Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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COCHRAN AERIAL The queen turned pale, Be it so, They'1l die but he will live. The wish came true, Old John did liveg The sons were living, toog They all were happy at the last, This is a story true. ANNA C. SALOR. l. l- RUMPELSTILTSKIN A miller who was very poor, And liked to boast all day, He said one May day to the king Who chanced to walk that way, I have a daughter who can spin Fine gold out of the straw. Then said the king to the old man, Such magic ne'er I saw. Send her unto my castle strong, I'l1 see what she can do. If she can spin just like you say I'll ask her hand of you. And when they reached the castle walls And there the king they saw, The king then said, Now set to work And spin gold out of straw. If you do not do as I say To-morrow you shall die. And when he left her with these words The girl began to cry. And when she was still crying there A little dwarf came in. My pretty maid, why do you weep? I don't know how to spin. The little dwarf then said to her, And if I spin this skein What will you give me in return? She said, My golden chain. And so the little dwarf spun gold Until the straw was done. At sunrise then the king came in And said, I want a ton. Again she wept. The dwarf came in, Do help me spin again. And if I help you, said the dwarf, What will you give me then? Oh! Oh! the grateful maiden said, My best and only thingg If you will only spin this gold I'll give you my gold ring. Cseventy ninej

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COCHRAN AERIAL f Mr. Harris discussed center of gravity and how to find the center of gravity. The bell rang before he had finished his talk. The boys enjoyed the talk very much and are glad we are going to continue these discussions. CARL I-IOOVER, Term VIII. ..0..l... FAITHFUL JOHN Old John saw ravens up above, He listened as they said Things that would happen to his king, Oh, would that I were deadll' A horse would throw the king, they said, Old John the dagger drew, In the red roan's heart it pierced, One wish would not come true. A feast was held, the dance began, The bride turned pale and fell, Old John drew blood to save her lifeg With her all then was well. I . The king was angry with Old John, To prison you must go. I'm wrongly judged, Old John then said, For you my blood would How. He told them what the ravens saidg The kind said take him home. But John fell down all turned to stone, The king was then alone. The queen two little sons did have, They were her greatest joys. Their father loved them, but was sad, Though they were loving boys. The king was sad, Oh, John, he said, If I could have you here I'd never do as once I did, Your path I'd fill with cheer. The stone then said unto the king, Cut off the children's heads, Sprinkle their red blood over me, And I will not be dead. The king was shocked, but drew his sword, For him Old John had diedg But as he drew the stone spoke up, Thy wish is gratified. The king was filled with joy at this, He heard the queen come in, She was so very, very sad, Poor John had borne their sin. Dear wife, to life we'll bring him back, Our sons, for this we'll give. Cseventy eighth

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COCHRAN AERIAL And then the little dwarf he spun Until the sun was high, And when the straw was spun to gold The king came walking by. And still the king desired more gold. He called the maid to him, I'll take you for my bride, he said, If all this straw you spin. And so the maid called softly then, Please, little dwarf, come in, Some more straw I received to-day And into gold must spin. He said, Your Hrst child I will take, But when the morning came He said, I'll let you keep your child If you can guess my name. And so throughout the kingdom wide Three messengers she sent, To seek out all the queer old names These messengers were bent. When one was going through the woods He came upon a mound, There in a doublet all of green A dwarf was dancing 'round. And as he danced he sang a tune, The third day ends the game. Lucky for me that no one knows Rumpelstiltskin, my name. The next day when the dwarf returned She said, I know your name. Well, lady queen, what is it then? Run1pelstiltskin is your name. A witch told youl a witch told you! The dwarf he cried in ire. He struck his right foot in the earth With consequences dire. His right foot he had broken off, His left did also fail, And thus he died, the poor old dwarf, Thus ends this little tale. MARY YOUNG. A BALLAD-THE THREE BEARS There was once a forest, and living there Were a big and a small and a middle-size bear They'd a bed and a chair and a pot for their tea And they lived all together in sweet harmony One day the little bear said to the father, Ceishtyl