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only one teacher absent and she was on her way. The session was enlivened by the following list of instructors: Miss Agnes Howe of the San Francisco Normal School, D. R. Jones of the San Francisco Normal School, L. E. Armstrong of the Sierra News, Lee Emerson Bassett of Stanford University, and Leonard Day of the University of California. W. C. Schlein acted as secretary of the institute.

A Fine Example

The county high school at Hollister is a fine example for the whole State to follow and for other States to admire. Trustees and principals who are intending to build or improve their schools will do well to spend a day in studying the whole organization of the Benito County High School.

The whole plant cost $55,000. The building stands in the edge of town and is surrounded by ten acres of level land. The house is new and bright and clean. The floors everywhere are of polished maple. The drinking places are of the artesian pattern. The closets and laboratories are finished with slabs of glass. The big front doors and windows are of French plate glass. Everything about it is just as good as the proudest city school could get for its students. And observe! The tax rate only ranges from 5 to 10 cents on the hundred dollars. Many schools have a rate ten times as large. The principal of the school is J. P. Davis, a graduate of the University of California. He grew up in the county and seems to have made a good record in every way.

A Veteran Superintendent

John H. Garner is the superintendent of San Benito county. He has been there for sixteen years, and has become the oldest superintendent of the State in term of service, excepting only Superintendent Morgan of Tuolumne county. Mr. Garner is a very quiet, modest man, but his people appreciate him just the same, as is shown by the fact that he is elected term after term without any opposition whatever, being nominated by all three of the political parties. This, too, is a good example for other counties. Changes in superintendents and in teachers mean loss of energy. Garner has been a leading spirit in the building of the county high


· COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL AT HOLLISTER. Cost $55,000 and has 10 acres of grounds.

school at Hollister. The county superintendent has a great opportunity for good in places where the county high school plan is followed.


The School Library

Miss Agnes Howe is certainly a vigorous, pointed and common sense institute talker. She spoke about the school library somewhat as follows:

"Open up the library to your school. For mercy's sake, don't keep the door coldly locked all week and let the children in once a week on Friday afternoon! That's no way to do. Keep the doors open. Introduce the books to your children. Encourage them to use them. When a book wears out, don't fret-use it to light the fire with, and get another one. Don't expect the library and the books to look too bright and cleanthat only shows that they aren't used. Open up the library and use it.


Monterey Institute

Monterey county had its institute during the week beginning October 25. It had a varied corps of instructors, among them, Dr. Boone, Preston W. Search, Miss Rich, F. K. Barthel, E. B. Babcock and Leroy Armstrong. The attendance was good and an excellent week's work was accomplished. Monterey is not a county seat, but Superintendent Stirling believes in passing a good thing around among the chief towns of his county. The institute thereby gets a better appreciation and the teachers know more of their own county. There were several unusual and interesting features to the session.


Historic Town

In the first place, Monterey is soaked in historic lore and old tradition, so that it is a most interesting place for intelligent people to visit. Part of the sessions were held in the old custom house over which Commodore Sloat first hoisted the American flag. The teachers every day passed the office of the Monterey Cypress, where Robert Louis Stevenson was the man of all work long ago. On a hill stands the monument to Father Junipero Serra, near the spot where he landed. The

Sloat monument is on another hill not far away. There are a score of buildings to visit, each with its stories of the olden times.

Japanese Ship Came In

The Japanese warship Idzumo steamed into the harbor and lay at anchor for a day or two, greatly to the delight and excitement of the town and institute. Six hundred hardy, healthy, little sailors swarmed on the streets--well behaved, orderly; not one of them drunk, none of them in saloons, none out at night, so far as I saw or heard. A thousand or more of resident Japanese from the surrounding neighborhood came down in holiday garb to greet their countrymen. It gives one a little chill to see how easily, how quickly, a remote town can be overrun by an overwhelming force from an alien race. The local Japanese gave the warship a carload of apples in boxes, and two tons of fresh caught fish. Two tons of herring looks like an awful mess of fish-bins full, baskets full, boxes full. The whole ship smelled of cooking fish.

Going Aboard

Captain Takeshita invited all the teachers to come aboard and sent the ship's launch to bring them over in style. They all accepted and remained on the ship an hour or so, seeing a hundred new and striking things. They were particularly interested in observing the dents in the smoke stacks and armor plates made by the Russian guns in the battle of the Sea of Japan. The most prized memento is a great 12-inch shell, set up on the main deck as a monument, polished like a mirror and mounted on a handsome wooden pedestal. It was found at the close of the battle in the ship's coal bunkers, where it had failed to explode. No wonder they set it up as a tutelary diety. Asked where it came from, the little captain, with a gesture upward and an inscrutable smile, replied: "From Heaven." The little wife of the Japanese minister came aboard with the teachers, looking like an exquisite wax doll. "Yes," said the captain to the whole group, with a bland wave of the hand, "She's nice girl-what you call cute girl."

The Reception

The usual reception was very unusual. It was held out on the ocean strand, with the white sand for a carpet and a huge fire of stumps and wreckage for light and cheer. Tables and benches stood about, provided with plentiful bread and butter, quartered lemons and coffee. Some of the teachers, led by Principal George Schultzberg of the Monterey schools, were clad in regular cook's caps and aprons, and were busily at work steaming huge caldrons of luscious mussels, fresh from Point Lobos. Everybody had a jolly time. Mr. Beers and Mr. Ginn gave comic recitations amid great applause— they were introduced as an intoxicating pair. There was plenty of fresh air. The great waves broke in foam almost at our feet. The brightly shining moon sailed overhead. It was surely a unique and refreshing reception and it was highly successful.

Delightful Journey

Going home from Monterey I took the river boat from San Francisco to Sacramento. It was a most delightful experience. The stern wheel steamer left at 5 o'clock in the evening, crossed the bays of San Francisco and San Pablo, threaded its way up the Straits of Carquinez, across Suisun Bay and into the mouth of the river. Ten thousand twinkling lights from the great city and from a score of towns and villages dot the landscape. Illuminated ferry boats, warships, transports, launches and every other craft are moving here and there, back and forth, everywhere. The dancing waves are close at hand, the gloomy mountains far away. It seems like fairy land.

On the boat, I was away from the world, or rather, in a new world. Only strangers were there. No one else could come. No telephone bell could jingle, no telegraph boy approach. It was far from the maddening crowd, as peaceful as a summer dream. And the passage, with a nice stateroom and a splendid dinner thrown in, cost no more than the regular railroad fare. The boat ties up to the wharf in Sacramento at 6 o'clock in the morning. When the passengers are good and ready they get up, make a leisurely toilet in their staterooms and go ashore for breakfast. And no sea-sickness, remember-all as smooth as a kitten licking cream. means, when you get a chance, try it yourself.

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