Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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THE TARGET 17 Prayer in Summer A summer ' s day: — thruout the hol- low, heat; Above, a sky all hazy in mild blue, Its even round broken by seraph shapes That sail and brood and sail like fantasies ; The buzz of insects ' mongst the live- oak leaves, The lazy call of distant chanticleer, The whirr of quail, the wind-drawn harmonies Across the hill-top where the wild- oats bend A-shimmer, with Ithuriel ' s-spear be- tween And there a half-hid hare-bell; — what are we That Thou shouldst hearten us with gifts like these In measureless abundance? Grant us more Even than glads the eye or thrills the ear, TRAINS Our school life is something like the railroad tracks we used to draw in perspective, except that we begin them at the vanishing point. As Ave grow older, and more experienced, they become wider and wider. But at the same time the ties or stumbling blocks become larger. So far we have only come a little way, but re- member that as we go on we must meet other trains, some bound in the forward direction, some in the other. Let us always be on the right track, going in the right direction, through schoo l, university, and life. RANDOLPH VAN NOSTRAND. Dec. ' 13 Whereof we, child-like, may partake this day: Some humble sharing of Thy spirit ' s power; Thou knowest our hunger for it, yea, our thirst, Albeit we call for other food than this. Let us not sink indifferent in our sloth, Or lose Thy nearness in the race for gold, Forgetful of our kin bowed down by toil, Forgetful of Thy work that all must share. Grant us Thy peace, and grant us, too, O Lord, Some larger vision from Thy firma- ment. LORRAINE ANDREWS. McKinley School, 1904. THE ALPS. The Matterhorn has not been scaled, Though many times men tried, Who sought for sport and wealth and fame, But all unknown they died. Oh green and fair are many slopes, And there the herders live; The tinkling bells, and fragrant flowers A peaceful aspect give. And high, oh high, those mountains tower, Up through the clouds and mist! Their sides are steep, their crests are white, Their peaks by heaven kissed. JACK WITTER.

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16 THE TARGET hear of ice cream and cake, salted crackers and olives, and we wish we could take a peep into the pantry, but one o ' clock comes just the same on those days and Ave grind on. Well may we have great expecta- tions of the coming years, but as we bid each other good-bye, let us keeo a warm spot in our hearts for our dear teacher who has labored so con- scientiously and faithfully to lay for us the foundation of that priceless treasure, a good education. A FOUR YEARS ' STAY IN EUROPE Miss Ellerhorst has asked me to write a brief account of my four years ' stay in Europe. I arrived in Bremerhafen, Ger- many, early in November, 1910. The first impression of Germany was a very pretty one with its flat green shore and the red-tiled roofs of the town. This part of the country is very much like Holland. From Bremerhafen we took a short ride to Bremen, a very quaint old city. Everything about the place was extremely clean, in fact the buildings are painted every year. From there Ave Avent to Dresden Avhere Ave spent the winter. Quiet Dresden, where the main topic of con- versation Avas the Opera, and the street-cars were decorated with elab- orate signs as to the proper -Avay to get off. These last make a very good Avay to learn German, however. If you feel adventurous you can try to talk German to some of the women dragging carts loaded with Avashing through the streets, sometimes assist- ed by a dog. With their strong dia- lect, and one or tAvo teeth, it is not an easy proposition. We spent the next three Avinters in Berlin, most of which is as neAV and modern as any American city. One of the interesting things there to see or rather hear, for they make a lot of noise, Avas the daily flight of a Zeppelin over the city. The trip started from Potsdam, fleAV over the Spree and the Havel with their canals, on over Berlin lasting tAvo hours for the price of fift} ' dollars. They have never had an accident AA ' ith their pas- senger Zeppelins. I haven ' t space to Avrite about ou; trips to other ' countries, so I shall only tell about Germany. We saw the big Fall Parade in Sep- tember, when the Kaiser reviewed 60,000 troops of Berlin and Potsdam. They made a brilliant spectacle with their bright uniforms and flashing helmets. There is so much to see in Europe that one could go again and not touch a single toAvn visited before. But the most interesting part is the people themselves, the types you see in the streets and those whom you learn to knoAA r better. I hope this rambling account has been of some interest to you. RUTH BURCHARD. DEAR OLD McKINLEY SCHOOL To McKinley School for many years We ' ve gone in rain or sun, But now those happy days are o ' er, They ' ve built another one! Oh, stately Frances Willard School! We know Ave ' ll love you well, But to dear old McKinley School We ' re loath to say farewell. MARYALLEN BENNETT.

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18 THE TARGET McKINLEY CITY OFFICERS. Upper Row, Left to Rieht: Ashley Hill, William Beckett, Harold Gee, Harold Woolsey, Richard Dunn, Nelson Chick, John Perkins. Lower Row, Left to Right: Helen Maher, Isabel Avila, Jane Reilly, Alice Gibbs. Helen Maslin, Marian Woolsey, Dorothy Gibbs. One on the Indians Men who spend their lives on the frontier have many interesting expe- riences. Seven or eight years ago, when automobiles were novelties along the Canadian border, a sheriff was driving across a prairie in one of the great northwestern provinces with a friend at the steering wheel. When some distance from any me- chanical aid the machine stopped, due to the long grass of the prairie catch- ing the petcock on the radiator and letting the water out. This caused the cylinders to heat and the bearings to become tightened. No sign of habitation was seen ex- cept a couple of Indian tepees. Upon nearing them two squaws, one with a papoose on her back, were seen pick- ing up chips for their little fire. An old horse, their sole possession in the live stock line, was grazing nearby. A horse was what the men were seek- ing, for they knew that if they could get the car started after the radiator was full of water again, it would con- tinue to run as well as before. Where horse? ' ' asked one of the squaws. He run away, answered the sher- iff, not wishing to alarm his prospec- tive helpers.