Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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26 THE TARGET THE ADVENTUROUS BOWMAN. The Adventurous Bowman stands aloft, On a column of stone so white; By the faith of my body, quothe he one day, ' Tis tiring up here all the night. And as he stood so straight and tall, Very high up aboon, His mind was as busy as could be, Planning for to go doun. And e ' er he thought of it but once, Just once but barely three, He bethought him a way for to get doun, As fast as he could dree. I needs must acknowledge it is a bold feat, To try for to get awa ' ; But if I can do it soon, quoth he, I ' ll be far away by the daw ' . He betook him down the shaft amain, And soon was far over the lee; He went under the sparkling Tower of Jewels, Rested under yon greenwood tree. Next morning, after the cock had crawed, And the world was all astir, The guards looked where the bold Bowman had stood, But alas! he stood there no mair. MURIEL DURGIN. APPEAR BRAVE. Tell me a story, mother, of the time you lived in Kansas among the Indians. Did they frighten you? Well, sonny, I cannot say they frightened me much, save once. You know I have told you about Van, our half-breed cook. His mother was a negro slave to his father who was an Indian. Van taught me to walk; he was very good to me and my baby brother, and one day he saved your grandma ' s life. Tell me the story, mother, do! Well, Van had to go down to the town pump for water as our well was out of order. Your grandma was left alone with your uncle who was a tiny baby and me and there were no •neighbors within calling distance. Suddenly we saw a huge Indian with knives and pistols in his belt standing in the doorway. ' Heap nice squaw! Give me bread, quick. ' Your grandmother certainly tried to be quick, son; I can see her now as she fairly flew getting the things he or- dered. He said, ' Give me coffee, tea, jelly, ' but then came an order she could not fill for he wanted cake. Grandma told him she had none and he came into the room and grabbed hold of her. Just then Van entered with the water which he promptly set down and grabbing Mr. Indian by the seat of the pants and neck band sent him sprawling into the yard. ' Don ' t ever be afraid of Injin, Missy, ' he said, ' they is all cowards if you go at ' em right. ' Then he calmly put the groceries away which your grandma had gotten out. LOUIS LININGER. SAVED BY COOPERATION. Samuels, a story writer, was a man of adventures. In the later years of his life he would tell of his experi- ences in getting material for his stories. One day I heard him tell a gold miner ' s yarn. Once while up in Klondyke in search of a plot for a story, I found for a companion, Sam Simpson. He was tall, muscular and fairly intelli-

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THE TARGET 25 AND HER NAME WAS MAUD. Three pack mules and a saddle horse peacefully stood tied to the rus- tic hitching post, across the street from the general merchandise store and post-office. On the porch of this structure sat the usual loafers, smok- ing and talking while they awaited the incoming stage. Among them was a short middle-aged man ad- dressed as Shorty, who seemed to be the owner of the animals. Goin ' to take the mail and grub over to camp to-day, Shorty? asked one of the loafers. Sure, was the re- ply. At that moment the dusty stage rolled up to the platform, out of which came three pasengers, several boxes and a bag of mail, whose con- tents were dumped on the post-office floor. After waiting about an hour while the store-keeper and postman painfull}- sorted the mail, Shorty re- ceived a bag full which was to be taken to the U. S. Survey camp, a dis- tance of forty miles over the moun- tains. I wouldn ' t trust this sack of mail to any mule but you, Maude, said Shorty as he did the diamond hitch on her pack of mail and grub. After packing the other mules, he mounted his horse and set off up the trail driving them before him, Maude lead- ing. By two o ' clock he had reached the summit or half-way point where the trail began to descend. He was going across a level spot when sud- denly Maude jumped and started off through the trees at full gallop, the other mules following her. Shorty started after them and found they were headed for a nearby cliff which dropped seven hundred feet into the rocky ravine below. Maude ' s a goner, thought Shorty as they near- ed the brink of the cliff; but Maude was not a goner, for she had tried to go between two trees which were not quite far enough apart. The pack stuck and there the animal stood in a per- fect vice. The other mules also stop- ped, and Shorty dismounted to rescue Maude. I never thought that of you, said bhorty as he readjusted the pack re- joicing over the fact that Maud and the mail were not lost. He then re- turned to the trail, and upon coming to the same place, Maude again show- ed signs of fright. Shorty became alarmed, and looking up he saw crouched on a branch above the path, a mountain lion about to spring The driver calmly drew his six-shoot- er and made quick work of the beast. That evening as the men in the U. S. survey camp were eating dinner they heard the tinkle of a mule-bell and knew that a pack train was near. Soon Shorty came galloping in with his three mules. The men made a rush for the mail bag and listened to the driver ' s experience. Maude was much petted, especially by Shorty who gave her an extra large dose of barley and oats. SIDNEY BUCKHAM. THE THRUSH. When the sun is yet asleep When the birds begin to peep ' Tis then the thrush is singing And the solitudes are ringing With his song. After the golden sun is set, Before the grass with dew is wet, Then the thrush his song is singing And the night is quickly bringing Darkness to the living world. ELEANOR MEAD.

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THE TARGET 27 gent and was always a ringleader in sports for he was well liked by all ex- cept Jack, who was jealous. Sam had sold his claim and now was in search of a new one. Finally he struck a rich river bed so he placed a stick there with his name on paper tacked to it. It so happened that while Sam was on his way to the recording sta- tion, Jack came along and saw the claim. He examined the sand and found it was profitable. ' Now ' s my chance, ' he said, ' I ' ll put my name here and take short cuts and reach the recording station first. ' It happened, however, that they both reached the office at the same time and each recorded the same claim to different clerks at the same time. Then the trouble arose. That evening the head clerk found two men seeking the same grant of land. Something had to be done, for each said the other was not the first to stake the claim. At last after a sort of counsel, it was decided that in order to settle the matter there would have to be a race to the claim and back and the winner receive the claim. Jack, against the rules, had prepared relay canoes and fresh In- dians all along. The men started off, yet with all Jack ' s help he gained very little. Finally the men got tan- gled up in a forest fire and drew knives on each other. It was a ter- rible hour that passed, Sam against Jack and two Indians. Jack ' s help at last deserted on account of the fire, when a large bolder rolled over Sam ' s leg and a falling branch of fire put out Jack ' s eyes. ' Don ' t strike, ' said Jack, ' I ' m blind. Can I not get help? ' I guess we ' re lost for my leg is crushed, ' answered Sam, unless you be my feet and I ' ll be your eyes. ' Jack then put Sam on his back and carried him while Sam did the direct- ing. In this way they got out of the forest fire and then gained help. Jack decided he had played a wrong game all the time so they took the claim as partners after each recovered, and were friends. MERRILL BONER. McKINLEY AVIARY. Speckled Thursh — Arda Bibbins. Woodpecker — George Eldredge. Cuckoo — Ewell Reed. Junco — Harry Jackson. Flycatcher — -Chester Post. Magpie — Marjorie Turner. Roadrunner — Jack Melville. Cardinal — Bernice Higgins. Night Hawk — Van Allen Haven. Red Heron — Morgan Cox. Owl — Noel Morrow. Ostrich — Ed. Barnard. Tree-creeper — Albert Raymond. Loon — Lindsey Campbell. Penguin — Hooper Caine. Bird of Paradise — Dorothy Wal- lace. Humming Bird — Parker Allen. Dipper — Ada Burg. Kingfisher — Fernando Maldonado. Barbara Simpson: Did you know Miss Smith ' s class is going to give ' Cupid and Phizzie ' ? Teacher: Make a sentence and change it to illustrate the impera- tive. Pupil: The horse draws the wagon. Teacher: Change it to illustrate the imperative. ' Pupil: Get up!