Cochran Junior High School - Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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COCHRAN AERIAL 65 as soon as they were finished. Well, Grandma, said Jim, we didn't decide to come till yesterday, and then we wanted to walk. Of course Ma didn't like that. You shouldn't have gone against you mother's wishes, Jimg but since you're here you may show Jack the farmf' Jim explain-ed to Jack all about the farm as he knew it. His grandfather was dead and his grandma lived there with only a girl and as many hired men as she could afford. They kept pigs, cows, and chickensg they had wheat fields and an apple and peach orchard. The next day Jim and Jack were set to work. They helped milk the cows, gather in the eggs, and load wheat. By the end of the first day they had large blisters on their backs and shoulders. Run down, Grandmother said to them before supper that day, and get me the mail . It was two weary boys who trudged down the lane after the mail, but they wouldn't give up. Beside the paper there was a letter. Oh, look, cried Jim, staring at the paper. Jack grabbed it. Gee, What'll we do? We can't give this to your grandma. On the front page appeared the notice of the disappearance of the two boys and also their pictures. Tearing the paper into small shreads, Jim and Jack delivered the letter saying that there was no paper. Each day for a week the paper met the same fate. The rest of the week was spent in hard labor. When they came from church that Sunday, the boys saw a car in front of the house. Jim started to run when he was called back. It was his father. Come back here, young man, he said in a gruff voice. They were told to sit in the car while their fathers were busy talking to Grandmother. Jim overheard her say, I knew that their mothers would be worried, so I Sent the letters right a way. Boys are liable to do anything. I can assure you they won't want any more farm work for a while at least. Tell Mary fresh milk is good for sun-burn and blisters. Think of a grandmother double- crossing a fellow like that! -Helen Kline . HOW STONY CREEK WILL BE IMPROVED Several years ago the Lorain Steel Company took a step in improving the banks of the Stony Creek. They planted trees all

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GIRLS' GLEE CLUB JUNE 1927

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66 COCHRAN AERIAL around their grounds. In the summer when the foliage is thick they partially hide the eyesore of the mill yards from the public view. When the sanitary sewer system is completed, Johnstown plans to make something worth while out of the Stony Creek. About fifteen years hence, instead of being an eyesore, germ-breeding, worthless creek, it will be a clear, sparkling, smooth running river between green banks lined with trees, boat houses, and docks. On this new Stony Creek, canoes, motorboats, rowboats, etc. will be gliding past. Cochran will be benefited by the improvement because it will have a swimming pool at its back door. When the old, dirty, polluted garbage dump called the Stony Creek has been transformed into a clear, smooth-flowing stream, properties along the banks will increase in value and Johnstown will become known as a healthful city. George Gasser, Term VII THE BROKEN WINDOW Oh, Mom, may I go down on Ohio Street to play ball for a while?,' Tom yelled in through the screen door. 'Tm going with Dick. His mother must have said that he might go, for he rushed to Dick's home in leaps and bounds. Dick lived in the Otto Apart- ments above Altmeyer's drug store. He fell down the steps with a baseball, a bat, and a glove. You take these and let me bat firstf' Dick handed him the ball and glove. Ten strikes out, no matter how many you make or miss. Tom had successfully caught the ball in Dick's glove seven times but the next time instead of landing in the glove, it crashed through the big plate glass window in the drug store. Both boys made for a clump of bushes in the field across the alley from the drug store. They crouched under the bushes in silence, except for the pounding of their hearts. The sweat trickled down their faces, for it was a hot day in June. A slight, cool breeze brought Tom enough composure to allow him to speak. W-why didn't you bat the ball toward me instead o' through that window? Well, why didnlt you catch it ? Then everything was quiet until Dick said, what will we do ? 'Tm going to go home. Well, oh, I guess I had better go and see Mr. Altmeyerf'