Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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The Target 21 turned his head. The older boys had seen other promising material ruined in this way. They saw that Jim cared only for the gay life which en- dangered his chances of becoming a football star. Then they determined to save him. I wish I had not bought that silk tie, those sport shoes and straw hat, said Jim to himself. With my month ' s allowance and what I just spent I could buy a dress suit. But they do look smart. It took smart clothes to get me this invitation. Those boys never noticed me before. The evening of the great event ar- rived. Jim in his anxiety to be punc- tual came early. He gave his silk hat to the butler and stood before the looking glass. He wondered if he looked all right in the dre ss suit. It made him uneasy because it was rented. If any thing should happen to it I would have to buy a new one, muttered Jim. Why the hat alone costs — What did you say, sir? asked the butler. Jim had forgotten he had an audience. He turned sharply around. Why you idiot. Get your foot off that chair. Can ' t you see my hat is there? You have ruined it, fairly yelled Jim. Bcggin ' your pardon, sir. I didn ' t see it, sir. You could wear this home, sir. The butler took from the rack an old derby hat. If looks revealed any- thing it was fifty years old. By the time Jim entered the bril- liantly lighted hall the rest of the guests had arrived. He stumbled through the dances, his pulse beat- ing to one tune. Where is the money for a silk hat? it seemed to say. He began to get hot and thought he must be getting sick. Every thing seemed strange, even the girls. Every- one he danced with tried to lead him, or held his hand in a grip that made him wince. When the supper dance began he found himself lead by his partner to the stairs. They sipped their coffee in silence, listening to the conversation of the couple on the step above them. Do you know, I had to invest in a new dress suit? My other is ruined, said a man ' s voice. How did you ruin it? said a shrill squeaky voice. Dropped some coffee on it. You know you can ' t get that out. It isn ' t any good now, he replied. The last speaker at this moment hurled a cup of coffee on Jim ' s back. The person with the shrill voice threw hers, too. Her aim seemed very ex- act for a girl. Half an hour later, when Jim had gone, a crowd of laughing boys gathered. In the middle of the floor stood a pile of feminine apparel. They were listening to their leader, who stood on a chair. Boys, I think to- morrow Jim ' s sporty new wardrobe will be in a hock shop, to help pay for a badly damaged dress suit. But Jim will be himself again. Our joke struck home. Then he added, laughingly, But, oh boy! didn ' t I make a dandy butler? You all were peachy girls. KATHRYNE ELLIS.

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20 The Target livery boy. You may be able to get there before the patient takes the stuff, said the pale Mr. Stockholm. Mr. Collins lost no time in find- ing a taxi and was soon on his way. When he arrived, he raced up the stairs and rang the bell as if the house were on fire. The nurse was ready to give the medicine. When she heard the bell ringing, she was in doubt whether to give the medicine and then answer the door, or answer the door first. But the bell was ring- ing so furiously that she decided to answer the door first. Mr. Collins told the whole circumstance, and thus the patient was saved an untimely death. WH EATON ADAMS. A DOG ' S DAY Dear me, said Rowdy to him- self, what has become of Buster? Rowdy was a dog. He was a little black and brown terrier about a year old. Buster was his pal. He was a little white fox terrier with a tan spot on his back. He was about six years old. Rowdy started down the street in search of Buster, feeling sure he would find him somewhere about the town. He was trotting gaily along when suddenly he found himself in a net. He tried his best to get away, but that was impossible. He was still kicking and squirm- ing around when a man came, and, putting his hand under the net, dragged him out by the back of the neck. He was put into a strange looking wagon, which was covered with wire. T here were several other dogs in the wagon and whom should he meet but Buster. I wonder why he put us in here? remarked Rowdy. It would be fun if is wasn ' t for the wire. I ' ve heard a lot about this thing, said Buster, but this is the first time he has ever caught me. What do you mean? asked Rowdy. You see this man is hired by the city — look at that man over there! A young man was standing on the sidewalk looking at the wagon full of dogs. He hailed the driver and coming up asked, pointing to Rowdy: Where did you get that dog? He hasn ' t any license and I found him running around the streets, answered the man. How much is the fine? said the young man. He belongs to a friend of mine and I ' m sure he would hate to lose him. Buster knew by the way they spoke that they did not intend to let him out when they let Rowdy out so watching his chance he stood direct- ly in front of the door. The minute the man opened it to let Rowdy out, he sprang at his hand and gave it such a terrible dig that the man let go of the door with a sharp cry and out sprang all the dogs. Away they went as fast as their legs would carry them. I think it is not necessary to say what happened between the two men, but. anyway, it wasn ' t very pleasant. ROSELLA KEMPER. JIM ' S DEBUT When Jim first entered college his popularity was due to the fact that he was a typical farmer boy. He im- mediately became recognized in the football world. But soon his friends saw that he was becoming a dude. The notoriety he had received had

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22 The Target Loyd O ' Brien (going into dry- goods store) : I would like to see a pair of pajamas that would fit me. Saleslady: So would I. Teacher (to Eula Goodwin) : Eula, are 3-ou busy? Eula (rushing to the desk think- ing she was to go on an errand) : No. Teacher: That ' s just the trouble, take your seat and get to work. Teacher (in H. 9 History) : Gen- eral Pershing was made a Knight of the Bath. Harry Benteen: A Saturday Knight. IMAGINE Robt. Green in knee pants. James Whipple with his coat but- toned. Elizabeth Griffin without her powder puff. La Verne Driver without her Eng- lish lesson. Linton Pratt studying. Robert Sedam with a pen. Jean Gardner shouting. Jronton Daube as the class canary. Charles Shepard in rompers. Teacher (to Arthur Bowman in H. 9 English) : Are you going to give your dramatization today? Arthur Bowman: Dwight Way is to give his first. Dorothy Hiefield: I have eaten all my lunch except my milk bottle. IN THE PUBLIC EYE Mutt — Graham Peake. Jeff — Johnny Bonner. Buster Brown — Grant Edwards. Happy Hooligan — Thomas Eichel- berger. Mr. Dubb— Elwood Woolsey. Hawkshaw — Herbert Dreisbach. The Colonel — George Ferrier. Archie — Henry Wangenheim. Slim Jim — Donald Wallace.