interested in athletics this term, especially basketball. They have played many spirited games and have frequently been encouraged by an en- thusiastic body of spectators. The fol- lowing people have been seen on the field with their captains, Fannie Mc- Henry and Jane Baclirach: Helen Tre- vor, Florence Murkheim, Helen Grant, Beth Cereghino. Annie Hegerty. An- nie Karasky, Margaret Smith, Con- stance Baclirach, Theodora, Robert- son, Ruth Scotford, Hazel Amiot, Hel- en Woolley and Dorothea Ellerhorst.