Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 62 of the 1907 volume:

TTbe IHigb School Spectator. ‘ Vires acquirit eundo.” VOL. IX. High School, Johnstown, pa. No. 7. i Easter Paean E ASTRE, thou blushing Queen of Earth and flowers, Aurora bids thee don thy vestments gay ; With roseate smiles she enters earthly bowers To bid thee deck the land in new array. Arise ! Go forth in sweet created dower . May no dark cloud bedim this radiant day, For lo ! a vision comes in mystic hours ; A song : ‘ ‘ Rejoice ! The King returns for aye. ’ ’ To thee, fair Queen, all Nature glad will bring Fresh wreathes and offerings of grace divine ; With happy tones each floral bell will ring A heavenly message o’er thy incensed shrine. Arise ! Bid Earth prepare to greet thee, Spring, While o’er the land Aurora’s face doth shine, For lo! the heavenly heralds sweetly sing, “Rejoice ! This Day the light of God is thine.” The nodding snow-drops ope their drowsy eyes ; The shy arbutus scatters incense rare ; The dainty daffodils in glad surprise Toll out their matins in the perfumed air; The fragrant roses view the dappled skies, While twining smilax adds its verdure fair ; Sweet-faced lilies on thy altars rise, Or lowly kneeling, bow their heads in prayer. Awake ! 0, Eastre, loud thy paeans raise ; Upon the flowery altar seek protection. Awake ! Tune lute and harp for endless praise. For on thy face shines a divine reflection. Open thy temple-gates for festal days, And reverent homage pay with true affection, On winged flames speed Easter hymns and lays, For thou, 0 Spring, art type of Resurrection. MABEL R. DAVIS ’07. 2 THE SPECTATOR How 2k Florist Prepares for Easter T'HERE is perhaps no time of year when the florist is busier than during the time in which he prepares for Easter. The florist must begin his preparations before other men think even of Lent. Some plants, the Easter Lily, for example, he must plant months before Easter; other plants, as tulips, hyacinths, and daffodils, need not be planted so soon. All plants are started in a dark, moderately warm place. When they are of sufficient size and strength, the florist takes them from the green-houses and plants them in hot-beds in the open. This time out of doors, which makes the plants hardy and strong, varies with different plants. The tulip and daffodil need not be in the open more than four or five weeks, but the lily must spend more tim there. When the florist finds that his plants have been long enough in the open, he plants them in pots and again places them in the green-hpuse. He must see that they have an abundance of fresh air and moisture. They need not have much heat, for if it is too warm, they will be weak and pale. Sometimes the plants grow too fast and show signs of blooming before Easter. In such a case the florist puts them into a cold room or “cooler,” which not only keeps them from blooming too soon, but also makes them hardy and strong. If the plants do not progress fast enough, they are put where they may receive all the fresh air and sunlight possible. The best substitute for sunlight is a strong electric light. Some people think that heat is need- ed to force the flowers, but the scientific florist tells us that he never uses heat for this purpose. The week before Easter finds the green-houses beauti- ful indeed. Come with me and let us look at the flowers now. We will first go where the lilies are kept. Here also the ferns and lilies-of-the-valley are grown. Lovely indeed is the sight that greets our eyes! The tall, graceful lilies with their many buds almost ready to open, and here and there a flower of purest white, peep out among the beauti- ful green of fern and smilax. At either side are the pure, THE SPECTATOR 3 white blossoms of the modest lily-of-the-valley, which fill the whole place with sweet perfume. Passing the lilies, we see a sight gorgeous with beauty. Here are the half-opened buds and full-blown flowers of the bright-colored tulips. Yonder are the daffodils with their hidden wealth of gold. Further on we see the hyacinth, with the white, pink, and lavender petals peeping out from the green covering. Here is the graceful narcissus, whose buds have almost burst. Everything seems to sing out the joy and gladness of spring. We can scarcely imagine the beauty of the large gar- dens where flowers are grown for supplying the markets of large cities. At Lake Crossing, Mass., is one of the lar- gest rose nurseries in the world, where roses of rare beau- ty are cultivated. From this house flowers are shipped even to Europe. In the Scilly Islands, however, most of the flowers for the London Easter market grow. They are cultivated in the open, for the climate of these islands is al- most semi-tropical. The flower-grower provides against occasional cold winds by surrounding every field of his flower farm with high and thick hedges. Travelers have told us that the island of Samson, where many daffodils are grown, is a field of green and gold from February to April. During the week previous to Easter, the florist is busy getting ready for his Easter display, which takes place on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, before Easter. The cut flowers are plucked the day before they are to be taken from the green-houses, and are placed in water in a cool room where there is abundant fresh air. The temperature of this room must not be more than about 6o° Fahrenheit. It is no easy task to get these flowers ready, for in a first- class flower-shop thousands of every variety are sold every day during the display, and the florist is never able to sup- ply the demand. What a wealth of beauty the florist gathers into his shop! It may be called his canvas, where he, the painter, composes a picture, not in oils or water colors, but in flower colors. No Cimabue or Giotto ever painted a richer altar- piece than the florist makes with his blossoms. Or, if you like, call the flowers his Easter Anthem, for they seem to sing out the joy and gladness of the resurrection. aldisa Rhine ’07. 4 THE SPECTATOR Gonzales Finish TT HE “mid-years” were over at Kenwood Preparatory Vl School and the students once more turned their atten- tion to athletics. The baseball candidates were hard at work in the cage; for in this branch of sport Kenwood was always well represented. Her track men, however, were in no degree less promising. The new material was excep- tionally good, and under the careful guidance of “Doc” Warren, was destined to retrieve the laurels that had been ost to Queenston the year before. In the squad of some eighty men that daily sprinted on the cinder path was Pino Gonzales, a young Cuban, by whose work Kenwood had been enabled to wrest the foot-' ball championship from their most bitter rival—Queenston. His development into a quarter-miler was remarkable and pleasing to his college world as his debut into football as a quarter-back. He had that easy-going stride, as regular as clock-work, and seldom, varying an inch, which stamps a man a runner. As the day of the great meet drew near, reports con- cerning the two teams spread thick and fast. Kenwood was strong in field events, but as the finals drew near her track men showed a tendency to weaken. The week pre- ceding the final trials the men were given a two days’ rest, which greatly revived them. On the day of the trials the whole school was out to get a line on their champions. Event after event was pulled off and, as a whole, resulted as was expected. The quarter-mile run was one of the last on the program, and proved a very exciting struggle. Gonzales was pitted against a field of eight, which had such men as Carlton, Kenwood’s football captain, in it. At the crack of the gun the men were off as one. By many the pace set was thought to be too strenuous for some of the entries, but up to the one-eighth mile post they were all well bunched together. At this point they began to string out; Carlton and Gonzales were fighting hard for second place, while Wilkins, also a new man, led. As they rounded the last bend the three men were nip and tuck. When about 200 yards from the finish Wilkins attempted to sprint it out, but his strength failed him and he fagged 5 THE SPECTATOR out a few yards from the finish. Carlton and Gonzales were exerting every muscle to touch the tape first, and about a hundred yards from the line they sprinted. As they neared the finish the cheering was intense, for seldom had Kenwood witnessed so close a contest. Twenty five yards from the line the men were neck to neck, but at this juncture Gonzales turned his ankle slight- ly, and only his nimbleness saved him from a disastrous fall. As it was, he staggered across the line at Carlton’s heels. That the “Doc” was well pleased by the showing was made evident by his encouraging remarks to the team in the training quarters that night. The day of the meet found Kenwood in a blaze of color. Everywhere fluttered the gold and blue; while the arrival of the Queenston aggregation lent even more color to the picture already painted. The time set for the first event found Kenwood Field a blaze of ribbon and pennants. Organized cheering was much in evidence, and the friendly yells hurled at each-other by the rooting squads gave zest to the meeting of these two rivals. The meet opened with the hundred-yard dash and was captured by Queenston, with Wilton, of Kenwood, a close second. Queenston’s supporters went mad with joy, while Kenwood’s rooters, as defiant in defeat as jubilant in vic- tory, cheered lustily. Events followed closely upon one another, for never in the history of the two schools were they more bitterly contested. In years prior to this meet there was usually an overwhelming victory for one or the other, but never, as now, an even break. The quarter-mile run was the last event but one on the card, and when it was announced the score stood a tie at 40 points each. Queenston’s quarter-milers were the veteran pair of the year before, who had finished first and third, Carlton having scored in this event. The men jogged to the starting mark, and there took up the positions assigned them. Queenston had the pole with the two Kenwood men in the middle. The clear voice of the starter sang out, “On your marks! Get set!” and at the crack of the revol- ver they were off like a shot. For an instant Carlton seemed to lose his head, for he 6 THE SPECTATOR immediately set off in pursuit of the Queenston man, who could plainly be seen to be the pacesetter. But, regaining himself, he fell back into his natural stride. At the eighth- mile pole they were all well bunched, with a Queenston man slightly in the lead. As they rounded the bend and were making for the stretch, the cheering sections rose in a body, and, yelling at the top of their voices, they urged their men to put forth their greatest efforts. Down the stretch they came! The pat, pat, pat of their spiked shoes on the cinders were drowned by the cheering of the excited students. About 150 yards from the finish a yell escaped the lips of Gonzales, and, throwing back his head, his eyes fairly bulging from their sockets, and his arms moving in a machine-like motion, he tore away from the other three. This was a signal for Carleton. Muster- ing every bit of unused energy in himself together, he raced after Gonzales like a mad man, and crossed the line at the Cuban’s heels! Again had the dark-skinned boy from the “ Baby Re- public” saved a championship for his s’chool, for, altho the next event was won by Queenston, Kenwood’s entry fin- ished second. MAURICE M. ROTHSTEIN ’08. A Story of Boyhood Days ♦fTN THE pleasant little town of Kilmarnock, the land of the thistle and the heather, there lived three boys who were very fond of roaming about the country. These boys were called John, Frank, and James. John and James were eleven years old and Frank was twelve. They had heard much of the Ailsa Cregg from people who had seen it and been on it and they were seized with a desire to visit it themselves. The Ailsa Cregg is a huge rock lying between the North Channel and the Firth of Clyde. In the days of myth and legend a witch is said to have attempted to carry the stone by boat to Ireland, but the weight of the rock broke her apron strings and the rock rolled into the ocean. When the witch saw the stone fall she exclaimed, “What THE SPECTATOR 7 ails the cregg?” She meant, “What is the matter with the rock?” From that day to this the rock has been known as the Ailsa Cregg. It is covered with moss and heather and is inhabited by wild goats, rabbits, small garter snakes—for this reason Ireland does not claim it—and about five or six specimens of beautiful birds. When a steamer passes the rock a cannon is discharged to show the passengers the number of birds on it, for when they hear the cannon they fly in a cloud above the stone. On the top of the rock there is a spring of fresh water which is a very remarkable occurrence, as the rock is in the ocean. At the bottom of the rock there is a small stone house, inhabited at the pres- ent day by a crew of divers. Do you wonder that the boys were anxious to see this rock? Frank, being the oldest, was chosen leader. One bright sunny morning they began their journey thirty-five miles by land and fifteen by water. They decided to go as far as they could on their two-wheeled velocipedes. After leaving Kilmarnock, the first town at which they stopped was Ayr. At Ayr they visited Tam-O-Shanter Inn and saw the cup out of which Tam-O-Shanter drank. This was nothing more than a little wooden pail, bounded by three silver hoops to keep it from falling apart. After dining, they mounted their velocipedes and rode off. After riding about a mile and a half they came to Burns’s cottage and as they were curious to see the bed where the poet was born, they entered, upon an invitation from an old lady who was living there. She showed them the bed, which, in accordance with the custom of the time, was built into the wall in a manner corresponding some- what to our modern wardrobes. The boys were delighted with what they had seen, and when traveling on, Burns’s poem, Tam-O-Shanter, was again recalled; for when “Kirk Alloway was drawing nigh, Whare ghaists and houlets nightly cry,” they knew they would soon be at the bridge crossing the River Doon where the witches pulled the tail from Tam’s gray mare. At a little town this side of Maybole the boys visited the bow thatched house of David Hogg, author of the “Eth- 8 THE SPECTATOR rick Shepherd.” Here they spent the night. The next morning they went to a coal pit where a miner was en- tombed for twenty-one days. When he had been missing for seventeen days, Lady Whitelet, the owner of the mine said, “I will neither sleep nor eat until that man is taken out dead or alive.” A rescuing party was sent in search of him and at the end of the third day he was found alive. After this incident the boys travelled on until they came to the little town of Daly; here they had to give up their velocipides as Daly was a very mountainous country. They still had a distance of five miles to go by land, so there was nothing to do but walk. When they arrived at their destination, the town of Gervin, they were very tired and spent the remainder of the day at the inn. The next morning they secured a boat, and having no trouble, soon arrived on the little shore around the Ailsa Cregg. Now they were delighted and happy. Soon to their astonishment, a man came up and taking James by the shoulders said, in a loud clear voice, “You little scound- rels, don’t you know you are trespassing here?” At first they were badly scared, but finally Frank managed to tell the old man their names and where they had come from. That was enough. The old man told them they were a plucky little trio. After taking them to the little house, for he was the one who lived in it, he served them a supper which consisted mainly of fish. Then they wandered around the Cregg until ten o’clock, when it became dark, and they had to return to the house. The old man insisted upon their spending the night with him, and after a pleas- ant little talk they went to bed to dream of what they had seen. FLORENCE SLOAN ’07. THE SPECTATOR 9 The Hill. - 'HE HILLS in glorious majesty, w Raise up their tree-grown slopes, so fair; And ev’ry season merrily Robes them anew in garments rare. With richest gold and crimson tints, They glow thru the hazy, vigorous Fall, And we see the branches sway and wince, Bent by the chilling Autumn squall. In winter they stand out dark and bare, Mingling in hue with the leaden clouds; Or cover’d with snow they seem to wear In funereal silence, dead-white shrouds. When Spring, with soft and gentle rain, Wakens the sleeping slopes to life, And calls the flowers that long have lain Asleep, they rise in confusion rife. In Summer warm, a robe of green They don; their crested summits seem To touch the blue; of such a scene Ne’er did a rapturous artist dream. Thus ev’ry season brings a change To these all-glorious hills; the sod Now brown, now white, now green; for strange And wondrous are the works of God. FRANK M. BRENISER ’09. Michael John Popovich ”HE hands of the time office clock slowly swung to ten minutes of twelve. Deliberately the chief timekeeper closed and locked his desk, and taking his coat under his arm, went home to dinner. As he closed the door the assis- tant chief timekeeper closed his desk, yawned, took his coat under his arm, got his bicycle from the hall, and was soon speeding home. Then the five assistants grinned, (ten minutes before closing time,) put their papers away, got out their lunches and sat down to eat. The office was not a cheerful place. The brick walls JO THE SPECTATOR were painted a dull gray and the ceiling was painted white. Nevertheless it was well lighted, having two large windows looking out into railroad yards, shops, and all that belong to a large mill. As these young men sat down to eat before time, a for- eigner stepped up to the window at which employes were either hired or discharged. He was short and heavy-set. With a bullet-head set squarely on a pair of broad should- ers, he resembled in form those who followed Atilla centu- ries ago. His eyes were steel blue, peering out from under shaggy eyebrows. His hair and long-pointed mustache were brown; his chin was firm. From his dress and ap- pearance one might suppose that he had been in this coun- try a number of years. Nobody paid any attention to him, but all continued to eat their lunches. At last the foreigner exclaimed: “ Here, mister, I am in much of a hurry; 1 come ketch time.” Then Wilson, a tall, heavily-built fellow, replied: “Well, we aren’t working just now. You come round maybe one o’clock, then fix 'em.” “But, mister, it is not yet by the time for to quit work I—” “Shut up, you Ginney,” interrupted Wilson. “You get buttin’ in around here, you no get time at all.” “Yes, that’s what 1 say,” said another; “you’ll have to wait until we’re ready to attend to you.” The poor foreigner looked exceedingly troubled, when suddenly a young fellow over by the window rose and said: “Now, look here fellows; you know this isn’t right. We shouldn’t stop till twelve o’clock; I’m going to fix that Ginney up.” Immediately he went to the window and said: “What’s the matter, John?” Then the foreigner began to pour all his troubles into the young fellow’s ears. “Herr Mister,” he said, “in ol’country I haf a wife and two little girl. Yesterday I got letter. Wife say little girl seek—mebbe die. No have got money. Neighbor him say, “You got man in America; we no help you.” I here have money; they there starve. Then I said I will go to my wife and little girl—I will feex neighbor. Today I go THE SPECTATOR it New York; tomorrow ketch boat. I must hurry, mebbe little girl die, then-” By this time the young man had filled out all the nec- essary papers, and giving them to the foreigner he bade him goodbye. The foreigner replied: “Goodbye, Herr Mister, you very kind; some day 1 pay you back. Good- bye. Michael John Popovich forgets no friend.” With that he was gone, and the young man resumed his lunch. He was a tall, slight fellow, with dark brown hair and eyes, a refined face and a pleasing manner. He was working here during the summer. His uncle, one of the superintendents, had obtained the position for him, but he was a Junior at the local High School. Then one of the timekeepers sneeringly remarked: “Is that the kind of fellows they turn out of High School—soft- ies, that any Ginney can work? It must be a peach of a place.” The others assented eagerly, but Ralph replied: “Well, maybe I am soft, but I think during working hours we ought to attend to our work, and not keep anybody waiting because we’re too lazy to attend to them.” Just as he spoke the whistle blew twelve, and that was the last time Ralph Sumner ate his luncheon at the time office. The next summer Ralph was graduated magna cum laude, and his uncle proposed an automobile tour thru Eu- rope. Accordingly, Mr. and Mrs. Sumner, Ralph’s uncle and aunt, and their daughter and Ralph started from Naples for Vienna. They had a delightful journey as far as the Austrian frontier, but here they noticed the people looked at them sullenly. For several days they journeyed on, until finally they discovered that a child had been run over and killed by some reckless tourists. This accounted for the strange behavior of the villagers. One day about noon the car stopped for water at a small village, and a crowd as usual surrounded the car. This time their looks were not of wonder, but of anger. Just as they were ready to start a mob came running down the road brandishing clubs and pitchforks and howling at the top of their voices. They surrounded the car, and the occupants at first did not realize what was the matter. But when a stone gashed Mr. Sumner’s head, and a pitchfork 12 THE SPECTATOR was thrust into the tire of one of the front wheels, they re- alized then that something had to be done immediately. Mr. Sumner tried to speak, but his voice was drowned by the shouts and curses of the mob. Then the mob drew back for a final assault upon the car. Ralph seized a large wrench and Mr. Sumner caught up a crowbar. With a yell the mob advanced. Mrs. Sumner and her daughter screamed and Ralph and Mr. Sumner grew strangely pale as they gazed into their fierce faces. Three yards—two yards—one yard —steadil)', the mob advanced. Just as they prepared to charge the car a voice in the native tongue cried “Halt!” and a man elbowed his way thru the crowd, which fell back respectfully before him. He turned his back to those in the car and faced the mob. “Men,” he began, “I, the Mayor of your village, de- mand that you do not this thing. You ask me why; 1 will tell you. One year ago I was in a strange land. 1 wished to go home I asked for my money. The dogs laughed at me, but one did not. He was a man. I came home and rescued my family from starvation. You made me your Mayor. I therefore command you not to harm these peo- ple. That boy was the one who was kind to me. Michael John Popovich does not forget a friend!” And Ralph Sumner’s bread cast upon the waters had returned to him. FRANK m. BRENISER, ’09. Dedicaton of Book. -ipOLLOWING the introduction in some books, preceding JJ it in others, we may find a page of dedication, con- taining a complimentary address to some one whom the au- thor delighted to honor. Spenser dedicated his “Fairie Queen” to Queen Elizabeth, Van Dyke his “Poetry of Tennyson” to his wife, Duerr his “German Grammar” to his father, and Green his “History of England” to two of his early instructors in English history. The custom of dedicatory books was in use in Rome in the Augustan Age. Horace, Cicero, Virgil, and Lucretius were among those who practiced it. Maecenas, Asinius THE SPECTATOR 13 Pollio, and M. Valerius Messala were three of the most im- portant patrons of literature at that time. Pollio was the earliest patron of Virgil’s genius. Horace dedicated his “Odes” to men of high official station and ancient family; as, Sestius, Munatius, Sallustius Crispus, and Aelius La- mia. At the period of the revival of letters in Europe, few books were printed without dedications. More dedicated his “Utopia” to his master, William Cecylle. We do not find dedications in Shakespeare’s works, for his dramas were written to be played on the stage, and not printed in book form. The prolog in some of his plays, as “Henry V,” is somewhat like a dedication. The dedication of Spen- ser’s “Fairie Queen” is very beautiful as well as interest- ing. It is as follows: To The Most High, Mightie, And Magnificent Emperesse Renowned For Pietie, Vertue, And All Gracious Government ELIZABETH By The Grace Of God Queene of England, Frabnce, and Ireland, and of Virginia Defender of the Faith, etc. Her Most Humble Servaunt EDMUND SPENSER Doth In All Humilitie Dedicate, Present, And Consecrate These His Labours To Live With The Etemitie Of Her Fame. Many of the English writers affixed dedications to all their books. Spenser, Dryden, and Johnson did so. Some of the most beautiful dedications in English literature are those prefixed by Addison to the diflerent volumes of his “Spectator” essays. The dedications preceding each canto of Scott’s Marmion are full of interest. Of modern dedications I like that of Clark’s Study of the English Prose Writers. It reads: “To a man and a woman who denied themselves a thousand luxuries and many comforts that they might give their children a liberal education this volume is reverently inscribed by one of the children.” What a fit return for son to make to parents ! Dr. Van Dyk’s dedica- 14 THE SPECTATOR tion before referred to is lovely, as it could not help being, for the person who inspired it was a woman ‘who believes in God and duty and immortal love.’ Dedications, sometimes, like those just mentioned, re- veal the writer’s personality; sometimes they pay a com- pliment to the person addressed. The dedication of Ten- nyson’s “Idylls of the King’’ serves another purpose, for it indicates the theme of that poem. In tne dedicatory lines addressed by their writer to the memory of King Albert, the poet asked Queen Victoria to accept his old, imperfect tale, “New-old, and shadowing Sense at war with Soul.” From this line the purpose of his poem can be inferred. The original purpose of these dedicatory prefaces, how- ever, was no doubt to secure the patronage of the great. Writers hoped that the men to whom they dedicated their books would render them pecuniary aid. The practice was abused so seriously that patronage in literature was aban- doned. One of the first books to be published without such a preface was Johnson’s Dictionary. Before the dic- tionary had been compiled, Johnson addressed to the Earl of Chesterfield a prospectus, that is a statement of the plan of the book. Now, Lord Chesterfield, not keen enough to recognize the master mind under Johnson’s coarse and vulgar exterior, wounded Johnson’s pride by paying no heed to the prospectus, and Johnson, stung to the quick by the neglect, retalliated by abandoning his intention of ad- dressing a dedication to Chesterfield. Johnson’s Dictionary contained no dedication. ELIZABETH ELLENBERGER ’08. His Triumph ♦IOOBERT DILLINGHAM was angry, angry with him- self and the world in general. Twice that afternoon had Grace snubbed him. When he had asked her to take a spin in his new Packard she had flatly refused, only to go driving soon after with Jim Reynolds. Reynolds was a caddish young fellow, who was politely, but none the less THE SPECTATOR 15 sincerely disliked by Robert. When Robert had invited her to the theater that night she had declined without stating a reason. Robert wondered to himself, “Is she trying to test me, or has she really conceived an affection for that fellow? But no! that could not be. Still, why has she turned me down to go driving with him?” “A good, swift ride will drown it all,” he thought, and accordingly in a short time he was speeding at fifty miles an hour over one of the finest roads in the country. But he could not get Grace Beverly out of his mind. The purring engines seemed to say, “ Has she been true? Has she been true?” This was maddening. He opened the throttle to the last notch and advanced the spark till the engines made a veritable roar. As he shot by a farmhouse, he noticed a chaise stand- ing in front of the gate with a lady and gentleman in the seat, but of this he thought nothing. Several miles more had been covered when Robert reached a magnificent straight stretch of road. By this time his temper had cooled down somewhat, and the car had been allowed to drag for awhile, but now he threw the throttle wide open. The car responded with a leap forward. But soon he noticed that the machine would no longer answer to the throttle, and that the speed was beginning to slacken, tho the engines were running furiously. Robert advanced the spark still further, and yet the speed continued to diminish. There was but one conclusion—the gears had slipped. Robert re- leased the clutch and applied the brakes, bringing the car to a stand-still. He then threw on the low speed, and gently let in the clutch. The car started forward slowly, and after it had attained a slight momentum Robert threw it on intermediate. This also held, but as the afternoon was well spent and there was but little pleasure to be de- rived from running on the intermediate gear, he did not go farther, but turned the car about and started for home. The home journey was more aggravating than the out- bound trip on account of the increased noise of the engines for the low speed obtained—not more than fifteen miles an hour at the most. Rounding a sharp turn in the road, Rob- ert came upon a wagon piled high with hay. To avoid a 16 THE SPECTATOR collision he was forced to run the car over the little em- bankment at the side of the road and into some low bushes. As the clutch was not thrown out the engines stalled, but both this and the wagon driver’s thanks passed unheeded. It came upon Robert like a flash. “That was Grace and Reynolds I saw back at the armhouse. Suppose I should meet-----” But here his thoughts were interrupted by the clattering hoofs of a horse. In a moment a light chaise swung around the turn in the road, and there, clinging des- perately to the sides, were Grace and Reynolds. Reynolds was yelling at the horse, and never thinking of making an attempt to secure the reins. As the chaise careened by he showed his cowardliness by jumping, thus leaving Grace to her fate. Robert waited no longer. In a moment the engines were purring, and the machine made a mad dash up the hill to the road, and then away after the flying horse. But on intermediate gear ! Could he ever make it ? He opened the throttle with a jerk, and shoved forward the spark lever as far as he dared. Soon the car was speeding at its mid-geared limit. The race was down grade, and Robert soon noticed that he was steadily gaining. At times he could faintly hear Grace calling his name, and it drove him nearly wild. In despair he threw the le- ver back on high, and — O joy! it held! The car shot ahead, but for a second only. Then came a crack, a jerk, and the speed slackened. He waited until the car had-ar- rived at its former speed, and then threw forward the le- ver, again running the machine on the intermediate gear. He could see that it was gaining rapidly now, for the horse was tiring. They were passing dense woods on either side, with barely, room for two carriages to pass, and should the horse succeed in getting past this stretch there would be lit- tle chance of Robert’s being able to do anything. Slowly the machine came up to the vehicle, and care- fully Robert edged in beside it. The noise of the engine frightened tbe horse still more, and for a while it looked as if he would get away thru increased speed. But his strength was spent, and Robert came up rapidly. Cau- tiously Robert passed the rear hubs of the chaise and drew THE SPECTATOR 17 up till the tonneau was abreast of the seat of the carriage. Grace had already divined his purpose, and now she jumped, collapsing in a heap on the seat of the tonneau. She was none too soon. The chaise struck a tree at the side of the road and was entirely demolished, while the horse galloped feebly down the read, the torn harness dang- ling loosely about him. Robert leaned over to shut off the power, but before he had his hand fairly off the lever Grace was clinging to him with her arms about his neck, sobbing: “Oh Robert! Robert! And to think it was all a joke.” DORE’ W. GRAZIER '09. The Modern Orchestra ♦ITT is a noticeable fact that the American people grow II more musically inclined year by year. Their delight in the Symphony orchestras which every large city pos- sesses especially supports my statement. Of course these orchestras are only able to exist by the generosity of a few wealthy and public-spirited music lovers, yet the people appreciate the music even if they cannot pay for it. The orchestra of to-day affords an interesting topic for discussion. In the orchestra of to-day we find three distinct groups, or divisions, of instruments, the string instruments, wind instruments, and instruments of percussion. The string instruments are the dominant power of the orchestra; under this head come the violins, violas, violoncellos, basses, con- tra basses, and double basses, all of which have four strings, and are played by means of a bow. The violin, called the king of instruments, is certainly the king of the orchestra, and has a greater range of notes than any other instrument. Its tone is powerful and of great carrying power. The viola is almost identical in appearance with the violin. Being somewhat longer, its strings are tuned lower, and the result is a tone almost unrivalled in sweetness. The violoncello is much larger than the viola, and hence cannot be played in the same manner; it is placed upright instead of to the shoulder. Its low range nd fine tone make it especially 18 THE SPECTATOR adapted to solo work. The bass, contra bass, and double bass are so .nearly identical in appearance that it is hardly necessary to distinguish them. As their name implies, they are in the orchestra what the bass singer is in the quartet. Huge, clumsy and heavy, they are very undesirable instru- ments to play, altho they are indispensable to the harmony. Thus, from the highest note of the violin to the lowest note of the double bass, we have a chromatic range of almost seven octaves, which is greater by about an octave than that of the wind instruments, which I will next describe. This branch of orchestral instruments is subdivided into two more divisions, called, respectively, the brass and wood-wind instruments. The trumpet, trombone, and French horn belong to the brass; while the flute, clarinet, oboe, piccolo, and bassoon uphold the wood-wind. The trumpet is an instrument somewhat resembling the modern cornet, and is adapted to bugle calls, fanfares, and hunting songs. The trombone is lower in range, and is known as the majestic instrument from its powerful tone. But what a contrast is found in the soft, mellow tone of the French horn, an instrument almost similar to the two preceding. I am sure that nobody hearing the horn solo in “Der Fries- chutz” played by a good performer, will ever forget it. The piccolo is the smallest instrument in the wood wind family, yet the most clamorous. Its tone is shrill and only adapted to the loudest passages in music. The flute is nothing more than a large piccolo, as it is played in the same manner. Its tone, hewever, is excellent. The oboe is the smallest of reed instruments. Its tone is sweet, yet peculiar. The clarinet, the instrument most closely re- lated to the oboe, has the greatest range of the wood-wind instruments. It is the most commonplace instrument of the wood wind. The last, and the lowest ranged, instrument of the wood-wind is the bassoon, which is about four feet long. I can hardly describe its tone, which, altho deep and well-rounded, is so droll as to remind one of a circus clown. Coleridge, in “The Ancient Mariner” refers to this instru- ment. The main use of the wood-wind is to play rapid and brilliant passages, and to enliven loud passages. As their name implies, all these instruments are hollow tubes of hard wood, played either by a reed or by the lips. THE SPECTA TOR 19 Last and least important of the three groups above named are the precussion instruments. The most import- ant of these are the timpani, two kettle-drums, tuned in fifths, and played by felt-covered hammers. The snare- drums come under this head, but are not used much in sym- phony orchestras. These instruments are too well known to need an explanation. In the best regulated orchestras the players of string instruments are always seated together, as are also the wood-wind, brass, and tympani players. Thus they can bring out their respective parts better than if each played individually. A symphony orchestra consists of about six- ty-five players, and we may expect to find at least a full half of these playing string instruments; one-third of the remain- der playing brass and percussion instruments, and the other two-thirds playing wood-wind instruments. In concluding, let me advise you when at a concert to study those three groups and see in what passages they are employed, artd also the different qualities of tone they bring out. BERNARD WOLFHOPE ’o8. A Midnight Escapade 7TWO boys sat in a room in the smaller of the two dor- mitories belonging to the Fulton Academy. They were engaged in conversation; one trying to persuade the other of some doubtful point. “You know I’m always in for any reasonable fun, but this means expulsion if we are caught,’’ said one. “Yes, but just think of it! We’ll be the first Freshman class in the history of the school to get a flag up,’’ replied the other. “Well, all right, I’ll go in with you; but we’ll have to be careful,’’ was the reply. Frank Wilson, the first speaker, was, in most respects an ordinary boy of fifteen; but a pleasant face, a peculiar but altogether pleasing charm of manner and a disposition to match, made him one of the most popular boys in the school. 20 THE SPECTATOR Bruce Harding, the second boy, was one of the leaders of the Freshmen, both in the classroom and in any mischief that was afoot. His face showed high intelligence, a love of fun and a certain obstinacy of purpose. Altho larger, he was younger than Wilson. When all .arrangements for the attempt had been made seven boys, beside Wilson and Harding, were in the plot. Accordingly, one night in March, about seven o’clock they stole from their dormitories and made their way to the old chapel. This had at one time been a village church but was now used as an auditorium. The old spire had been torn down and in its place a three-story square tower erected. The first and second floors of the tower had but one window each, facing the front; while the third floor had four, one facing each direction. The floors were connected by stairways, each stairway having a door at both ends. The door that opened into the stairway leading to the third floor was firmly secured against such an attack as this. Two iron bars, hinged at one side, passed across the door and were secured by two brass padlocks at the other side. Above the third floor the roof formed a blunt pyramid topped by a short flagpole. The halyard ropes were brought down and tied to the front third floor window. By forcing a window in the basement the boys made their way thru the chapel to the second floor. Here they could easily have cut the iron bars that crossed the door ; but in that case they could not lock the door again. By filing the padlocks they could put on new ones when they had hoisted the flag. In this way they could prevent the Sophomores from tearing the flag down in the morning. After an hour’s hard work they succeeded in forcing the door open and mounting to the third floor. Raising the window, they fastened their flag, a huge blue and gold pen- nant, to the halyard and began to raise it. When the flag was almost up the pulley at the top of the pole screeched , loudly. Horrified, the boys looked around to see if anyone was within hearing distance. Fate, or whatever spirit rules over schoolboys, willed that just then two Sophs should be crossing the campus. They were probably returning from some midnight prowl and were just about to steal into their dormitory when the THE SPECTATOR 21 squeaking pulley attracted their attention. At a glance they took in the situation and a moment later they were running at full speed toward their dormitory. “There ’ll be a heck of a row around here in about two minutes,” remarked a Freshman. “We had better get out of here as soon as possible,” replied another. “If we get this lower door locked the flag is safe.” They quickly ran up the flag, closed the window and, rushing down to the second floor, locked the stairway door. As they ran down past the first floor, Wilson, glancing out at the window, saw about two dozen Sophs coming on a dead run across the campus. All the Freshmen except Wilson and Harding had reached the chapel floor when the Sophs broke into the game. Part of them started in to clean up the bunch in the chapel; the rest, eight in number, running up to tear down the flag, encountered Bruce and Frank, who ran back to the first floor and slammed the door. A moment later the combined weight of the Sophs crashed against the door, which fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for the Freshmen, resisted all attacks. Then one of the Sophs discovered the key sticking in the lock. “Let’s lock them in,” he suggested; “they’ll be found in the morning when the faculty begins to investigate.” This plan they carried out and went away. “I guess we stay here all night,” said Frank. “Yes, and the janitor will find us here in the morning. We’re just about as good as expelled,” replied Bruce. “If we only had the keys to those padlocks we would go up and get that pinchbar that we left up on the third floor. Then we would make short work of this door,” said Frank. “Well, I suppose we might as well go to sleep,” re- marked Bruce, after they had discussed—and cussed—the situation in full. They both stretched themselves out on the floor, and, worn out by excitement and lack of sleep, weresoon asleep. Bruce awoke several hours later with a sharp pain in his eyes and throat. He sat up, wondering what was the matter with himself. Noticing a peculiar smell, he,took one sniff. It was smoke! The chapel was on fire! He rushed 22 THE SPECTATOR to the window and threw it up, but was quickly driven back by the flames that were already licking up the front of the chapel. A ladder could never be raised thru that. He buried his face in his hands and thought—was this the end of their plan? Caught like rats in a trap, were they to die such a horrible death? Then he pulled himself to- gether and turned toward his friend. Laying his hand on Frank’s arm, he shook him gently. Frank, opening his eyes, stared around vacantly for a moment; then he re- membered. “Are you ready to die?’’ asked Bruce, gravely. “Come off, now, old man, don’t get dramatic. I'm not ready to die until I get a whack at those Sophs,’’ replied Frank, grinning. “But what’s the matter? I smell smoke?’’ “You ’ll smell more before long,” was the grim retort. They discussed the situation for a few minutes in low tones, awed by their approaching doom. If they could only raise a ladder on the roof and get in the third floor windows—but then it wouldn’t do any good, for they couldn’t get past that door,” said Frank. “I don’t suppose they know we’re here. The rest of the fellows would hardly miss us when they ran away,” replied Bruce. He had hardly spoken when the stairway between the chapel and the first floor fell with a crash, tearing the door partly open. Thru this narrow hole the flames raged so fiercely that the two were driven to the second floor. Here the smoke and gas were more oppressive, but the heat was not quite so bad. It was plain that they could not live long in such an atmosphere, for their heads reeled and breathing was difficult. Frank held out his hand silently. Bruce took it and gripped it hard. __ “Old man,” he said, after a moment’s pause, “I guess we’ve about reached the end of the string.” Frank staggered over to the wall and leaned against it. Another minute and his knees gave way and he slid, un- conscious, to the floor. At this Bruce, who had been re- flecting moodily, leaped up with a perfect torrent of oaths. “Hey! You muckle-faced idiot, quit your cursing and open this door,” came a voice from behind the door leading to the third floor. THE SPECTATOR 23 “I can’t, it’s padlocked,” cried Bruce. “I’ve shoved the keys under the door. Now hurry up! For God’s sake hurry! This old rattle-trap won’t last more than a couple minutes.” It seemed like a lifetime to Bruce until he had found those keys and opened the door. Carrying Frank between them they reached the third floor. The fireman, carrying Frank on his shoulder, descended the ladder, which had caught fire from the flames that wrapped around the lower part of the tower. As soon as they had reached the roof, Bruce stepped on the ladder and started down. He was about fif- teen feet from the roof when the burning ladder gave way and he fell heavily to the slate roof. He managed to catch by a “snowbird” and hold until he was rescued. Then everything grew black and he fainted. When he regained consciousness it was broad daylight and he was lying on a couch in the matron’s room. Frank, pale, faint and almost covered with bandages, but not seri- ously hurt, was beside him. When Bruce opened his eyes Frank held out his hand. “It’s well you have that obstinate streak in you; for if you had given up when 1 did we shouldn’t be here to tell the story,” said he. Frank then told Bruce all the details of the affair. The Freshmen who helped to put up the flag had been scattered into several groups during the fight in the chapel, so that neither Frank nor Bruce had been missed until during the fire. Then several Sophs electrified the crowd by declar- ing them to be locked in the tower. Harry Spangler, the Freshman who had the keys to the new locks, after a mo- ment’s quick thought, explained his plan of rescuing them by the third floor. This was quickly acted upon and the boys were rescued in the nick of time; for, just as Bruce was taken from the roof, the tower fell with the Blue and Gold flying bravely to the last. Frank added that they were to report to the principal as soon as possible. But it was not until afternoon that the matron gave them permission to go. They went reluct- antly; for it probably meant severe punishment, if not ex- pulsion. “I have gained all the desired information from the 24 THE SPECTATOR Sophomores,” said the principal, after inquiring kindly as to how they were, “and in view of the fortunate termina- tion of the affair I have decided to allow the matter to drop. You realize, however, that I could easily have expelled all concerned; for the trick was one very much frowned upon by the directors. 1 reached this decision only when, after investigation, 1 found none of you to be responsible for the fire. I think that both Freshmen and Sophomores have received a lesson which they will not soon forget.” “Isn't he a brick?” asked Frank, turning to Bruce. “You bet,” was the reply as they both turned, laugh- ing, to the principal. “I am glad you think so,” said he, smiling. “ Good- day.” HERBERT GRAHAM, ’iO. The Picture Exhibit fj£Y the courtesy of the Art League, Johnstown art lov- vlw ers recently enjoyed a rare treat, for under the su- pervision of that club the most extensive collection of oil and water-color paintings ever seen in the city was exhibi- ted at the Cambria Library on February twenty-first and twenty-second. A large number of people viewed the ex- hibit. The whole collection was valued at twenty-five hun- dred dollars, individual pictures running in value from fif- teen to three hundred and fifty dollars. With the exceptions of a few etchings, the pictures are the work of modern artists; as, Helen Balfour, Alice Bar- ber Stephens, William Merritt Post, and Childe Hassam. The paintings which attracted the most attention were “An Old-fashioned Child,” by Alice Barber Stephens, and Jules Guerin’s “An Autumn Evening in Holland.” “October,” by R. B. Gruell, in every way suggested autumn. Of the other paintings, William Merritt Post’s “Approaching Night,” and “ Windy Weather”; Helen Balfour’s “Morn- ing Mist,” Ira Cassidy’s “Sagona, New Mexico,” Mrs. E. M. Scott’s “A Bunch of White Roses,” Henry W. Ranger’s t h;e spectator 25 “A Holland Fishing Boat,” and Gustav Wolfe’s “Light Af- ter Rain,” were particularly pleasing. There were some Japanese chromoxylographs of rare beauty, the work of an American artist, Helen Hyde. The chromoxylograph is a sort of wood engraving, colored, as the name implies. The student can find in the “Inter- national Studio” for January, 1905, an account of Miss Hyde’s work. Some interesting pictures were the etchings by artists so famous as Rembrandt and Whistler. The delicacy of these etchings was commented upon by many visitors to the exhibit. We but voice the gratitude of all who saw the pictures, in expressing our appreciation of the exhibit. PAUL BRACKEN ’07. The Search for Gold SOME time ago the newspapers of a city not a thousand miles from-----------, announced that on a certain Tues- day night the management of the local theatre would place, somewhere in the city, a brick, on the under side of which would be an order on the management for twenty-five dol- lars in gold and six box-seats for the performance the next Saturday night. The finder of the brick, when he took it to the office, would receive the prize. If no one found the brick by Saturday noon, it would be placed in the theatre Saturday night. And thereby hangs a tale. A certain High School student, by name Archibald Johns, decided that he would find the brick and get the re- ward. He was the more determined because he needed the money The night the brick was put out Archibald could not sleep. He thought of all the possible and impossible places a brick might be put. At five o’clock the next morn- ing, Archibald started off to carry his papers. He kicked every brick he saw on the way to the Democrat office. None of these proved to be the right one. However, just as he was starting off up Main Street with his papers, he spied a pile of bricks on the corner. “ I’ll try one just for luck,” said Archibald. He kicked 26 THE SPECTATOR the first one over, and there on the under side was pasted a piece of paper. Greatly excited, Archibald stooped over to make out the words. “-----------, Shoes. Well, I’ll be hanged. Wonder if anyone saw me do it.” Looking around, he saw there was no one in sight and, turning the brick over, he went on his way. By reason of kicking so many bricks, Archibald’s toes became sore and he was fast losing his temper. The climax was reached when, seeing an especially promising brick, Archibald gave it a tremendous kick, forgetting that some of the bricks were frozen to the ground. Archibald flew in one direction; his papers In another. After reliev- ing his feelings with language more forceful than proper, Archibald gathered up his papers and was starting off. Just then he saw another High School fellow, called Puss for short, who also carried Democrats, laughing with all his might. “ What were you trying to do ?” he said to Archi- bald. This aroused Archibald’s temper anew, and he an- swered shortly : “I thought maybe you had hid those Eng- lish reference books under there. I wanted to find them and restore them to the library.” Going to school that noon hour, Archibald happened to espy a brick in front of Paulson’s, on Franklin Street. He turned it over but nothing was there. Just then his boon companion, known as Scrubby, came out of Paulson’s, where he had been whiling away his leisure at noon. “What are you looking for ?” inquired Scrubby. “That Dolly Dimples Brick,” was the reply. “O, that’s a fake,” said Scrubby. “That brick will never be put out. They are keeping that to draw a big crowd Saturday night.” “ Well,” said Archibald, “ when I find it, you’ll wish you had looked too.” All the time between that Wednesday morning and Saturday noon, Archibald did his best to locate the longed- for piece of baked clay. He turned up bricks and kicked over bricks until his fingers were raw and his toes sore. Passers-by on the street soon came to recognize him as “Demented Dolly Dimples.” One day he saw a loose brick in a pavement. “I won- der if that might be it,” thought he. “No harm in try- THE SPECTATOR 27 ing.” So he straightway proceeded to dig up the brick. Just as he succeeded in extricating it, up came a policeman. “ 1 guess you’ll go to the station with me, my gay bold. Tearing up pavements, are you ? We’ll see about that.” He was hurrying Archibald off, when up came Scrubby, and, explaining the situation, succeeded in rescu- ing his unlucky friend. On Friday afternoon as Archibald and Scrubby were going to school they spied several bricks lying in Stony- creek Street, just where a blind alley joins the street. Archibald, seized with his mania, turned them all over, but there was nothing doing. “There it is, on the sill of that stable back in the al- ley,” said Scrubby. “You idiot,” said Archibald, “do you suppose those kids have been skating there all morning and not turned over that brick ? Don’t you think it.” And so they passed on. With all the searching no one found the brick, so at Saturday noon out started one of the theatre managers with the chief-of police and his little dog, to find the Dolly Dimples Brick. Archibald was on hand and fell in line with half a hundred others. Out Market Street they went, up Vine, up Stonycreek, and into that very blind alley. There lay the same brick, scorned by Archibald the day be- fore. The chief picked it up. It was the Dolly Dimples Brick ! Since no one had found the brick, the management would place it under one of the theatre seats that night. “Now,” thought Archibald, “I’ll get myself a seat in the orchestra circle, because they will certainly put it under one of the most expensive seats.” But when he went to buy his seat, the only one left down-stairs was number 13 in row 23. Archibald’s great desire to get the brick had made him superstitious, so he would not take it. But he bought the best seat he could get in the balcony. That night Archibald was on hand early.’ He thought that if he were first in the balcony he might see the brick and capture it before the owner of the seat arrived. But there was one fellow ahead of him. When the doors were opened the man in front was shown to his seat, and after 28 THE SPECTATOR him, Archibald. As it happened, their seats were to- gether. As Archibald approached, he observed the other fellow down on his knees tugging with all his might. When Archibald reached his seat, the man electrified him with the words, “ I’ve found the Dolly Dimples Brick.” And they carried Archibald Johns out senseless. Easter 11’VE taken that sacred volume ■I And glanced at each time-worn page, I’ve read the old, old story — So sweet with the scent of age — Of that first and hallowed Easter, When, at dawning of the day, From the grave of Christ, the angel Had rolled the stone away. My thoughts are deeply buried In a grave of doubts and fears, Walled in with the rocks of sorrow, And sealed with my heart-wrung tears ; From my soul’s inmost recesses, These thoughts swell forth to-day — O Christ, for some kindly angel To roll the stone away. RUTH RAGER ’10. THE SPECTATOR 29 The Arsenal Between Albany and Troy Among the many interesting objects that I have seen, the arsenal between Albany and Troy made the greatest impression upon me. On a trip up the Hudson to Troy, 1 was so fortunate as to visit this factory of war instruments. Having received the required pass, our little party entered the iron gate and walked up the path that led to the main building. A sentry in immaculate uniform paced before the build- ing. On the grass plots on either side of the walk were old cannon and balls, which had probably been used in the Civil War. As we entered the building, the guide with whom we had been provided, led us to the room in which large gun trucks and carriages are made. These are used in coast defense and war vessels. In the next department we came to the most interest- ing part of our trip—the manufacture of the large coast and naval guns, ranging in size from the six-inch repeaters to the eighteen-inch coast guns. They formed a most inter- esting collection. Great care is taken in the manufacture of these guns. The process is very interesting to onlook- ers. The arsenal is flooded with the sound of roaring fur- naces heating the metal, escaping steam, and the pounding and ringing of metal. Our guide was very obliging, and explained how the metal was heated, moulded, pieced together, and all the re- maining details in the manufacture of a cannon. He showed how the great guns work when they are completed, for there were several of them ready for use. Opening the shutter he explained how the shells were placed in position; then closing it, he showed how the guns were sighted, by means of intricate rtiechanism. Finally he explained how the gun was fired, how the cap exploded the shell, which, when exploded, was ejected. After spending an hour in this interesting place, we de- parted. As our visit took place before the Spanish-Ameri- can War, I have often wondered whether the great gun thru which 1 looked was usod in destroying the Spanish fleet and freeing Cuba. WALTER MOORE ’09. 30 THE SPECTATOR Ubc High School Spectator. JOHNSTOWN, PA., MARCH, 1907. SUBSCRIPTION PRICE 75 CENTS. PER COPY, to CENTS. JEOftorfal anfc Business Staff. EdItor-in-Chief, TODD D. COCHRAN 1907. Associate Editor, FRANCIS WOLLE 1907. Literary Editors, HELEN LOWMAN 1907. IMABEL DAVIS 1907. Exchange Editor, GERTRUDE LAKE 1907. Society Editor, BESSIE GLOSSER 1908. School News Editors, THOMAS PINDER 1907, FRANK BRENISER 1909. Athletic Editor. FRITZ W. KREBS 1907. General News Editor, EDNA YOST 1907. Art Editor. EDNA BAUERS 1907. Chief Business Manager, DOUGLASS D. STOREY 1907. Associate Business Manager, NEWTON D. SWANK 1907. Assistants WEBSTER SAYLOR 1907. HARRY SHRYOCK 1908. EUGENE ROBISON 1908. ALAN WEAVER 1909, LEWIS OWEN 1907. EBEN EDWARDS 1907, MARION RICHARDS 1907. NORA MORAN 1908. The Spectator Is published monthly during the school term. Address all communications to The Spectator, High School Building, Johnstown, Pa. Entered at the Postoffice, Johnstown, Pa., as second-class mall matter. In order to insure publication in the current issue, all MSS. must be handed in to the editor not later than the 3d of each month. tion of worth given dents of the American Literature classes February 27th, the students were pleasantly en- tertained by a cen- tenary commemora- Henry Wads- Longfellow, by the stu- The talks on THE SPECTATOR 31 Longfellow’s life and works were excellent. The dec- lamation, “The Skeleton in Armor,” was especially well rendered. A feature of the celebration was the girls’ sextette, which sang “Stars of the Summer Night.” Every year there are heard more complaints con- cerning the piano in use in our auditorium. No doubt the instrument was a good one in its time, but its time has now passed. One is reminded by it of the old stick and dishpan. The musicians used to receive the blame for the discords, but now we know it is not the fault of the musicians. The piano is abominable. We make the suggestion, with all respect, that the School Board buy us a new piano. An excellent grand piano, such as was used by Mr. Paolo Gallico, can be had for a very rea- sonable price. There is no reason why this should not be done. The basketball season of 1907 has been the most successful ever known in Johnstown High School. Our team has defeated every team but one which it has played. It has been beaten but twice, both times away from home. One of these teams, Sharon High School, beat J. H. S. by four points, but when Sharon came to Johnstown, our boys simply walked away with them. We have beaten the best high schools in both eastern and western Pennsylvania. Without a shadow of doubt we hold the High School Championship of Pennsyl- vania. Following the basketball season comes the track. High School has never been so uniformly successful in track meets as in football and baseball. This may be accounted for by the reason that not nearly so much at- tention and practice had been given to it as to the other two sports. Yet, year by year we are growing better in this branch of sports, and, altho we lost four of our best men, there is no reason why this year can not be made as successful as last. 32 THE SPECTATOR Exchange. Masten Park Chronicle, are your advertisements so much more important than the literary matter that they must occupy part of every other page ? The Basketball number of the Cherry and White contains good literary matter. The jokes in the Ex- change enliven that department very much. We also appreciate the supplement. The author of “A Hunting Trip,” in A. H. Tidings, shows knowledge of that sort of outing. “Gleanings” and “Outings” are very clever. The H. S. Record, tho small, contains good mate- rial. Can’t you add a few cuts ? The exchange column contains excellent criticisms. Among our best exchanges this month are the Sha- mokin H. S. Review, Polaris, and Somerville Radiator. They contain much material of more than local interest, and very original cuts. “The Ambition of Elizabeth Burton ” is a life-like pictore of the treatment a poorly- dressed country girl often receives at the hands of her more fortunate city cousin. mri E are glad to note a marked im- provement in some of our monthly visitors. This ap- plies, particularly to the Kiskiminetan. Keep it up ! “Happenings,” in the Glendalia, are so skillfully written as to make even an oustsider interested in your social doings. We are glad to see that our former editor-in-chief, Mr. Gipe, is continuing the work of aiding his school paper. Our loss is your gain, College Student. THE SPECTATOR 33 We also appreciate Ogontz Mosaic, Dickinsonian, Echo, Mercury, Red and Black, Mirror. Rkcord, Owl, Delphic News, Maryland Collegian, Polymnian, Mirror (Tarentum), and Hall Boy. Answers to Correspondents Fritz Krebs, ’o7—We advise you to hire a horse and carriage, as statistics show that you spend more for street- car fare than it takes to hire a horse. Roy Leventry, ’o7—We advise you to take Storey’s Anti-Fat Medicine ($1 per), and also to give up basketball. Mame Vinton, ’07—We referred your question on facial powder to the “Beauty Doctor” of the New York Journal. Will publish reply. Webster Saylor, ’07—(1) Don’t be discouraged; other “Rubes” have made a success of life. (2) Your next question is answered in “Farmer’s Manual,” March issue. Earl Richards, '08—A bachelor's club would make a hit in your school. Do not be too hasty, however; the “maid” may come to terms. Eva Morris, ’07—Yes, it is entirely proper for you to skate with a married man. John Lindsay, ’07—(1) You should wear a derby. (2) Persuade the Incline company to sell you a ticket; it will save you money. Thomas Pinder, ’07—Rub a little lemon on your nose; it will take the swelling out. Douglass Storey, ’07—You eat too much, and as a re- sult are very thin. Try a little P. B. C. Special. Ned Benford, ’07—(1) Shave only once a day. (2) We cannot publish your poems in our paper. (3) In order to recover the mallet head, read Sherlock Holmes. Arthur James, ’08— (1) Buy a magic hair-dyeing comb. (2) Beware of the chief’s dog on Haynes street. 34 THE SPECTATOR Lewis Owen, ’o7—(1) To increase your height, never hang yourself up by the neck; it might prove fatal. (2) Read R. Leventry’s book, “How to Grow Tall.” Eben Edwards, ’o7—(1) Yes the Y. M. C. A. is an excellent place for young men to pass their, time away (?) We don’t know about the stenographer. Committe on ’07 Class Pins—We have a noted detec- tive on the trail of the '07 class pins. We hope to find them by June. Great interest has lately been shown by the pupils in society work, with the result that the programs have been unusually interesting. On Feb. 8, a spirited debate was held in the Emerson Society on the question, “ Resolved, That Congress should prohibit the immigration into the United States of all per- sons who cannot read and write one language, dependents on qualified immigrants excepted.” The negative side was strongly upheld by Todd Cochran and Freda Walters. The decision was for the affirmative. In the T. K. E. Society the same question was debated. The argument by Helen James was strongest. On the fol- lowing week, Feb. 15, elections were held for the open THE SPECTATOR 35 meeting. The officers elected were: President, Walter Friedline; vice president, Shelby Kring; secretary, Ellen Hotchkiss; critic, Clarence Hurrel. Executive committee— Chairman, Arthur James; Florence Glenn, Lyman Angus, Clarence Hurrel, Royal Harshberger. Laura Young entertained the members of the Emerson Society on Feb. 15 with a humorous selection, “Farmer Stebbins' Football Game.” The oration by Lee Miller was one of the best of the year. Washington's birthday was duly observed by both so- cieties. A unique feature in the T. K. E. was the im- promptu talks by Emil Frank and Royal Harshberger. The best number in the Emerson program was the oration by Webster Saylor. A pleasing feature in the program of the Emerson So- ciety on March 1 was the piano solo rendered by Margaret Thackeray. It is hoped that the members will show greater interest in this line of work than has been shown in the past. The oration by Roy Leventry, “ Spartacus to the Gladiators,” tho not new, was thoroughly enjoyed by all. On March 8, the proposition, “Resolved, “That the United States maintain a system of bounties and subsidies for the protection of the American merchant marines,” was strongly upheld by the affirmative—Inez Price, Rilla Wilson and Grace McDonald. On the negative side were Bessie Glosser, Margaret Thackeray and Elsie Buckey. The de- cision was in favor of the negative. This debate was one of the best this year in the Emerson. Especially notewor- thy was that of Bessie Glosser. Careful preparation, knowledge of her subject and interest in the question re- sulted in the finest argument of the year. The T. K. E. anniversary was held in the Auditorium on the evening of March 8. The president, Walter Fried- line, delivered a short address of welcome, after which the following program was carried out: T. K. E. oration, “Washington as a Strategist,” Fritz Krebs; declamation, “John Gilpin’s Ride,” Nora Moran; violin solo, “Hejre Kati,” Bryant Itell; annfversary oration, “Rise of the British Commons,” Lewis Owen; declamation, “Rory O’More,” Mary O’Neil; political oration, “England’s Mis- take with the Colonies,” Thomas Pinder; reading, “Guin- 36 THE SPECTA TOR ivere” (Idylls of the King), Irene Confer; violin solo, “Ro- mance et Bolero,” Samuel Rabinowitz; talk, “Robin Hood,” Edna Yost. In conclusion a May Pole Dance was given by twelve girls in the Society. Fritz Krebs delivered the T. K. E. oration in a manner which clearly showed him to be worthy of the honor. Lewis Owen impressed his audience with his sincerity. Thomas Pinder in his political oration showed an excellent grasp of the situation. The three declamations were fine. A selec- tion better suited to each speaker could scarcely have been made. One of the best features of the evening was the musical numbers. Each violinist responded to an encore. The May Pole Dance performed by twelve dainty girls was graceful and pleasing. The Spectator extends Easter Greetings to all. Rogers (in Geometry): This line is perpendicular to the hippopotamus (hypotennse). It will soon be time for choir practice again. Yes? Piso “skiddinced. Those Freshmen in the gallery! Prof. Long notified the Freshmen to bring their mothers to the Concert and get a good seat free. THE SPECTATOR 37 Miss Edna Vinton, and Messrs. Dan Jones, and Bern- ard Wolfhope, inspected the new piano in chapel, and the students thought they ranked slightly above Mr. Gallico. The T. K. E. society held its Seventh Anniversary ex- ercises Friday March 8th. They proved a great success, as usual. Manager Louther of the Base-ball Team, expects every bit as successful a season as last year’s. Well, well, Kiski, we have beaten you in everything but football now. We'll do that next year. Mgr. Louther requests all baseball men out for cage practice. Saylor in Physiology — It then flows down the illumi- nating canal. Teacher —Why did the Whig Party receive its name ? Miss Confer — Because they wore wigs. Teacher — Frame a logical definiton of lady. E. G.—A lady is a woman who is not married. A couple Seniors have started to fast already to get in condition for the Junior entertainment. The Seniors’ pins look pretty nice, yes? No more “stink” balls for Study Hall. English Teacher —Give me a subject for a theme of which you know nothing. Senior— My thesis subject. Scrubby — Why will a Senior, going to the Junior en- tertainment, be like Nelson going in the ring ? Senior — Give it up. Scrubby—They are both going to get a “Punch.” The “Bachelors’ Club” has at last secured rooms. The Seniors will have to get a severe attack of spring fever the last two weeks of school. Ask “Si” Friedline how to make a willow-whistle. 38 THE SPECTATOR Scrubby was banished from the “Bachelors’ Club for breaking the first commandment. Chief Commandments of the Bachelor Faith : I. Thou shalt speak to no other sex than thine. II. Thou shalt not flirt. III. Thou shalt banish thyself from all skirts. IV. Thou shalt look at no woman. Of course the girlsdon’t care. Don’t blame ’em. Jones certainly is getting extravagant, two new marches since Xmas. Several Fresnmen wanted to know if the school would exchange eggs on Easter. Friedline tried Henry Clay’s “Stunt,” and recited his speech to his horse. The horse is dead. How did you like the Maypole Dance? Pretty “knif- ty,” yes? 7 Scrubby advises all those who are not stout, to follow Chal. Wisegarver’s plan — “Laugh and grow fat.” He gives Chal. as an example of its benefits. There was a young maiden named Kellar In love with a bow-legged feller; One time when she sat In this fresh fellow’s lap, She slipped thru and fell into the cellar. Teacher—Could you write a page on “Cromwell”? Williams—If I wrote large enough. Notice to Freshmen ! Rogers will wear his red socks as soon as the weather permits. J. H. S., champions of Pennsylvania. Looks good to us. Yes? 6 Teacher—What is geometry? Pupil—Same as war. Williams (in the Merchant of Venice)—What’s here? The portrait of a blinking idiot! (looks in a mirror) Cor- rect. THE SPECTATOR 39 The 1909 basketball team won every game they have played this season. All who wish to hear Wolle and Rogers debate on ath- letics, should be in Room M before one o’clock. By actual count, sixteen fellows turned out to root. In a school of our size, this is a shame. Freshmen (seeing Franke) — Oh, there goes the Dutch- man with a white girl ! The celebration of the Longfellow Centennial, given in chapel, February 27th, by the American Literature classes, was heartily received by the students. The faculty has set the official detective, Izzy Burlap, on the track of two Senior boys to recover those English reference books. History Teacher—You may’call all persons who sym- pathized with the South, “copperheads.” Franke—First 1 knew the police force were southern sympathizers. Jones is busy explaining “Nay, nay, Pauline.” He learned it from a Freshie girl. Speaking about those missing English books, how about Storey’s disappearing Vergils? The students are subscribing funds to buy Miss Young some cough medicine. Coach Cramer is trying to discover who is taking James’ mind off basketball. 40 THE SPECTATOR Athletics THE High School championship of Pennsylvania belongs to J. H. S. at present, and with but four games to be played our hold should be a firm one. Capt. Lindsey’s men have met the leading High School teams from all over the State, and thanks to the hard work and untiring efforts of Coach Cramer and the team all these schools have been defeated by almost overwhelming scores. Never before in our athletic career has such a schedule been played and won. DuBois High gave the wearers of the blue and black the hardest game that has been played thus far on the Aud- itorium floor. For just twenty minutes were Coach Cramer and the students ill at ease; after that it was the same old story—a walkover for J. H. S. DuBois scored first and kept the lead thruout the first half. With but five minutes to play in this period Coach Cramer sent in two fresh men. This lessened the Clearfield county boys’ lead; neverthe- less DuBois led by the score of 8-7 when the whistle sound- ed at the close of the first half. The second half was a pic- nic for Johnstown. DuBois was simply bewildered by the fast work of Lindsey’s five. Basket after basket was made from all angles and distances. When the game ended Johnstown had beaten a good team by the overwhelming score of 39-14. SUMMARY. J. H. S. 39. DuBois H. S. 14. Rees, Jones........forwards..Yeckley, R. Dunsmore Lindsey.............center.........A. Dunsmore James, Sharkey......guards....Harrington, Mauth Substitutions—Hoerle for Jones, Rothstein for Sharkey. Goals from field—Rees 3, Hoerle 6, Lindsey 5, James 3, Rothstein 1, Yeckley 1, A. Dunsmore 1, Mauth 2. Fouls—Lindsey 1, Hoerle 2, A. Dunsmore 6. Referee—Henderson. The following week Sharon was defeated by such an overwhelming score that there can be no question as to the relative merits of the tw'o teams. Sharon was outplayed and outclassed. Johnstown missed few chances to cage the ball. The team work was of the highest quality thruout. High School 50. Sharon High 14. Hoerle, Rees.......forwards.. .Phillips, J. Lafferty Lindsey..............center.........F. Lafferty James, Rothstein.....guards.....Busse, Everhart THE SPECTATOR 41 . . G°al®£;?.m fi®ldrHoerle 11, Rees 2, Lindsey 3, James 5, Roth- 2 Philips 2, J. Lafferty 3, Everhart 1. Fouls-Hoerle 4, Phillips 2. Referee—Henderson. THE EASTERN TRIP. On Friday, February 22d, the basketball team, accom- panied by Coach Cramer and the Athletic editor, left for Steelton to put the crimp into that school’s basketball team. Unfortunately the lights went out just after the teams had stepped on the floor. There seemed to be no remedy for the trouble, and since neither team was composed of owls the game was off. Thus was Steelton saved from a defeat! The next morning the team left for Carlisle. Here the J. H. S. boys were royally entertained by the Dickinson students of the Phi Delta Theta Fraternity, of which Coach Cramer is a member. In the afternoon the Blue and Black walloped the Dickinson Sophomores in the gymnasium floor by the score of 55-19. The game was never in doubt from the first. The passing and shooting of the J. H. S. team phenomenal. The Dickinson students declared that never before had such team work been displayed in Car- lisle. Houseman played a great game for the Sophs, altho it is nothing to his discredit to say that Capt. Lindsay out- played him. J. H. S. 55. Dickinson ’09, 19. Hoerle, Rees..........forwards...Whitehead, Latham Lindsey. center............Houseman James, Rothstein.......guards......Creasy, Jackson Field goals-Hoerle 9 Rees 3, Lindsey 4, James 8, Rothstein 2, Latham 1, Whitehead 1, Houseman 3. Fouls-Hoerle 5 House- man 9. Referee—Buner. In the evening the team played Shippensburg Normal. Here J. H. S. was beaten in a dopy game by the score of 32-23. The Shippensburg boys were at home on the waxed floor. High School could keep their feet but part of the time. Midget Rees played the star game of the evening. Shippensburg Normal 32. High School 23. Early, Goodhart.....forwards..........Jones, Rees Craig ..............center...............Lindsey Cook, Harlacher......guards....Sharkey, Rothstein Substitutions-Hoerle for Jones, James for Sharkey. Goals from field—Goodhart 3, Early 8, Craig 1, Harlacher 3, Rees 5 Hoerle 3, Lindsey 1, Sharkey 1. Fouls-Cook 2, Hoerle 3. Refl eree—Brown. The Johnstown boys returned to Carlisle that night, THE SPECTATOR 42 where the team remained until Sunday afternoon at the Phi Delta Theta House. The team returned home Sunday night tired, but happy and satisfied. It was a great trip. The Spectator in behalf of the school wishes to thank the members of the Phi Delta Theta Fraternity for the gener- ous hospitality which they extended. Kiski had weight, but that was all, so that they re- ceived a most humiliating defeat at the hands of the speedy Johnstowners. Coach Cramer’s boys played a magnificent game. Such passing as was done by the Blue and Black was never before seen in Johnstown. Every member of the J. H. S. played a phenomenal game. Rees played a great floor game. Hoerle caged eight baskets in the first half, after which he retired. Lindsey had the best man on the Kiski team in Watson, but so speedy was our captain’s play that the Kiski captain retired before the game was over. James and Rothstein played a remarkable defensive game, besides partaking of the “ shooting festival.” Wat- son and Smith played the best game for Kiski. High School 54. Kiski 14. Hoerie, Rees.........forwards......Andrews, Smith Lindsey...............center...............Watson James, Rothstein......guards.....Pennock, Edwards Goals from field—Hoerle 8, Rees 6, Lindsey 2, James 1, Roth- stein 6, Jones 2, Smith 4, Andrews 1. Fouls—Hoerle 1, Rees 3, Smith 4. Referee —Henderson. The champion Central High team of Philadelphia re- ceived its worst defeat of the season when it met Johns- town High at the Auditorium. The game was a marvel of skill and speed, in which Central High was slightly out- classed. The game was never in doubt. Johnstown took the lead early in the game and was never headed. Johnstown High seemed to be at its best. The ball was passed from one end of the floor to the other, where some uncovered Johnstown man received it and caged it with unerring ac- curacy. Every member of the Johnstown team played a great game. For Philadelphia Walton, the husky center, played the best. He managed to split even with Lindsey. Coach Kein- ath, the star forward on the U. of P. five, coach of Central High, said after the game that High School can boast of one THE SPECTATOR 43 of the fastest and best passing teams he has ever seen among secondary schools and colleges. It was a well de- served compliment. J. H. S. 41. Philadelphia C. H. 12. Hoerle, Rees.........forwards.......Turner, Shore Lindsey...............center..............Walton James, Rothstein......guards....McKnight, Blythe Substitutions—Green for Shore. Goals from field—Hoerle 10 James 5, Rees 2, Rothstein 2, Lindsey 1, Turner 2, Green 2 Wal- ton 1. Fouls—Turner 2, Hoerle 1. Referee—Henderson. ’ On Saturday evening, March 9th, Johnstown High met Pittsburg High School on the South Side floor at Pittsburg. Again J. H. S. handed Pittsburg a lemon. This game prac- tically decided the High School championship of the State. Both teams had great records; Johnstown, however, had met better teams than the Smoky City five. The records of the two teams prior to the game were: J. H. S. 503 points; opponents 197 points. P. H. S. 505 points; opponents 303 points. A comparison of the scores since Johnstown and Pitts- burg have played basketball shows that so far Pittsburg has been inferior to the Blue and Black five: 1905 (at Johnstown)—J. H. S. 15, P. H. S. 9. 1906 (at Pittsburg)—J. H. S. 35, P. H. S. 25. 1906 (at Johnstown)—J. H. S. 32, P. H. S. 7. 1907 (at Pittsburg) — J. H. S. 32, P. H. S. 28. Over fifty loyal Johnstowners attended the game. Needless to say Pittsburg was surprised and disappointed. The game was the hardest fought scholastic contest that has been played in Pittsburg. It was a case of the best team winning, but it was no disgrace to be defeated. For ten minutes neither side scored; then a Johnstown High player caged the ball. Coach Cramer’s team was never headed, altho Pittsburg tied the score twice during the contest. The pace set by both teams was terrific. At the end of the game the players on both teams were groggy. Johns- town used the same five thruout. Van Gorder’s team made two substitutions, both of which strengthened Pittsburg’s play. Near the close of the first half Pittsburg tied the score, but J. H. S. scored two points more before the whistle sounded. The half ended 16-14 with Lindsey’s men hav- 44 THE SPECTATOR ing the long end. In this half Hoerle led in the shooting with six goals from field. Both teams scored the same number of points in the second half. Each team came back strong and confident of winning. Johnstown, however, had the grit and speed and won out. Toward the close of the game Pittsburg tied the score at 26. Lindsey rallied his team and Hoerle, James and the doughty captain each scored from the field, while Pittsburg managed to cage one more basket. It would be hard to pick the “star” of the Johnstown H. S. team in this game. It was a case of “the team, the team, the whole team.” Pittsburg’s play was more indi- vidual. Johnson, Gass and Buhl each played a fine game. Capt. Van Gorder’s floor work was the best of the Pitts- burg team. Pittsburg had the advantage of a week’s practice on the floor and were accustomed to the twelve-inch baskets. Johnstown, on the other hund, was handicapped by a strange floor and the baskets; and yet we won. There is no doubt who are the champions. Johnstown High 32. Pittsburg High 28. Hoerle, Rees.........forwards...Van Gorder, Page Lindsey...............center................Gass James, Rothstein.....guards......Clark, Wentzell Substitutions—Johnson for Page; Buhl for Clark. Goals from field—Hoerle 7, Rees 1, Lindsey 1, Rothstein 3, James 2, Gass 4, Van Gorder 2, Wentzell 2, Page 1, Johnson 3. Fouls called—On Johnstown 11, on Pittsburg 10. Goals from foul—Hoerle 4, Went- zell 4. Time of halves—Two twenty minutes. Referee—Hender- son of Harvard. General News XAST month, great interest was aroused over another railroad accident, which occurred near our city. Just below Mineral Point the Chicago Flier jumped the track, upon reaching a part of the road where steel ties were in use. Three cars were hurled down a forty-foot embank- ment into the Conemaugh River. It was zero weather, and THESPECTATOR 45 the water, being frozen, did not rush into the cars. Fortu- nately, no one was killed, altho several were severely in- jured. The injured were hastened to either Altoona or Pittsburg, on trains which were passing about the time of the wreck. The steel ties have now been removed, and wooden ones put in their place. The experiment, which the Railroad Company was trying with them, ended rather dis- astrously, and it will probably abolish forevever the use of steel ties. Pinkerton men are now on the trail of the abductors of little Horace Marvin, the four-year-old son of Dr. Marvin, of near Kitts Hammock, Del. The lad disappeared from his home on March 4th, and since then every effort has been put forth to recover him. The detectives have sev- eral trails on which they are working, but until the 12th inst., have come to no satisfactory results. This case brings to mind the abduction by Keen of the Muth lad of Philadelphia, a few months ago, and it is hoped that the de- tectives will bring this case to as sudden an end as they did in the capture of Keen. John Alexander Dowie, the founder of Zion City, died March 9th, at the age of sixty years. Mr. Dowie was the ruler of probably the strangest colony the world has ever seen. He carried on his work successfully in Chicago, gaining many followers. Several years ago he went to Eu- rope to increase his number of adherents, but was ridiculed and several times mobbed. He returned to Chicago, but soon lost control of his church. Later he became estranged from his family, and had very few friends at the time of his death. His remains were put to rest in Mount Olivet Cemetery, a very short distance from Zion City. Archie Roosevelt, the fourteen-year-old son of the President, has had a very severe attack of diphtheria at the White House. After partly recovering from the dis- ease, the boy took a relapse, which it was feared would re- sult fatally. But by constant attention he rallied and is now on the way to recovery. His physicians think he will be well in two or three weeks, if no complications set in. At a meeting of the Social Economics Club in Chicago recently, it was shown that women were gaining influence 46 THE SPECTATOR in the professions. It was demonstrated that woman was holding her own, and in some cas6s even outstripping man in law, journalism, medicine, and teaching. She has been particularly successful in the medical world, and scarcaly less so in the rank of teacher. Recently some of the colleges organized a league and adopted new rules for governing their athletics. Among these rules is one that bars all freshmen from enter- ing into any collegiate athletic meet to win glory and honor for the college. This has raised a loud outcry by the freshmen of the colleges in the league. They believe that they should hive as much right in such a case as a senior. Compliments of the T. K. E. Society Compliments of the Emerson Literary Society THE SPECTATOR 47 NEVER such Oxfords at such a price before. Bring three dollars to Scott Dibert Co.’s, “The Shoe ..... Store on the Corner :: :: :: “Clearance” That’s the magical word that has brought Overcoat, Suit and Furnishing Prices to the low point we now record in our newspaper advertising. Let us fill your clothing needs —no regrets then Rowe College Write for information, or better, call S. H. ISENBERG, President, 542 MAIN STREET, Johnstown, Pa. Local examinations provided for. Send for a catalogue- MILLER'S SHORTHAND BOOKKEEPING NORMAL TYPEWRITING PENMANSHIP ENGLISH 48 THE SPECTATOR SMART SPRING CLOTHES For Young Men and Boys OUR showing- of stylish spring clothing for young men and boys is one of the largest and best ever made by any store In Johnstown. We’ve given much thought and care to the selection of our stocks, and thoughtful parents are certain to be interested in the superb assortments that are here now. The best known makers in the country are represented in this display of ours, therefore we're prepared to suit every taste, and at lower pri- ces than any other store in the city. YOUNG MEN’S SUITS — The famous Hart. Schaffner Marx Varsity ” Suits made especially for young men. The materials are worsteds, cassi- meres, serges, cheviots, and thibets. In blue, black, herringbone, and fancy overplaids. They're worth all of $16.50 up to $25 each. Our prices, $ 1 1.90, $12.90, $14.90, and $16.90. OTHER SUITS as low as $3.95 up to 10.90. BOYS’ SUITS In Blouse, Norfolk, and two-piece styles, regularly worth $2 up to $7 each, here now at $1.29 up to $14.69. SCHWARTZ BROS. The Low-Price Leaders The Medico-Chirurglcal College of Philadelphia I1FPARTMFNT (IF MFDIPINF Carefully graded course of four sessions of eight ucrnnimcni ur OltUIOlIlL months each. Thoroughly practical instruction; Free Quizzes; Limited Ward Classes; Clinical Conferences; particular attention to laboratory work, ward work and bedside teaching. Largest and finest clini- cal amphitheatre in the world. flFPARTMFNT (IF flFNTIQTRY Offers superior advantages to students. Abund- ULTHnilflEHI ur UtHIIOini ance of material for practical work in the Dental Infirmary. College clinics present splendid opportunities for practical study of general and oral surgery. Dental students accorded same college privileges as medical students. Quizzing conducted by the professors free of charge. flFPARTMFNT (IF PHARMAP.Y I® a,ao an integral part of the institution. Ad- ULrnnilfiCni ur mHlUTIHUl dress the Dean of the department in which you are interested for an illustrated catalogue, describing courses in full and con- taining information as to fees, etc. Roughened Skin • Due to exposure or climatic changes, becomes soft and smooth when you use Kredel’s Toilet Lotion Try it— 10c At KREDEL’S, 406 Main Street, opp. City Hall THE SPECT ATOR 49 E. F. MACK PRESENTS THE HIT OF THE SEASON 44 Weather ‘Dog’s Voyage The World” At all book-stores :: 25 Cents For c lrtists an 'Draftsmen We sell the best supplies obtainable and at prices that are decidedly ad- -----------vantageous to the purchaser A -fie,!.-. We would call attention to our Oil, China, and Ol iiTllSlS Water Colors, as well as Canvass for Oil, Hig- gins’ Drawing Ink, and the dozen and one things used in picture making and decoration --:------------------------------ Pnt fViiff-omot-t We carry Blue Print Paper, Tracing doth. i rdllalllCIl T Squares, Triangles, and numberless draw- ing instruments for general use No trouble to show them -11-— WM, B. WATERS BRO.t Franklin Street BLUE — Blue Banner WHITE —Purity Had the colors on that dove been Blue and White, representing BYERS’ BLUE BANNER CHOCOLATES They would not have been cap- tured. They fly too high to be downed Basketball Championship for J. H. S. Clothing Championship in the City of Johnstown for Wool! 8 Reynolds, Inc. Correct Clothes for Men and Boys” 50 THE SPECTATOR Picture Framing pictures framed 0 just right, take them to HORAN’S BOOK STORE, 545 MAIN STREET. The Ouija Board 'So 5?s HTEMPLE’S SCHOOL FOR 1 DANCING, Cor. Main and Clinton Sts. 12 Lessons, $3. Beginners. Tuesday and Thursday even- ings. Advanced, Monday and Saturday evenings. KATHARINE TEMPLE’S CLASSES Friday evening, 8 (ill 10:30; Saturday afternoon, 3 till 5. Miss Katharine Temple, Chas. H. Temple. Banzee Tailor We have removed our establishment into larger quarters. We are now pre- pared to complete any work submitted. 122 Market St. Close to Morgan’s Music Store pQine 519 Main St., announce ready for your inspection their exclusive styles in Women’s Outergarments— a showing in keep- ing with the pre-eminence established as pro- viders of original and distinctive designs :: :: Schrader Bros. Drugs 501 MAIN STREET THE SPECTATOR 5J The Love of Pictures And the desire to produce them in some form are prom- inent characteristics in the human mind. Formerly lov- ers of the beautiful tried to garner up the choice bits of nature with the aid of the brush or pencil, but now how easy to save not only outline, but detail as Tf i i well, with the AOQ3.R We have them — all kinds, all sizes, One Dollar, up. Have you oo seen Our new line of Spring Shoes and Oxfords. They are beauties, in all the newest and most up-to- date patterns. If you want style, if you want a proper fit (which is half the style and wear), this is the place to buy. 'THE RELIABLE DRUGGIST’ SOUTHENO ERAAKL HSTREETBRIDGE. JOHNSTOWN. PENNA. ZANG’ n The HOME °f L J Good SHOES YOUNG cMEN'S SUITS SPRING STYLES READY-Blue Ser- ges, Grey Serges, and Neat Checks, single and double-breasted coats, peg pants r=.-rr.. -• — Prices $8.90 to $20 Guyer Soft and Stiff Hats BLACK = = PEARL $3.50 fjoHN Thomas Sons 52 THE SPECTATOR WE ARE HEADQUARTERS FOR Sleighs Sleds Blankets and Robes Carriages Buggies Wagons Farm Machi- nery Builders’ Hardware Cutlery, and Anything in the Hardware Line Call and let us name you prices on anything you need in our line. SWANK HARDWARE COMPANY Office Hours, 8 a. m. to 6 p. m. Telephone No. 440 DR. OWEN MORGAN DENTIST Jordan Building, Main Street Johnstown, Pa. Between Y. M. C. A. and Transfer Station, opposite the Park Misses’ and Children’s JUMPER SUITS ARE HERE IN MANY PRETTY STYLES They are models that are simplicity in itself as well as very elaborate creations. They come in fashionable plaids and mix- tures, also plain colors. You never se- lected from a more pleasing assortment. Prices range from $9.98 to $25 NATHAN’S ALWSTORlfUSY THE SPECTA TOR 53 TRY ONE OF Roth’s Sundae’s “THEY ARE EXCELLENT” EMIL K. ROTH Graduate in Pharmaey Opp. Cambria Theatre Spring Tailoring A fine showing of spring woolens in tha newest patterns in stripes, plaids, and all the newest shades ------- — ■ —: - L. H. Lauridsen BUILDING CLARK PORCH 122 Franklin Street, Three Doors from P. O. BEST GOODS, BEST TREATMENT. AND BEST PLACE TO BUY EVERYTHING IN ♦— - THE MUSIC LINE — “The Auditorium” Cor. Main and Jackson Streets, Opens Christmas Week Largest Roller Skating Rink in Pennsylvania. Skating surface 100x116 feet. Seating capacity for spectators, 2.000. Ladies’ parlors, gentle- men’s smoking rooms, wardrobes, refreshment stands, etc. ..-. ■■■■ : Admission 10 Cents :: :: Skates 25 Cents 54 THE SPECTATOR FRED MILLER Jrtistic Hair Cutting Fine Shaving Sterilized tools. Sanitary precaution to insure cleanliness 404 FRANKLIN STREET E. L T. Updegrave Are showing the finest line of Dainty White Goods in the city. Dainty Lingerie Shirt Waists, in all prices, from 98c up to $10.00. Hahnemann Medical College and Hospital PHILADELPHIA, PA. 848 Oldest Homoeopathic Medical College in the World 1907 Carefully graded course of four years. Exceptional opportunities for practical work in all departments. Clinical facilities are unexcelled : nearly 30,000 patients treated annually. Didactic and bedside instruction in Medicine, Surgery and Obstetrics. Laboratories thoroughly modern and equipped for individual work. Announcement and further information sent on application. HERBERT L. NORTHROP, M. D., Dean. Fisher Co. WHOLESALE Fine Old Whiskies and Imported Liquors California Wines and Brandies COLONIAL ANNEX MAIN STREET THE SPECTATOR 55 High School Doings graphi- cally described each week in Saturday Night, 5c per copy Union National Bank No. 143 FRANKLIN STREET (OPPOSITE PARK) 4 PER Interest paid on Savings Accounts CENT. opens an acccount. Withdraw $100 without notice. A strong bank that gives you courteous treatment CAPITAL, $200,000.00; SURPLUS AND PROFITS, $73,000.00 DIEGES CLUST “If we made It it's right Official Jewelers of the Leading Colleges Schools and Associations Class Pins, Fraternity Pins, Medals, Caps, Etc. Watches Diamonds, Jewelry----------------- 1123 Chestnut Street :: PHILADELPHIA Awake! BUY AN ALARM CLOCK BUY A HOWARD WATCH BUY A HAMILTON WATCH BUY AN ELGIN WATCH BUY A HAMPDEN WATCH BUY R. WALLACE SILVERWARE BUY COMMUNITY SILVERWARE FROM C. A. Lindsey We Sell Silverware Which We Positively Guar- 230 Bedford St. antee for as Years. We Give a Written Guarantee With Every Article Which Leaves the Store. 56 THE SPECTATOR Established 1841 “Notin the Combination” Samuel Lenharl Harry H. ‘Beiifoni CManufafturer of and wholesale and retail dealer in Harness and Harness Supplies. kAU kinds of Jobber in Saddlery Hardware. Insurance The most complete harness supply house in the city. Johnstown phone 424 Main St. Jordan Building 316, Bell phone 66. 106 Clinton street. Johnstown, rPa. PROFESSIONAL THOS. J. ITELL. 1 Attorney-at-Law, Suppes Building. LI W. STOREY, Attorney-at-Law, Suppes Building. p S. Murphy Bruce H. Campbell, 1X‘ Attorneys-at-Law, Dibert Building. ALVIN SHERBINE, Attorney-at-Law. Suppes Building. CRANK P. MARTIN, r Attorney-at-Law, Bank Building. I WALLACE PAUL. • Lawyer, Suppes Building. ZIMMERMAN'S LIVERY LEVERGOOD STREET EUGENE ZIMMERMAN, Proprietor Boarding and Sale Stable BELL TELEPHONE Stable J63 Residence 176 CITY TELEPHONE Stable 155 Residence 860 First National Bank 446 MAIN STREET 43 Years in Business Capital, Surplus, and Profits........$ 500,000.00 Total Resources......................4,200,000.00 Interest Paid on Savings Deposits THE SPECTATOR 57 Johnstown's First-Class The Young Men's Hotel Christian (Association The Capital Offer ■P. L. CARPENTER To cMembers Remodeled, and Furnished throughout with the best Gymnasium, Shower Bath, Swimming Pool. Night School for Employed young men and boys, Men’s Meetings, Bible Classes, At- tractive Social Resort, just the place to meet the fel- lows. cPopular prices, $2 to $3 per day Annual dues $5.00 Qualification . . . Character Rules . Gentlemanly Conduct American Plan For full information, inquire at Y. M. C. A.. Johnstown, Pa. Everything in the G T. WILLIAMS Kodak Line Dealer in CHARLES YOUNG Fancv Groceries tip Produce Prescription Druggist Dibert building, next to Tribune Office Cor. Market and Vine Sts. Phone 502 Top Notch in Down-toNow Quality Styles MODERATE PRICES tfNausht Hoerr I CORRECT FOOTWEAR I 58 THE SPECTATOR The Artist's Ideal : : : For sale only at the busy cor- _ I _ ner, Vine and Franklin Sts. ... 1 OrCll ±3rOS t lllC PAUL’S • ••• • •• • • Suppes coal co. — bituminous coal for domestic, and all other purposes. Call Order Office, 1054 City Line :: :: HAYS W. MATTERN Fancy Grocer A full line of the Best Dried Fruits, Canned Goods, and Fancy Specialties in the city