Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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16 SPECTATOR water. You're doing fine. Now stand up for a while and take a rest. Desperately Betty tried to stand, but her feet in- sisted on staying up. My feet, she gasped, as she clung to Louise. I can't get them down. With the aid of Louise, she finally stood erect, and as she got over her fright, she ventured farther out. O, Louise, I just love it now. I'm not the least bit afraid. I believe I could live in the water-become a mermaid, she laughed. It's glorious, Wonder-!! Ouch! Louise! Bob! a crab!! Oh, my foot! she screamed frantically. A shark! cried an excitable old lady, who heard Betty's screams. Amid much excitement, Bob and Louise finally got Betty to shore, and she groaned aloud while the cause of her pain was being removed. Betty was too much taken up with her own troubles to notice the surprised glances and excited exclamations of those around her. Sudden- ly she heard someone remark, What luck! I wish I were in her shoes! exclaimed another. Why was she lucky in having a horrible old crab clinging to her foot? Where is the crab? she finally faltered. Crab! Crab! shouted Bob. It was Mrs. Van Buran's diamond brooch sticking through your bathing- shoe. She probably lost it on the beach, and the tide washed it out, until it lodged in the sand. Then you came along. By the way, what Will you ever do with your hundred dollars? My hundred dollars! exclaimed Betty. My hun- dred dollars? Why, what do you-oh, now I remember, Bob! And a vision of a passenger train, a newspaper headline, and an excited brother passed before her like a flash! Well, that surely was a generous crab!

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SPECTATOR 3 15 O, come, Betty, you're not too tired, urged Bob. I'm sorry, but I can't swim, so you go, Bob, and I'll watch. But after further persuasion, Betty, in a borrowed bathing suit, went along, promising to amuse herself watching the other bathers. Why-why-it looks perfectly easy, she remark- ed, after watching the other girls for a while. I be- lieve I'1l try, too. Sure! Come on, Louise! We'll see that she does- n't drown! Bob called. Betty had never attempted to swim, and it looked like great fun, but she hesitated. Afraid you'll get wet? taunted Louise. Just hold on to me until you get used to it. The deeper they went into the water, the dizzier Betty became, as she looked out over that vast rising and falling ocean. I-I believe I wouldn't mind it so much if I could go backwards and look at the shore, she faltered. Oh! you just imagine it. You're not game to wade out up to your neck, bantered Louise. Well, you'll see, Betty answered. You know, Betty, said Bob as he swam up to her, this place is just full of crabs. It's awful if one gets hold of you, but-why, you're not scared, are you? N-no, oh no! from Betty. If you look around a bit, you can see lots of things swimming around-fish and crabs, he teased, and swam away. Betty looked around and shivered. O oooo! she gasped, as she got a mouthful of water, I c-can't g-ge-get me br-breath. I w-want to g-go back. I thought you were game, laughed Louise, swim- ming up to her. Just keep your feet and hands going and you can't go under. That's it! Only keep your feet under

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- QPECTATOR 17 QA Ha1loWe'en Party' Margaret Kaylor, '18 Well, boys, I have a peachy plan for Hallowe'en, Jim said to his two best chums as he met them on the corner. Fine! let's have it! shouted Bob and Jack to- gether. Betty is having a party on Hallowe'en, just girls! Don't you see the fun? We'll be the uninvited guests. She wants me to come and said I could bring both of you if you would mask so you could not be recognized. But don't forget, we are going in town Thursday night, if she says anything to you about coming. I am willing to bet there will be a scared bunch of girls in our cottage. Have you changed your mind about coming to my party, Jimmy? asked Betty, the same evening. You know mother will be cross if you don't come. Oh! I told you I couldn't come. Father wouldn't blame me for not staying in on Hallowe'en. You are perfectly horrid for saying such a thing. I though I was doing you a favor by asking you to a party with so many nice girls. You know well enough you would come if Dorothy were here, but I can't help that she is out of town. I did my part by inviting her. Too late now, replied Jimmy jokingly, but we'll help decorate. How will that be, Bet? You needn't bother being so accommodating, es- pecially in doing that which was not asked of you, James Lang, and Betty's tone was indignant as she walked away. On the morning of her party as she came from the woods with her arms filled with branches of beautiful leaves, she made a pretty picture. Bob Worthington was standing on the corner and Betty called to him, Why Betty, I am mighty sorry I am not coming.