Willard Middle School - Target Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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Okay, responded Jake, taking a blackjack out of his pocket. Before Ray knew what had happened, everything went black before his eyes. When he woke up, he found himself on the floor of a cabin deep in the woods with two men bending over him. He's coming around, Jake, said one man to the other. Pour a little more water on himf, When he was completely conscious, the man called Jake faced him. I want to know who'll pay forty thousand dollars to see you alive, he said, addressing Ray. No one, Ray declared frankly. Don't try to pull that on us, Jake sneered. Birds don't go around with ten thousand dollar rolls because they're poor.', I was delivering a money order for the company I work forf, Ray replied. Maybe so, said Jake, but you'd better think hard or you'll get bumped oiff, I can't think of any onef' Ray repeated. Then I'1l let yuh have it, declared Jake threateningly drawing a gun out of a pocket. Do you really mean to pull that trigger? asked Ray. Sure, replied Jake leering. Why not? Because you'll pay for it with your life, stated Ray calmly. I'1l take the chance, declared Jake. Q'Here goes! He rose to his feet and pulled the trigger back slowly. Ray saw no reason why he should not at least make a fight for his life. He tackled a surprised Jake and kicked the gun out of his hand. However, the other man was free and was aiming his gun at Ray's head when a win- dow broke and a snarling collie leaped through, landing directly in back of the would-be murderer. He grabbed the man's leg when Ray made a joyful cry, Sic 'em, Prince! The bite made the man drop his gun. Then Prince made another lunge at him and bit his second leg. The man fell down, and Prince was soon on top of him. Ray had by this time mastered his man, and he dragged him over to his companion,s side. To Prince he said, Guard them. Then he picked up the two guns and put one in his pocket and held the other one in his hand. Now since we've finished our little scuffle, I think I'11 get the money, he said, taking the ten thousand dollars along with his own money out of Jake's pocket. Good boy, Prince, he said, patting the faithful col- lie, you must have had a pretty long run up here. To his captives he said, Where's your car? That's for you to find out, Jake replied sullenly. Oh, all right, Ray said, but you'll have to come with mef, I don't want to go any place with these hound bites on my legs, Jake said. The car's behind a clump of trees in back of the shack. Ray tore Jake's shirt and dressed his wounds. He tied the men up in different corners of the room with some rope that he found. Then he got the car and drove it up to the front door of the cabin. He freed the men and followed them to the car with a gun in his hand. He put them in the back seat of the car with Prince and tied them up again. Now you fellows had better not try anything funny because Fm leaving Prince back there to guard you. Ralph jones.

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Toiuvseir Tcempoirizes BRRRRRR-six-thirty! I awake disgruntled each morning at the sound of the alarm clock. My feather pillow bed Capologies to Terhunej under the stove is much too comfortable for me to want to move at such a ghastly hour, but I hear my mistress's footsteps and her cheery Good-morning, Towser. Then my mouth waters for those fine puppy biscuits. I stretch myself once, stretch myself twice, then thrice, scratch a couple of bother- some fleas, and then give my mistress an appealing look. Thank goodness, the look is appreciated, and four cookies are thrown into my bed. My, they are good, those puppy biscuits! I never grow tired of them. Another few moments and we are out in the garden hunting for the morning newspapers. What fun it is to carry them into the house! Strange the Way those children grab the funnies! I used to jump into the air after the papers when the boy threw them, and what a grand time I had chewing them up! I know better now. It's more fun chasing the cat or the duck next door. That duck! Why, he eats everything from plants and worms to fertilizer! The stupid thing! I have such a comfy armchair and each day sit by the window watching the traffic go by. I am especially interested in the dog parade. When I see a hound, I dash from one window to another, slipping on the rugs, skidding across the room on the chairs, and proceed to ruin the nice, clean windows, so they say, though I can't see that I ruin anything but my nose. After my morning nap, curled up in one of the best chairs or the couch, I let my mistress know in no uncertain terms that it is high time for me to recon- noiter for an hour or so amongst my pals. Oh, how fresh the air is! I hold my head up and sniff and sniff and sniff ! I smell the grass, the flowers, che plants, the very dirt itself! In my wanderings I visit all the neighboring Airedales, wire-hairs, bulldogs, and tramp dogs. Perhaps you donit know I'm an aristocrat. I belong to the Kennel Club! If you don't believe it, just watch the way I sit up like a sentinel in the front seat of my mistress's car! I scamper about covering many needless miles till I am completely worn out. Although I am an Irishman and like a good fight, I try not to pick fights and distress my mistress. How I like to wade in one of the fish ponds on a hot day, but that means a scolding. Perhaps the best thing I enjoy is to hunt in the hills with the boys, jumping like a deer over bushes, but heck! that means that I have to lie down patiently for hours while I'm searched for wood-ticks! What a life! A dog's life! I guess you know all about me now, except that I have long, brown hair and have great, big, beautiful, brown eyes, and I'm very affectionate. I lick everybody that is kind to me and wag my tail furiously. Best of all, I like dinner time. Afterwards I lie full length on the living- room floor before the fire, feeling contented and drowsy. Everyone seems occupied, but the music from the radio is soothing, and my eyes roam from one person to another for a little attention. Perhaps someone will be good enough to rub or pat my head. I am a pretty lucky dog! I know it, and Fm telling you! Margery Skaife.