Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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COCHRAN AERIAL I A FISHING TRIP ' , . I caught one! O, I caught one!', I cried as I pulled in a small catfish which was dangling on the end of my line. It was my first fishing trip. My grandfather accompanied me and he took the squirming fish off the hook and put it into a bag at the side of the boat. After I had caught my first fish, the excitement was over and so I watched the tadpoles and small Hsh that were swimming around in the lake, darkened by the Weeds. Several small islands stood above the water. These were covered with trees which from a distance looked like a moss-covered mountain. VVhat is that building over there? I asked my grandfather. It is a repair shop and garage, answered grandfather, for the dirigibles. It is large enough to hold two machines at one time and men are always there if needed for anything. I could see many white tents near the shore. I was almost asleep when I was awakened by a loud buzzing which I thought was a bee, but instead it was a beautiful dragon fly with bright blue gauzy wings. There were.several of these insects flying around and enjoying the rays of the S1111. CRESSIDA SWOPE, Term VII. 0l AN INTERESTING ADVENTURE Some Thursday morning, during forty minute period, when you don't have anything else to do, I just wish you would drop in 110, and there you will find the best club in Cochran. This club is the Scrib- blers' Club, sponsored by Miss Moses. James Graham is the president and conducts the meetings in a very fine way. All of the things we do have something to do with newspaper writing or Aerial writing. Some of the things we have done this term are the following: We took a trip to the print shop, wrote school notes for the Aerial, heard a splendid talk by Mr. Cleaver on newspaper writingg wrote head- lines, and helped correct material for the Year Book. I consider this the most interesting and best club in Cochran. FRANCES WITT, Term VI. - A FORD RIDE IN THE COUNTRY Early one October morning We started out i11 an old tumble-down Ford. The old car was not much good but we thought that it would last until we reached our destination, an old country farm house. The road which led to the house was a very rough one. We drove for a few miles on a level road but soon had driven outside of the city limits, as most country roads there had very deep ruts. As we rode along we scented the pine, myrrh, and dampness of the woods. Bumpety! Bump, bump! Ah! a fiat tire, exclaimed Betty. The only thing to do was to get out and help. After the tire was repaired, we sat on the hillside to rest. It was drawing near lunch hour and we had a long jour11ey before we reached our destination. Chug, chug, chug, went the Ford. As we rode through the woods, as far up the mountain as we could see were red, yellow and tan leaves on the branches ,of the trees. Soon we sped by a pasture where red and white cows, and white sheep were grazing. At last! shouted Sara, the old red farm house is in sight. It hasn't changed a bit since last summer. We built a fire in the yard and roasted wieners for our lunch. Late in the afternoon we started for home. When we were about three miles out of the city limits, the old Ford broke down. It was so old that we thought it useless to call for help, so we hiked home. MARGARET BERRY, VII. Ceighty nineb

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