Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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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

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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 V M up Y It,s such a fine day-such beautiful weather, For the sun is shining most everywhere, Suppose we go out for a walk together. And there was in this wood a maiden bright, Dancing and singing with never a careg But the bears did not know that near their home Was a sweet, pretty child with golden hair. Now she was looking for a place to rest, For she had been hunting the wild wood throughg She was happy, although hungry and warm, For she had found some flowers of every hue. And then she arrived at the home of the bears. She peeped through the window and-oh, dear mel Behold, she has opened the door and cried, What a beautiful place is this I see? ln the house she found both chairs and a table. She ate up the porridge that was there for her share Then she remembered that she had been tired, So she sat herself down on the little bear's chair. The chair gave way, she fell to the Hoorg She did not care, but to the bedrooms crept, And there she saw three beds in a row, So on the little bear's bed she slept. The bed was so soft that she slept at onceg But suddenly woke with a start and a cry, She had felt someone tugging at the spread, And there was the little bear standing by. Little Goldenlocks did not stay a minute But sprang through the window and ran away, For she thought she was followed by an angry bear. But the bears gazed after her in dismay. After all, they mused, she was very fair. But, oh, how fast little Goldenlocks flies! But still no bear catches up to her, And the next time Goldenlocks will be more wise. GRACE KIMMEL. THE MAGIC TRUNK There was a youth to whom was left I-Iis father's house and riches. He spent till everything was gone But dressing shirt and breeches. His friend, a fiddler by trade, Took pity on his plight: Presented him a trunk which flew When it was shut up tight. The youth climbed in and flew away Onto a Turkish isle: His dressing shirt and breeches old Were quite the proper style. Ceighty onel l