Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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THE SPECTATOR 7 Our Pet Kittenf BY MARIE WEITZ, '09 WHILE sitting by my window reading I chanced to look out toward the garden, where I had just planted some pansies. There I saw Tom and Dick having the gayest kind of frolic among my plants. Nly Hrst im- pulse was to chase them off, but l could not help pausing a moment to watch them in their sport. Tom and Dick are two pet kittens belonging to our household. They receive as much attention as if they were persons. They are exactly alike, being of a light yellow color with white spots on their paws and faces. When I tell you that they are only two months old you can judge their size. They are as playful as only two kittens can be. While they romp about they appear like two balls of light yellow wool. They always play together and never quarrel. As I was loath to see my pansy stalks broken by their frolic, I chased the rogues away. Off they scampered over the grass and were soon enjoying a game of rough and tumble on the lawn. An Old Welsh Story BY BRUCE C. WILLIAMS - 66 ND the hrst man that gets a sheep will take it to the haunted churchyard and wait for the other. But I don't like that haunted graveyard. You know they tell strange tales about it, and- Oh, don't be afraid of a lot of old women's stories. I guess the gravestones won't hurt you. l'm not afraid. I guess l'm as brave as anybody else around here. Well, then, show it, and go to the graveyard as soon as you have your sheep. Very well, theng have it your own way. Thus did these two wicked Welsh sheep thieves ap- point their place of meeting. A safe meeting place it was.

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6 THE SPQECTATOR instructions. The coach jubilantly thought his wilful pupil had reformed. The night of the game had come. On the way to the game Auburn met the coach and told him to go to blazes and get someone else to play center. The coach was so dumbfounded that all he could do was to turn and walk away. Auburn, however, went to the game, taking an inconspicuous place behind a row of girls where he would not likely be recognized. Then came the game. To be brief, High School were played off their feet in the Hrst half, and, despite the Hne work of the guards, the score stood eighteen to six in favor of Prep. At the end of the half Auburn saw the look of despair on the coach's face and felt sorry for his conduct. Upon hearing a girl near him say, lf John Auburn were in the game we should win yet, he began to think, and decided that perhaps she was right. Then quietly leaving his seat, he slipped into the dressing room. . As the second half was just about to start, Auburn, in his basketball suit, walked from the dressing room across the floor to where the coach stood and in a frank voice said to him, I played you about as dirty a trick as a fellow could, but I'm sorry for it. If you'll let me play, l'll go in and play my best. But his request was drowned by the pleading of his teammates, and the coach consented. In the half that followed Auburn played the game of his life. He had his opponent completely up in the air. Everywhere was he to be found. Even the far-famed Prep. guards could not stop him. With a minute to play, High School tied the score, and a well-thrown basket by Allison, a High School forward, won such a game as had never before been played on that floor. John Auburn had won two games that night. ...,.,X.LLQQ!.:f..,., ' 4f0J'fB5N '

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8 THE SPECTATOR For, since the churchyard was haunted, and haunted by ghouls-horrible monsters who ate the flesh of men-it was not visited by many people after nightfall. ' - The sheep thieves parted, and went off in search of plunder. The timid one had good luck, and was the Hrst to secure a sheep. Then, according to agreement, he car- ried his sheep to the graveyard. He was a very brave man. When he arrived at the churchyard he went directly to the church, where he hid behind the church steps, and waited. He had to wait for a long time, for his partner did not come. It was dark. The moon and stars were clouded over. lt was cold. He shivered, and crouched nearer the warm body of the sheep which he had stolen. His partner evidently had been obliged to travel far for his sheep. But at last he heard some one coming. lt must be his partner. He peered out cautiously. ln the darkness he could see dimly the Hgure of a man approaching. This man carried something large and heavy on his back. Surely it was his partner. For who else would come to this haunted churchyard in the dead of night, with a heavy burden on his back? , Still, caution is best. So he waited until the approaching figure was within ten feet of the church steps. Then he rose up and spoke. as in an 4 ' One of the deacons of the church with which the haunted graveyard was connected was a paralytic. He could not walk. But he had a trusty servant who carried him about. This deacon was also very stubborn, and ac- customed to have his own way. On the very same evening on which the sheep thieves made their expedition the deacon suddenly remembered that there was in the church a certain book that he wanted, and wanted badly. So he called his servant to him, gave him the key to the church, and instructed him to make haste to the church and--. But he gave no further direc- tions. The servant interrupted and said that he would not go alone to that church after dark, for the churchyard was haunted. The deacon raved. He reproached his servant with