Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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20 THE SPECTATOR this much, however-it would be held at 6 a. m. so that every one would have a free day. ' At 2 o'clock in the afternoon some twenty pigeons, Mrs. G. W. and Mrs. W. B. included, all members of the society, gathered on the housetop where the meetings were held. Some- thing extraordinary had happened, as was evident by the ex- citement among the pigeons. It certainly was too bad you stayed at home instead of attending the meeting as you should have done, said Mrs. W. B. Mrs. Fan Tail arrived promptly at 6:00, called order, and the business of the meeting was begun. She talked and talked about something that was very tiresome. She never finished that speech, however, and that is the reason a second meeting was called now, for there began an awful whirring sound that increased every minute and seemed to be on all sides of us at once. Mrs. Fan Tail was looking up in the sky at the moment. She screamed, and we looked, first at her, then at the sky. There, away up in the blue, sailed a something that dipped and dived and turned and twisted gracefully. It was a golden color in the sunlight, and it made the noise which frightened us. Then, as we looked, there came right out of the sky a great bang and a puff or two of smoke. Mrs. F. T.'s tail stood up with terror, and I suppose I was as badly scared as the rest. The echoes of one bang had scarcely died before it was fol- lowed by another and louder bang. I never was so frightened in all my life! And there were so many of those loud explo- sions ! Mrs. W. B. paused for breath. Did you hear them ? she asked. Did I hear them? repeated Mrs. G. W. I was so frightened, I almost fell off the roof of the Fort Stanwix Hotel, and I-my goodness l she screamed, interrupting herself, there are the Somethings and they're letting the stars fall! Look ! Stars falling? Nonsense! came from Mrs. W. B., but she was not long a doubter. Truly the stars were falling! 1

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THE SPECTATOR 19 A Eirifa Smprrwainn nf Ihr Arrnplmw Rachel Dibert, '21 Mrs. G. VV. Pigeon alighted on top of a bird house and looked about her. None of her friends were in sight. A bird house is not a good place from which to view the surrounding city, so she flew away in search of the one pigeon she wanted to see and could not End. Across a street, through a back yard, over several house tops she flew, and there on the curb- stone below her was another pigeon. This pigeon was quite as large as Mrs. G. W. and equally as good looking, if birds are called good looking in Birddom. Mrs. G. W. Pigeon flew down and greeted her friend, Mrs. W. B. Pigeon. They exchanged conlidences and then: I must be leaving you, Mrs. White Breasted Pigeon, said Mrs. G. W. Mr. Pigeon promised to patch our nest today and I know he'1l never do it unless I remind him. He wanted to put it off till tomorrow morning, but if the people in this great city intend to have a holiday then, I think we should have one, too. Stay one moment, Mrs. Gray Winged Pigeon, said Mrs. W. B. Why are the people having a holiday here? They are not having one in the towns to west ot us. Have they beaten another nation of Germans, or has their President declared a holiday ? Mrs. G. W. stared scornfully at Mrs. W. B. Don't you know P she asked. Tomorrow is Victory jubilee Day. And with that Mrs. W. B. had to be content. :sf 4: 4: af af PF fr uf af 4: Victory Jubilee Day dawned bright and clear, and with the dawn all the birds were up. Now every two weeks a meet- ing of the Household Society was held and all lady pigeons were expected to attend, and most of them did. It happened that this was meeting day. Many of the pigeons wanted the meeting postponed, but Mrs. F. F. Pigeon, who was chairman, had said it didn't matter who was having a holiday, or when they were having it, the meeting would go on. She conceded

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THE SPECTATOR 21 And falling from those circling, swooping Things up in the sky. Look over there! Look l shrieked Mrs. G. W. Every bird looked. Down from the sky came a strange creature. It looked like a bird. It looked like-nothing the birds had ever seen. Frightened and wondering, the birds Hew around the city. Then, when all the strange things were gone, as Mrs. F. T. arrived, they quieted down and attended the meeting. When the business was finished Mrs. F. F. addressed the pigeons in a little speech, part of which may interest you: Ladies, these big things that made the 'whirring noise' are machines that sail in the air, aeroplanes. The 'banging' was made by exploding bombs. The 'falling stars' were pro- grams, and the 'animals' balloons. In summing up the events of this day, I might say that these things which terrorized us were brought here to make pleasure for the people of this city. These things cannot in any way harm us. But, Mrs. F. T. continued, if youwere to have your wish, would you want more holidays with amusements like these? Yes or no ? The pigeons voted, and the wonder of it was that only Mrs. W. B. voted aye, Perhaps she was more adventurous than the rest. Perhaps she understood the strange birds. Perhaps she even understood the deep significance of the Vic- tory jubilee.