Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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sP1zcTAToR Uhr High Svrhnnl Svpvrteltnr Truth to the fact and a good spirit in the treatment VOL. XIX JOHNSTOWN, PA., NOVEMBER, 1916 No. 1 Dawn R. G., '11 How lovely, dark, and long doth seem that night When in the shadows Sleep doth hesitate, While patiently thou for thy rest dost wait, Or else dost cheer the darkness into flight! Far off across the city, what a sight: The darksome mist of night with evil freight With faint red light is streaked. The gate Of dawn's ajar. The sky becometh bright. On such a night I saw the waning moon, And stars fade with the coming morn. A dog Far 03 across the town did howl. And blue Against the sky a tower rose. Then soon Each twig on the horizon through the fog Was tipped with opal fire and rosy hue.

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Find your happiness in your work, for it is the only real happiness you will ever know.

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6 SPECTATOR QA Case of Identity' J. Milton Murdock, '17 'Noticel S5000 Reward for Capture of Red Sturdyl' Hello! that sure is some amount! Thus spoke David Alloy, red-headed, six feet two inches of human brawn. Alloy had left his Wife and come to Alaska recently to try his luck in God's Country. However, his efforts had been unsuccessful so far, and he had just about made up his mind to leave the country, when he noticed the large poster nailed to a tree. After reading it again, he went quickly into his hut and fitted himself for a long journey. In an amazingly short time he came out, pack in hand, took a last look at his rough shelter, and started merrily up the trail, muttering, I'll get that money-or-. ll' Ik Pl' 4' ik Ik Ik He was gone a week before he succeeded in finding a sign of the fugitive, Red Sturdy. Then he found a trail in the mountains and one evening, after following this trail all day, he was stooping over his fire frying fish, when a crunching of the snow attracted his at- tention. He turned slowly around. Instinctively his hand went up to his gun. A man staggered out of the bushes, looked around furtively, and then crouched by the fire. Can't you give a fellow something to eat? the stranger asked, as he noticed Alloy. I'm just about all in! These last words aroused David to action and soon his guest was eating dry bread and salmon ravenously and gulping down hot coffee with such rapidity that David feared the consequences. Well, that sure was good! It's pretty lucky I happened on your fresh trail. I guess I would have starv- ed if I had to go thru another night without grub. It is lucky! A fellow doesn't come across luck like that very often--but, tell me something about your- self, and Alloy sat down beside the fire.