Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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18 SPECTATOR Well, we promised to go in town, and believe me. Betty, I am might sorry I am not coming. Ohl well, I am sorry, too, replied Betty as she walked into the cottage. The living room was soon made to represent a har- vest scene, decorated with pumpkins, leaves, and corn stalks. Everything was ready for an evening of fun, even the apples and doughnuts were dangling on cords from the ceiling. About eight o'clock the pumpkins were lit and all other lights were turned off, for the guests were soon to arrive. After all the other guests had arrived, a lonely ghost entered. They bobbed for apples, danced, and toasted marsh- mellows until the time came to unmask. All were eager to see who was who, and especially to see who the ghost Was. Betty was surprised to see the ghost turn out to be Dorothy. When the girls had played every Hallowe'en game that had ever been originated, some one suggested that each one take a mirror and a candle and go down the cellar steps backwards, to see her future husband. Then the question rose as to who would go first. This was settled by Dorothy who went first because she.was a ghost and should not be frightened in the dark. She was given a mirror and a candle and taken to the head of the cellar steps. She looked down into the darkness and hesitated a moment. Then she slowly decended. As she approached the bottom of the steps, her candle went out suddenly and she rushed up the stairs declaring excitedly that she had seen a refiection of Jimmy Lang in her looking glass. No one else would go down. So Betty whose curiosity had been aroused, at last ventured. When she reached the foot of the stairs she saw Bob Worthington'sf reflection and her light went out. She ran up excitedly and told of her adventure.

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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.

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3----VMSPECTQTQR 19 Other girls then attempted to look into their future, but in vain. They were either scared by groans and moans or a light puff of air blew their candles out. The next morning Jimmy innocently asked Betty what kind of a time she had at her party. She told him about the fun they had had and then about the faces in the mirror. Jimmy made a hasty retreat and as he was disappearing down the hall, Betty called after him. Oh! James Lang! I know Where you were last night! Ha1loWe'en Mary Kershaw, '20 'Tis HalloWe'en, said little Jim, And I must cut some capers. So home he ran on both his legs And found a pile of papers. With these, said he, I'll have a spree, I'll surely do some scaring, For I intend to make a suit That'll be above comparing. With rapid strokes he made a coat, And then began the breeches, In five more minutes done I'll be, Said he, And ain't these peaches? My sister Mary will be sorry She ever passed this way, For I will scare her so completely She'll ever rue the day. Aunt Caroline was asked to dine And on her way to dinner, A paper ghost had bid her stop- 'Twas Jim, the little sinner.