Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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COCI-IRAN AERIAL A DESCRIPTION Standing on part of the breast of the old South Fork dam, I see near me rough ground, and many trees and rocks scattered around like leaves that have fallen off a tree. Looking down I see huge rocks, a bare place, several patches of trees, and then the bottom of what used to be a beautiful lake. Shrubs and willows grow down there and a small stream Hows through the break of the dam. Further up in the valley I see a small town that has been built on the lake bottom. CAMPBELL RUTLEDGE, Term VII. 0. , THE LITTLE TYKE Wall I was late with my milk as 'twas, but when -I saw the little tyke, just about so big, all rigged out to go Hshin', I says, says I, 'Si Perkins, here's where you give that little feller a lift.' He got in and hid between the milk cans, an right smart little lad he was, too. At the fishin' hole, he got out and thanked me, and looked all around for some one. I went to the next farm house, and I had just delivered my milk, when I heard a screamin'. I came right back, and here was the little tyke all dripping wet in a big lad's arms: so I brung 'em both back to you, Ma'arn, quick as a wink, soon's I knowed where they belonged. DOROTHY RESSLER, Term VI. . BLUE BEARD The mighty Blue Beard sought a wife, He hunted far and wide, Until a neighbor's daughter fair Said she would be his bride. 'Tis said he was a cruel man, VVl1o wore a great long knife, And which he used at frequent times To slaughter off a wife. But what would happen to this maid, Who now had grown to be The warmest spot in his cruel heart, So fair and good was she? These words he spoke to her 0116 day, To far-off land I sail, To you I give these keys of mine, Endeavor not to fail. These will open my chest of gold, To friends his treasures rare, But this wee key it opes a room In which you must not stare. When he had gone, she did display To friends his treasure rare, But pondered long o'er his command, Which drove her to despair. So from her company she ran And disappeared from sight, Ctifty threej

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COCI-IRAN AERIAL And came up to the little room, She stood transfixed with fright. Then from his rings she snatched the key, . And open came the doorg Her startled gaze saw bodies there, And blood upon the floor. The key fell from her nerveless hand Upon the blood-soaked floor, And as she grasped it quickly up 'Twas stained with blood all o'er. Mad with fright she closed the door, And ran upstairs apace, And scoured the key with soap and sand To take off every trace. But scrub and scour as she might try, The blood stain still held fast, She could 11Of scour or rub them off, Sad was her plight, alas! And in the midst of all the woe Her heart most froze with fear, She heard of Blue Beard drawing nigh, His footsteps she could hear. He bade her bring the keys to him, And carefully scanned them o'er, And saw the tell-tale smallest. key Still dripping stained with gore. For this you die! he harshly cried, And seized her by the heady Her brother, thank good fortune, came, And struck old Blue Beard dead! OLGA HENNING, Term VIII. . THE LAST RESORT After we had been in Kentucky a few weeks, one of Mr. Knuckles' sons, John, became very sick. I-Ie was getting worse and we were not able to do much with the few medicines we had with us. Mr. Knuckles decided as a last resort to send for Dr. Little. We were soon to End out why he had said As a last resort. It had been raining hard all day a11d the ground was soggy and slippery. The streams which had been so low were now overflowing their banks. Nevertheless, two mountain boys with Jack and Pete fthe sure-footed mulesj agreed to go the two miles to Dr. Little's shack. It was about three o'clock in the morningg Miss Bowman and I were with John. The lamps had been turned low and the fire was burning brightly. Everything was stillg only Iohn's heavy breathing could be heard when- Say, there, Pete, watcha trying ta do? Unhitch these mules. They're about as wet as I am. The loud nasal voice awakened Mr. Knuckles. Hi, there, Rev., heerd ya had a sick boy out here. He thumped up the steps, blustered into the room and I had my first Cfifty hvej , ,