Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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14 THB SPECTATOR we should see the dress parade. We were not disappointed. At the second sound of the bugle, all the companies marched to the parade ground and lined up. The band came out, followed by two men bearing the flags. There are two flags carried with the parade, the stars and stripes and the flag of peace. Armed guards march at each side of the bearers and woe to him who attempts to harm them! The band fell into position and played while the sol- diers lined up in two long lines, each company being headed by the captain. The colonel advanced to the front and the officer of the day took his position, The captains ran their men thru the various drills, and at last all stood at atten- tion, The ofhcer of the day then received the reports from the captains and he, in return reported to the superior ofhcer. The colonel then advancing stated that Major - would be the ofhcer for the following day. The order for advancing was given and all the ofhcers came forward, saluted, and turned to face the men. The band struck up a tune and the parade began. lt was a beautiful sightg the men in their close-fitting khaki suits, the ofhcers' brilliant uniforms and flashing swords, and above all, Old Glory. The fhg was carried in the middleof the parade. As the line pissel the officers, they took off their hats and placed them reverently over their hearts until the flag had passed. The observance of this custom was required of all specta- tors. lt was an inspiring sight to see every man and boy on the grounds take his hat off as the flag passed. After the soldiers had marched around the parade ground a few times, they marched toward the main building. They were well drilled, each gun being held at exactly the same angle, every foot coming down at the same instant, as they marched up the walk. When they reached the headquarters they disbanded. The parade was over.

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THE SPECTATOR I3 amphitheatre, passing the Giant's Pipe Organ, at which the musician sat who entertained His Majesty with his Hne playing. The coloring along the cliff is beautiful. The rich reds and salmons of the rocks, and the bright green of the grass harmonized perfectly with the cloudless blue of the sky and the tossing blue-green of the sea below. The vicinity of the region is rich in legends, among the most accepted of which is that of how a Scotch giant pre- pared to cross over to Ireland to settle a feud which had long existed between him and an lrish giant. When the latter's wife saw him crossing the Causeway, she devised a scheme by which she might save her husband. She hid her infant son, and in his stead placed her husband in the cradle. When the Scotch giant arrived and asked to see her husband, she replied: He is not at home, but you may see his three-month old baby if you wish. When he saw the size of the supposed infant, he became alarmed. He marveled, and wondered what the father could be like, if his son were of such large size. Thus the strife ended, and the Causeway fell into disuse. The regularity with which these columns are placed makes a tale of such an origin quite plausible. Dress Parade at the Barracks BY HAYDEN L. HEWS '12 WOUD and clear the notes of the bugle sounded on the cool morning air and dwindled away in the distance. lt was First call for dress parade. Instantly every one bestirred himself. The spectators all moved up to the edge of the parade ground, orderlies could be seen hurrying to and fro from the Ofhcers' Headquarters, and all the soldiers, who had been lounging around the park, went to- ward the headquarters, We could see, here and there about the various buildings, groups of men lining up to march to the parade ground. These soldiers belong to the regular standing army of the United States, the post being at Columbus, Ohio. We had gone to the barracks that morning with the hope that

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THE SPECTATOR K5 Mock Heroes C. E. IG. '10 'IROT often does a person have an opportunity to save a a human life, but this summer while visiting a small town on the seashore, a friend and I almost had the chance to become applicants for hero medals. The whole incident took place on a lazy afternoon, when most of tne summer cottagers dozed away in their hammocks, chasing mosquitos and dreaming of home. We two heroes, humbly unconscious of the great events await- ing us, were bowling duck-pins in a little resort along the ocean board-walk. Now and then one of us would step out of the stuffy room to get a breath of fresh air, and to brace us for a change of luck. During one of these nerve treat- ments, my friend noticed a few excited people running down the beach, where only a few bathers were enjoying the surf in the afternoon lull. After spreading an alarm, he left the alley with me to find the cause of the disturbance. ln a minute, by straining our eyes over the sea, we descried a black speck bobbing up and down abouttwo hun- dred yards from shore. The tide had just reached its low- est point, and was beginning to flow, lf only the swimmer could hold out afew minutes longer the tide might help him in to shore. But now something must be done, and that on the moment, as the old captain of the life saving crew was not there, and as the boat lay 'way up on the beach, high and dry from the water, one of the younger life-savers, thinking it an easy rescue, dashed out through the breakers toward the helpless swimmer. A companion swam after, floating a life preserver before him. By this time the shore was lined with a helpless multi- tude. ln spite of their frantic arm waving and shouted directions, the life-saver could not locate the drowning person over the low waves. Just at intervals could the body be seen nowg the tide was advancing rapidly, the crowd despaired, but in one last hope my companion raised a cry for the boat, which had been forgotten- in the excite- ment. Finally when two young college fellows consented to row, a score of hands pushed the boat over the sand to