Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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6 SPECTATOR October, then, unlocks the door To fall days-bleak and soberg All hai lto Autumn with its lore Of happy song and labor. - . Kitty's Romance Margaret Speicher, 'l 7 15. ITTING in the doorway of a big cabin of an early S English settlement in America, was a pretty girl of twenty. Her sweet sad face was fair, with but a hint of pink in her cheeks. Long eyelashes drooped over her deep blue eyes, as she busily drew her needles in and out among the soft gray wool of her knitting, and her pretty curly hair shone, as the sunshine fell upon it. Now and then a sigh escaped her lips, as her eyes eagerly watched the trail. Suddenly, she threw her work aside, and, springing to her.feet, ran .down the narrow trail to meet her father with an affectionate kiss. Oh, daddy, have you'again been unsuccessful about- but-but I can tell by your face you have no good news of him! Tut, tut, Kitty. You have been patient, very pa- tient. I have news, daughter, but as you say, it is not good news. Oh, daddy, you have found him? Oh, dear daddy, tell me, is he alive? Is he well? That I cannot say, Kitty. I have not found him, but I have found his parents. Tom has disappeared. They know nothing of him, but they fear he has wandered about and lost his way in the forest. That was only six months ago. Do not lose hope, little woman, there is yet time. Kitty Barnes was an English girl who had come to America two years previous. She had been the playmate

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SPECTATOR 5 Uhr thigh Svrhnnl Svpvrtatnr Truth to the fact and ll' good spirit in the t'reutme11f Von. XVII. JoHNsTowN, PA., OCTOBER, 1915 No. 1 October' James Piper ' 16. October days have come at last, The summer days are endedg The chill winds of the northern blast With soft breezes now are blended. This is the month when busy minds O'er studies grave are pouring: Methinks I hear the wintry winds Around the schoolhouse roaring. Midst flowers gay, in summer time, The heart in rapture posesg But nothing cheers this soul of mine Like chestnuts and red noses.

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SPECTATOR ' 7 of Tom Morris in childhood, and when older, they grew to love one another. Both families were wealthy. When eighteen, Kitty was much in the society of Henry Gra- ham, a close friend of Tom's. This led Tom to think she loved Henry, and that she held only a sisterly affec- tion for himself. About this time his father lost his for- tune and the family decided to leave England and go to America, and there, start anew. Tom, unable to bear his grief in the society of Kitty, went with them. After his arrival in America, he sent a letter to Kitty, telling her that he had always bored her, but as he saw that she had learned to care for Henry, he could not bear it, and so had left the country. Poor Kitty was heartbroken when she read this. She knew then how much she cared for Tom. She would not rest until she had persuaded her parents to take her to America in search of him. Misfortune followed them, for they had lived in America only one year when Mrs. Barnes died, but Kitty and her father stayed on and con- tinued the search. Nothing, however, had been learned of the Morrises until now, when Mr. Barnes discovered Tom's parents. Kitty's courage almost failed her, when she thought of the suffering her lover was probably now enduring, even possibly dying. She burst into tears, and in vain, her father tried to comfort her. Just then a light step was heard, and the next mo- ment Kitty was folded in the arms of a pretty, graceful Indian girl. Ah, Itimpa, I have at last heard of Tom's parents, but Tom has disappeared, and is now probably dying, sobbed poor Kitty. He maybe los'g maybe huntin' you. You patient, don' now give up hope. Look at present me brought you. Itampa held up a woven basket of bended roots, filled with green velvet moss, and deep purple violets.