Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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16 SPECTATOR J View taken while approaching the Locks, Sault St. Marie ' The iirst day on board was passed in asking questions -the captain was very kind-and getting acquainted with the ship and its people. Erie was the first lake to be crossedg beyond this were the Detroit River and Lake St. Clair. Everything I saw was very interesting, but I was particu- larly impressed by the appearance in Lake St. Clair of sev- eral villages built, as Venice is, far out in the water. Each contained attractive homes and churches, everything, in fact, that a modern town requires but land. These villages were laid out as any other town is, except that they had canals for streets, and boats were used for all purposes of com- munication and transportation. After crossing Lake Huron, we came to Sault Ste. Marie. The water there was so shallow that locks had to be built, two on the United States' side and one on the Canadian. Between these two are the rapids which we see so often in pictures. Indians with canoes were there willing to take travellers over them. VVe were not permitted to set foot on the Canadian shore, for a group of Canadian guardsmen were stationed

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SPECTATOR 15 In the dressing-room after the game, Munch Higgins, the quarter-back, remarked, Well, Jimmie, I guess we can't say you have a 'yellow streak' any more. Thanks, Munch, acknowledged VVortl1, enthusiastical- ly, but I'd like to have it said about me that I have a 'yellow and blue streakf I-Ioo-ray for old Chester! ' And amidst the yelling and cheering, Jimmie NVortl1 was borne from the dressing-room to his home on the should- ers of his comrades. A Trip Up The Lakes B. R. C. '15 I reached Cleveland about noon one day in the latter part of August. Soon after my arrival I went down to the harbor and stood there on the shore, looking out over that vast expanse of water, Lake Erie. It was a beautiful day, although there was a breeze strong enough to stir up waves sufficient in height to dash over the breakwater and come into the harbor. The scene was so very enticing that I was glad when time came to board the ship and sail away. The Townsend, one of the largest of the lake boats, is used for the transportation of iron ore from Duluth to Cleveland. It is a modern boat and contains beautiful apar-t- ments for passengers, besides having a capacity for twelve- thousand tons of ore. It can be unloaded in four or five hours. This is done by cranes which drop immense grab buckets down into the ore. It is very interesting to watch. During the work I had an opportunity of asking some ques- tions about ore. For the benefit of other girls who might happen to be as ignorant as I was about it, I shall say that iron ore is a kind of clay dug from the earth. The deposits are often three or four hundred feet deep. It is usually dark red in color, though this varies somewhat. Cambria Steel Company uses daily about four thousand tons in their man- ufacture of steel.

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SPECTATOR 17 Interior View of the Locks, Sault St. Marie there, who, as soon as the boat entered the locks, shouldered their guns and paraded up and down the clock. They were not in the least formidable, however, indeed, they looked more like soldiers drilling in some musical comedy. Superior, the largest of the Great Lakes, was then be- fore usg and this it took a day and a half to cross. In this, there was very little of anything habitable, and for hours at a time we saw nothing but water and probably a ship or two skirting the distant horizon. VVe neared Duluth, Minnesota, about ten o'clock one evening and for several hours we sat on the lookout, the very top of the boat, and watched the scintillating lights of the approaching city. These, seen at first only by the cap- tain with his glass, grew steadily brighter and brighter, and seemed to impart to me something of the joy and thankful- ness with which sailors must approach their homeland after long and dangerous voyages. The next morning we were anchored at Duluth. A large grain-elevator was the first object to engage my atten- tion, and it was much easier there to remember that Minne-