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is offered through Overland Monthly for the best lyric of thirty lines or less, submitted under the conditions of the contest as already announced.



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numerous, compiled from every possible angle and for every purpose, but perhaps there are less collections for the practical use of the schools than for poetry lovers.

The poems collected for this volume by Alice Cecilia Cooper "have been chosen with a single aim,-to give students a happy introduction to the poetry of the first quarter of this century." It is a most cosmopolitan collection, with more than 200 poems from the American and British poets-and selected for the most part with a splendid conception as to what constitutes real poetry.

Since Miss Cooper is supervisor of English in the University High School of Berkeley one would expect to find more California poets represented in the volume than she has given place. It would seem that exclusion of certain other names might well have given space for the work of more of the contemporary Western writers, for scarcely half a dozen find place in the list.

However, local pride aside, the collection is a splendid one, and deserving of place in the home library as well as in the schools.

POEMS OF TODAY, edited by Alice Cecilia Cooper, published by Ginn and Company.


The Editor's Brief Case

HE editor received the other day an envelope bearing on its face an Eastern postmark, and with its back covered with those stickers issued and occasionally used by the I. W. W.-"Boycott California Canned Goods," "Boycott California Fruit," "Tourists Boycott California." And on the inside was one of those familiar pink cards which the Government provides for change of address; nothing else. Inasmuch as the card was blank it may no doubt be taken that the sender conveys to Overland a veiled threat, though upon what motive or to what end it is difficult to say.

UST to prove that Col. Hofer and his "Lariat" have no

Junonopoly in this matter of encouragement to the literary

output of the writers of the Northwest, Overland's May number will feature the verse of the Oregon poets. The best of these northern lyricists have contributed of their poems. There will be a few names of national reputation, but for the most part the expression is that of the younger poets.

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HE was fifteen when she was married; her husband eighteen. That was six months ago, and now they find that there is to be an addition to the family. The husband is working for one of the country's wealthiest corporations, receiving $60 once each month. The girl is working, learning a trade, and adds to the family's resources $9 a week.

Two can exist on less than $100 a month-if they are young and healthy and very much in love; they can't manage on sixty. It will be sixty soon, unless something is done. They are already inquiring for a doctor, the sort of doctor they think they need.


Write your own moral, if one is needed.

VERLAND is going home, back to the color and life of that district which lies between historic Telegraph Hill and scarcely less famous Russian Hill. On the top floor of the Sentinel Building, standing at the gore where Kearney runs into Columbus avenue, the Grizzly Bear is ready to welcome both old friends and new.

Portsmouth Square and the location of the original Overland office lie but a block away, within sight of the windows of the new home. The gaily colored flags of Chinatown flaunt almost beneath, and the signs along the shopfronts of the neighborhood bear French and Italian names. There are odd little

restaurants-dozens of them—where the floors are sanded and the tables covered with oilcloth; where the prices are low and the cooking heavenly. The faces of the folks who pass are animated, expressive. It's the heart of the foreign quarter, the real Bohemia of San Francisco.

Peering in at the window across the shoulder of Russian Hill is lordly Tamalpais, above the blue of the Marin shore, Lovely Alcatraz floats midway, a fairy island on a mystic tide. Belvedere, Tiburon, Angel—and then across the low, tree-covered slopes of Yerba Buena the hills of Contra Costa. The slender needle of Berkeley's ivory tower, the Campanile, lifts through the dim haze; and the streets roll down and down to the south and Oakland and the estuary which runs as a silver ribbon in the sun.

To old friends and new, the open door and friendly greeting. Come in and see us. To out-of-town friends, the Bear extends the invitation to make Overland your headquarters when in town. Have your mail addressed in Overland's care if you wish. The Bear is home!

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R. MCCLATCHY'S splendid article in March Overland on California's Japanese situation has brought forth a flood of comment and not a few replies. Curiously enough the replies come, not from the Japanese, but from those of the white race who sympathize with them. There is no attempt to controvert Mr. McClatchy's statements; the replies emanate altogether from sentiment and appeal to sentiment. There is something incongruous in the picture of a healthy American weeping over the woes of California's Japanese residents while the little brown brothers stand stolidly looking on.


having etched two small plates after drawings made by R. D. Yelland, writes that "----my etchings have all of them been my own. I have never etched from other people's drawings. I studied the process of etching with Mr. Stephen Parrish at the same time that Edith Loring Pierce and Jo Pennell worked with him."

LANCHE DILLAYE, mentioned in March Overland as

An interesting letter from the former of the two artists she mentions, now Edith Loring Getchell, says of the plates etched for Mr. Vickery: "Remarques" were then the vogue and with the names etched on they had somewhat the effect of the present Christmas cards. They (the plates in question) were Mt. Hood and Donner Lake in the Sierras. Then I etched a large plate of Carmel Mission from a sketch of Wm. Keith, and in 1886 another large one of Windy Day Near Santa Cruz, and a small one of Mt. Shasta. Mr. Vickery bought these plates outright. The last ones after 1886 were signed "Getchell." ----Of course there is a great change in etching as in painting from 1882 to 1924 and we, who were pioneers in the art in America, have grown in our knowledge of the art and its technique."



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Horseshoes for Luck

(Continued from page 147)

MONG legends, as among flowers, there are favorites, and when I see a Snow Plant along the high roads of the Sierra, I think only of the Indian lore which tells us that these strange red-flowered stalks mark the place where the blood of a moccasined warrior was once shed in mortal conflict.

About noon we reached the Inspiration Point Control. Here was another opportunity to view at leisure the wonders of a valley reproduced times innumerable on canvas and film.


Bridal Veil Fall, sad and lovely, fluttered like gauzy white ribbon down a granite wall far toward the right. The Spirit of the Evil Wind dwells eternally in the whirling madness of this waterfall which the Indians named Pohono (Spirit of the Evil Wind), and it is probably the evil spirit of legendary origin which renders Pohono almost mesmeric in its fascination.

On the left of the Valley's entrance, guardian of the 1,125 square mile kingdom of the Yosemite National Park, loomed gigantic, straight-shouldered El Capitan. From the legendary lore of the Yosemite we learn that evil spirits of stone-throwing tendencies lurked on the lofty, cloud-kissed brow of El Capitan in the days when the uneven struggle began between the Yosemite Indians and the white man for possession of the valley.

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valley the queen of all Yosemite peaks, Half Dome, smiled welcome. The day was clear and warm. Fragments of feathery cloud drifted high over distant peaks. Probably clouds have a way all of their own of seeing the arms of Clouds' Rest on the far horizon stretched out high to gather them to its breast, for they drift there unfailingly.

The clear green ribbon of the Merced River, born of the thunder of waterfalls, accomplished dragondary twists and turns down the 7-mile length of the valley, reflecting in its shaded depths the rugged height of Sentinel Rock on one side and the Royal Arches on the other. Here and there one glimpsed an inverted bit of Cathedral Spires, the Three Brothers, or El Capitan. There are many others among this brotherhood of towering peaks bordering the north and south walls of the Yosemite Valley who look at themselves in the clear mirror of the Merced when dawn comes, their solid bases resting among meadows of fragile green, amid the nodding heads of bright wild flowers.

Arriving on the floor of the Valley shortly after noon, the full roaring beauty of Yosemite Falls, with a sheer double drop of 2,565 feet, came to view. This is the highest waterfall in the world, and the most picturesque. In the season of fast-melting snows, when the falls are loaded to capacity with unused water power, the thunder of falling waters seems to shake even this rugged world of granite.

It has been said that the Yosemite National Park contains every wonder of Nature except an active volcano. One of its most striking features are the many waterfalls which are found in the most surprising places. Following the Merced Canyon from the Happy Isles, upward along the spray-drenched, fern-bordered, slippery Mist Trail, we found Vernal Fall plunging its roaring way down a 317-foot granite wall.


ARTHER on and upward lies Emerald Pool, placid and lovely; the silent, swiftly-flowing Silver Apron, and the Diamond Cascades are just above. Nevada Fall thunders down a sheer drop of 594 feet far above Vernal, and yet farther away in another direction, hidden almost shyly in the granite, tree-fringed wilderness, the gauzy white lace of Illilouette Fall flutters downward, only to emerge again in the laughing waters about the Happy Isles.

An endless network of trails and roads embroiders the Park, each with its own notable scenic reward, whether you go afoot or aboard a saddle.

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Days lengthened into weeks and I was hardly conscious of their flight, so at one had I become with the everlasting mountains and their kin. The mere reckoning of time was as nothing.

But the inevitable day of departure came, and one night as I watched God light all his star lanterns one by one and hang them in the sky so they, too, could peep over the high cliffs of the Yosemite, I bade a silent farewell to this cleft of wondrous beauty in the Sierra. The moon shone full on every peak and overhanging crag, bringing them out in relief. The granite cliffs were vested with an ethereal white beauty which made them the walls of an enchanted fairyland. Where a pitiless sunlight had disclosed only the towering, unscalable heights of granite, supremely indifferent to man, unyielding and cruelly relentless in their enormity and strength, the kindly moonlight suffused all with a pale, unearthly glow that made strange new pictures of beloved scenes which had grown familiar enough by day.

This, then, is the rare picture I treasure in memory's album. To have seen the Yosemite on a still, clear night when even the stars seemed near enough to have touched them-to have looked on the ineffable loveliness of its high moon

bathed walls-to have known its legends, its history, its romance-to have heard the roar of its waterfalls and the laughter of its waters-to have waded through its meadows of wild flowers to have looked upon its groves of ancient Sequoias and to have wandered among them-to have felt the caress of the sun and the night windthese, all these are the things worth while the things that enrich the world, for they are beyond all price.

(Continued from page 172)

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But there is one ingredient that goes into everything made and sold in the "Pantry" which is not kept in any store room visible to the eye: enthusiasm. It may be this is the one that does most to give flavor and color to all the output of a truly "going concern".

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A story of love and mysticism, of adventure and death. It would have made a splendid short story; as a novel it seems inexcusably extended. And the reader is left wondering why the author thought it necessary to carry his theme. through such involved complications. A straightforward telling would better have served the purpose of holding the interest.

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