Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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COCHRAN AERIAL A GOOD DAY'S FISHING SPOILED Every time I go fishin', somethin' always turns up to keep me from havin' a good time. That pesky little brat of a Jack spoiled my plans last week. One evenin' after supper when dad was in a good humor, I asked him if I could fishin', and take his new pole. He finally allowed me to go if I would be very careful of the pole. I had dug all my worms that afternoon, and Jacky must have seen me and suspected I was goin' f1shin', because I certainly hadn't told him, and no one but dad, mom and sis knew. Well, I laid my plans to start at five o'clock the next morning. When I woke up, I dressed and went down cellar to get the worms and dad's rod. After cookin' and eatin' breakfast I took my pole an' lunch, and sarted off. I didn't expect to be back until late in the afternoon. I went to the cross- roads an' then cut across the fields to Simpson's fishin' hole. It sure was a grand mornin', and I whistled as I walked along. When I got to the fishin' hole, I sat down an' threw in my line. I had caught three good-sized fish, when suddenly I heard a splash an' a scream, Oh, Jim, a whale cotched me! The little scamp had followed me, an', sittin' down to fish, caught his line on a snag. He had pulled too hard, lost his bala11ce, and fallen in the water. Well, I ran along the bank to where he had fallen in, jumped out of my coat an' into the water, an' pulled the little rascal out. We were both soaked to the skin, an' so when we got back to where I had been F1shin', I wrapped my coat around him. I didn't want him to get sick, even if he was such a nuisance. He was still holdin' his pole, but my lunch an' fish an' dad's pole were gone! I certainly didn't enjoy the long walk home, for part of the way I had to carry Jack. His mother was so glad to see him safe that she didn't even scold him. Dad was as cross as Z1 bear when he heard about his pole, but it really wasn't my fault. That afternoon a man who works for the newspaper in town came to our house and asked to see me! A farmer had seen Jacky fall in and had told him. I told the whole story and felt mighty proud to see my name in the paper the next clay. He asked me a lot of questions, and finally gave me my lunch, fish, an' dad's rod. The farmer had seen a boy steal them. When dad saw his rod again, he sure was glad, a11d went around the whole day talkin' about his brave son Jim. KATHARINE MILLHOFF, Term VI. loiti AUNT BELLE Sitting in a large and comfortable rocker by a window through which the last rays of sun are peeping, Aunt Belle is taking one of her daily naps. Her graying hair is pulled tightly back over her head and coiled in a large knot. Her chin is buried deep in her neck and her large, dimpled hands are folded placidly in her lap. A kindly smile spreads over her rosy face. Even in her sleep she is planning some kindness. MARION REITZ, Term VIII. . , A JUNIOR LIFE SAVING TEST A Junior Life Saving Test is no easy task. I practiced mine a month before I attempted it. The first thing I did was the clothes swim. This is done by jumping in the water with a pair of tennis shoes, a middy, and a skirt over your bathing suit. These you must take off under water and then swim a hundred yards. The second thing is a surface dive. You must dive from the surface of the water and bring up a ten-pound weight and three other articles. The next things are the grips. You have a victim who, first, grabs you around fsixty on el

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COCHRAN AERIAL , ,, the neck and then double grip on one wrist and back strangle hold. These you must be able to break. The fourth thing I had to do was my carries-the head carry, the hair carry, the cross-chest carry, and the tired swimmer's carry. As a reward you get a diamond shaped pin, a diamond shaped emblem, and a membership card to the Junior Life Savings Corps. JACQUELINE CARMES, Term VIII. 0 A COLLECTION OF CANES Most people have hobbies. One of my father's is collecting canes. He has collected quite a number of them from different countries. He has two from the United States. One is an orange stick made from an orange tree in Los Angeles. The other one he made himself from an oak tree in Quakertown. One of his collection came from Mexico. This cane was made by a Mexican Indian and is very brilliantly colored and skillfully made. On this is carved a snake and a lizard and the Mexican coat of arms. Another one of his collection is the black thorn cane from Ireland. There are two which he prizes very much, these came from the holy land. One is from Palestine made from an old oak tree, the other is a cedar cane from Mount Lebanon. These are very roughly made. This completes the collection. He soon expects to receive one from the redwoods of California. KATHRYN HEEBNER, Term VIII. ll0l THE SPOILED CHILD Percy, darling, called mother. Oh, what do you want? was his snappy reply. You know you must practice your music lesson now. I am not, I practiced my music lesson last evening, and I'n1 not practicing it to-night, dad said I didn't have to. Oli, all right, dear, you run along and play marbles, then, if your daddy said so, she replied. Gee, kids, that's another time I got out of practicing, why clon't you try lying a little bit, it don't hurt you any, said Percy. A Yes, said John, but all of us don't have a mother like yours. ALVERTA COY, Term VIII. BABY BARBARA Little Barbara is the most cheerful person in our family. As she stands clapping her little hands, her brown eyes twinkle with laughter. Every feature of her face seems to smile, for even her little nose wrin- kles as the corner of her mouth turns up. Her slender little body fairly quivers with excitement. She is the baby and rules the rest of the family with her smiles. PI-IYLLIS LEHMAN, Term VIII. 0.i NANNY HAS A COLLISION As I entered the kitchen of my aunt's house, there seemed to be much excitement. There, in the doorway leading to the dining room, sat Nanny, a fat roly-poly negress with skin like patent leather. Her cheeks were smeared with white frosting. In her lap was a mass of lumps and crumbs, which at one time had been a large, white, layer cake. I had a wreck wif my choo-choo, said Tommy. After that I then realized that Nanny had stumbled over Tommy in the doorway. After many groanings and gruntings, she rose to her feet. I's so skeered I's turnin' white, she said, glancing at herself in the mirror. And look at mah cake! All de frostin' am done slid off it! ETHEL BIRK, Term VIII. fsixty threej