Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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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

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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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THE SPECTATOR 9 cowardice. But the man was determined. He would not go alone to that church in the night. Would he go if the deacon went with him? Yes, he would do that, very well. And so they started-the servant. who could go alone, but wouldn't, carrying on his back his masterg the deacon, who would go alone, but couldn't. While on the journey the deacon horrified his servant by telling him tales of the things the ghouls which haunted the churchyard had done in the past and might be expected to do in the future. But when they neared the graveyard the deacon became silent. For, to tell the truth, he was frightened by his own stories. When they reached the graveyard, however, he had enough courage to tell his ser- vant to cheer up, as the ghouls would probably take him, the master, and spare the servant, out of gratitude to the latter for bringing them the deacon. Bnt he immediately reversed this, and stated that, after all, the ghouls would probably take the servant, as he was the fatter of the two, and it was well known that the ghouls preferred fat men td lean ones. When they entered the graveyard the deacon again became quiet. They crossed the 'graveyard in silence. They neared the church. They approached the steps be- hind which, unknown to them, crouched the waiting sheep thief. Suddenly, when they were not more than ten feet from the steps, there arose against the white church a large black figure, which asked in a hollow, hungry voice: ls he a fat one? I' I' -I -I As soon as he recovered from his fright, the servant dropped his master, and started 'cross country for home. He made the journey in record-breaking time. But, not- withstanding his speed, he found his master, the one-time paralytic, arrived there ahead of him.