Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 46 of the 1915 volume:

tkMratunt. 30 those earnest men and wo m en—O u r Fac u 11 y—w h o are devoting their lives to the task of educating and uplifting the youth of Butler, this Senior Magnet is sincerely dedicated. THE MAGNET m Vol. 14 JANUARY, 1915 No. 4 LITERARY I nil I lllllillllllllltl I I I I II mill IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIII 11111111111111111111111111111111111111111 A Double Romance. IVIEN Longwell and Phyllis Murray were chums, having been room-mates for a year and a half of their college life, and were considered the most popular girls in the college. They were now in the last half of the Sophomore year, and it was the belief of all the teachers that if they would study more and plan fewer parties, they would receive better reports and be seen less frequently in study hall. Vivien's brother, Bill, who was four years her senior, had been professor of science for the past year, and it was understood by all that Professor Morse, the president of the college, had once remarked that he did not see how the college had ever gotten along before he came, so well was he acquainted with his vocation. Professor Longwell was a favorite with the girls in general, and was always in for anything they might plan, since it was not against the rules (but rather a part of them) that the teachers should attend all the social functions of the students. There had been rumors, and probably with some reason, of Vivien’s engage- ment to Phyllis Murray’s brother, Bob, which was supposed to have occurred after their return from the former’s second visit at the Murray home. This did not affect her popularity in the least, for there were more parties than ever after the Thanksgiving vacation. But the sudden and appalling death of President Morse, several weeks later, and the filling of the vacancy by Vice President Jacobs, had ended the parties for awhile, both an account of the prevailing sorrow which had settled over the community, and also on account of the fact that “Old Jakie,” as the spiteful students had named him, had barred parties and all social affairs,-except when he might give his permission. ft was the general opinion of the student body that rather than stand for his wrath, or be kept waiting for a week or so for an answer, they would do without their parties. Professor Jacobs had also declared that any disobedience on the part of the students would certainly bring expulsion, and as for the teachers being caught in any escapades from that time on, they would promptly forfeit their positions. And thus it was that about a week be- 2 THE MAGNET fore Christmas vacation Vivien, whom the girls always sent on such missions, since they thought the fact that her brother was a professor, might have some weight with the officials, got up enough courage to ask President Jacobs’ consent for a dance to be held on the Friday night before the Christmas vacation. But, after putting her off for a day, and then another day, and finally till the day of the proposed party, he informed her that it could not possibly be held. This decision made the students desperate, and it was declared that they would get even with “Old Jake” sooner or later. The Christmas vacation came to a close, and one by one the students returned to their places, each with more hatred toward the new president. As Christmas and New Year came on Friday. the vacation lasted until the following Monday, when full sessions would begin. Most of them arrived on Saturday, so as to be ready to begin work on Monday morning. By Sunday evening all had arrived but Vivien and Phyllis, who had spent their vacation at the former’s home. It was Monday afternoon when the two finally reached the school, and as soon as they had gotten into the dormitory, the rest of the girls flocked around them, telling them that all the Sophomore fellows were wanting a dance right away, in order to begin the New Year right, and show “Old Jake” that they intended to have parties just when they chose. So, without taking off their wraps, the girls called a meeting of all the Sophomores in the laboratory and there, amid the smothered laughter of the triumphant girls, it was decided to hold a dance that night in the town hall, which could be rented very reasonably. And so it was planned that after the lights were all out, and everyone supposed to be in bed at ten o’clock, that the fellows, who would in the meantime procure a ladder from the general store down at the village, should all be out and have the ladder at the girls’ dormitory window at ten-thirty. The night was bitter cold, and although the snow was not falling, it was worse than if it had been, for everything was so still and white, and the bright, silvery snow was frozen so that the least tread upon it would cause a noise, and the culprits began to fear detection. At ten o’clock all the girls were ready and, as usual, the lights all over the building were out, and at ten-thirty the first girl in the person of Vivien Longwell was down the ladder. In little more than five minutes every one—even to Professor Longwell, to whom Vivien, in her excitement, had accidentally let out the secret, and who, after many threats and cautions on the part of the students, had decided, half willingly, to join the miscreants—were ready to start on the perilous flight around the side of the building to the front gate, the snow cracking under their feet as they cautiously picked their steps, fearing every moment to see “Old Take’s” head peering out of the upper front room window But they successfully managed to get through the big iron gate and down the Main street of the little town to the Town Hall, which they entered without any regret, for although the distance was short, they were all about frozen. Once inside the spacious hall, no time was lost in getting started, and one by one the couples swung merrily off to the tune of some popular air. It was in the small hours of the morning before the happy crowd realized that they were getting tired and sleepy, and before long were wearily trudging up the steep and icv hill. It was a tired but merry crowd that stole softly around the building to the ladder, which the girls were soon ascending. Tt seemed as though everything had turned out magnificently. THE MAGNET 3 when all of a sudden a light was flashed on in the boys’ dormitory in the back of the building, just a little way off from where the ladder had been set up. Breathless and trembling, the guilty crowd, part on the ladder and part huddled together at its foot, saw their president, in one of his nightmares, inspecting the boys’ beds, and finding several of them empty, came to the window and opened it. The cold, frosty air must have awakened him, for in an instant he was gazing at the unlucky victims. He recognized every one of them, even to Professor Longwell, in the clear moonlight, and bade them, in a tone of voice none too gentle, to return to their rooms immediately. Anyone who had witnessed the affair would have said that it was not many minutes before all was quiet in the dormitories. Quiet, however, did not reign in the hearts of the culprits, especially that of Professor Longwell, who too clearly saw that he would lose his position immediately, and who, in the midst cf the scramble which followed the dis- covery, might have been seen to whisper a few hasty words to a small, darkhaired girl standing near him. At any rate, it was found out the next morning that Professor Longwell had disappeared before the rest of the occupants had awakened, as had also Phyllis Murray of the Sophomore class. Of course there was some surprise among the students, and President Jacobs concluded that the young professor, who had left his resignation in the dormitory, had preferred that to expulsion, for everyone knew that it would not be difficult for him to find another position. That morning in chapel the escapade was brought to light and the guilty ones were expelled from school. It was nearly noon when Vivien, almost distracted by the absence of both her brother and her best girl friend, received this telegram, sent from Phyllis’ home town: “Dear Vivien: Bill and I were mar- ried here this morning. Bob is on his way now to bring you to your new home. In haste, Phyllis.” HELEN SHOMO. 4 THE MAGNET A Few Bars In the Key G. HRONGS of people crowded the streets of a small Western city, seemingly taking no notice of each other, except, in their haste, to push and jostle one another along. There were just three of us in the company, and as we were going along one of the less frequented side streets, we could not help but remark about a tall, distinguished looking Man, making his way among the crowd, almost beside us, sometimes ahead or perhaps behind us, depending upon the moving crowd. The long, narrow face, with the sunken cheeks, are relieved a little by the dark, almost black eyes, which seem to give expression to the whole countenance. We notice the eyes brighten and grow larger as some pleasing sight comes within their range, while again a slight narrowing and steel-like glint expresses their owner’s displeasure.. But we are impressed by the dark, sorrowful expression over the whole countenance, which cannot be relieved, no matter how brightly the eyes may smile and sparkle. The Man goes on down the street and mingles with the crowd, but we catch sight of him pausing in front of the Edrich theatre. The pause lengthens, for his attention is attracted by the program billed for the afternoon; he slowly pulls his hand from his pocket and looks at the bill tightly clutched there; a deeper look comes into his eyes as they glance toward the ticket window, which changes to determination, as the man moves forward and falls into line. As the Fates decided, we were going to attend the same show. We purchase tickets which place us in seats near his, where we can occasionally glance at our interesting friend. Soon the curtain rises. We see our friend eagerly watching a man with a violin, who slowly moves across the stage, where his presence is acknowledged by thundering applause from the audience. He raises his violin and draws his bow gently across the strings. Then follows a sweet, gentle, sympathetic strain of music. The Man in the audience sits with bowed head; the music rises, then falls, like the swaying of leafy tree branches, but suddenly glides off into minor strains which soar and swell far above the thoughts of the audience, with the exception of the Man, who sits up, throws back his head and grips the seat, as if listening for a voice from above. The music rises higher and higher, expressing the passionate workings of the manly heart, whose whole being is bent towards making the violin speak his longings. A slight obligato strain is heard now, as if a little bird had suddenly found its voice after the storm. The Man’s eyes become filled with tears as he listens a minute longer to the strangely beautiful bird-like strains of the violin, then takes his hat in a death-like grasp and mutters to himself, “I’ll play it myself until I meet her.” A noisy crowd of us young folks from the city were sitting on the porch of a mountain hotel in the West, where we had come to spend a short vacation. Our chaperone was a woman of about fifty. The owner of the hotel, a sturdy old mountaineer of eighty years, walked out on the porch one evening at dusk and, seeing the beautiful sky over the high, snow-capped mountains, that reflected the last rays of the setting sun, he called us all out to notice it. His weather prophecy was interrupted by an exclamation of wonder from THE MAGNET 5 the rest of us. We all became quiet and listened in amazement to the sweet strains of music in the distance. It rose and fell in soft tones, and then glided off into minor strains, which soared and swelled far above the door of the player’s tiny hut, into the evening air, expressing the passionate workings of the manly heart. A slight obligato strain was heard and then the music stopped. Silence reigned. I tried to think where I had heard that same piece before, when one of the company inquired of the hotel keeper who it might be who played such beautiful music. In reply, the rough old mountaineer said, “Oh, that’s old Abe playin’ his evenin’ prayer.” But how can an old man out here play anything as beautiful as that?” I was forced to ask. “Well, now, if you want ter know, I’ll tell you. As near as I kin recollect, it was in the fall of ’97 when Abe was courtin’ a gal from Clarion. They was drivin’ along the Horn, out here about ten miles, when his hoss scared at a rollin’ stone, and run down over the mountain. That, of course, throwed him and the gal out. When he come to hisself, it was almost dark, an’ as he looked around, he saw her—dead. Well, to make a long story short. Abe went to the city a good while ago to get a job. He was mighty good lookin’, bright as a whip, and is as handy with the fiddle as anyone you ever seen. He thought he would forget the girl, but mind you, one night when he was goin’ down the street in the city, as he quietly told me one day, he seen where some fellow with a high-soundin’ name was to play the violin at one of them there theatres, and he was so lonesome for music that he went in. You know he was alius savin’ of his money, and more so since that gal died, and then he was so quiet, and it made him mad for folks to ask him why he didn’t talk more. But, as I was sayin’, he went to hear this fellow play, an’ I guess it was too much for him, for he come out home here after that evenin’, and every night he plays that there piece. “Somebody asked him one day why he alius played the same piece, and he said that the fellow in the city had played that, and it seemed as though he could jist hear the snortin’ of the hoss as they drove on and then went tearin’ down the mountain, he and his gal. An’ then the rest reminded him of a funeral hymn. He said everything was made to seem so real. An’ then he said he was goin’ to play that piece every evening till he died, and he hoped he’d die playin’ it. “He’s purty old now, and don’t look nothin’ like he used to, so maybe he’ll get his wish. I guess that’s about all, and I’ll have to go in now and go to bed, for I have a hard day’s work for tomorrow. So, good night to ye.” All was quiet for awhile. The story put me to thinking. I could not but express my thoughts in words, and so I said: “I know that’s the man I saw some time ago, who attracted my attention both on the street and in the theatre, for I watched him so closely and heard him say that he would play the piece until he died. And I am glad to learn he is able to fulfill his wish, and finally see his loved one, after playing those ‘few bars in the key of G.’ ” 6 THE MAGNET The Diplomacy of Love. HEN J ohn Russel Beach graduated from Boston Tech with his degree of A. M. in Design, he decided to spend a few weeks at the home of a chum from his home-town, now located in Washington, and learn to fly, which was a hobby of his chum. He was very much in love with Ruth Decker, the daughter of an attache of the British legation in Washington, and also a chum of his sister Helen. Ruth and Helen were co-eds in Boston Tech, in their Junior year, and room-mates. During his last year at school Russel had been much in the company of the two girls, if he could not persuade his sister to remain behind and give him Ruth to himself, which was very infrequent, to his way of thinking. While she evidently liked him, neither she nor her father would allow it to become more than a platonic friendship, notwithstanding the expostulations and entreaties of Russel. The Decker home was situated eighteen miles from Washington, on a tract of about eighty acres, ‘mostly wooded, and was a large, old-fashioned house of twelve rooms, two stories high, with the roof almost flat, and a balustrade around the edge. Here the family, which was composed only of Ruth, her father and the house-keeper, as her mother had died when she was very young, spent the summer, Mr. Decker moving into Washington in the winter when Ruth was in school. He had been attached to the legation for five years, and this was hi; last one, as he intended to return to his home in England and devote his time to his affairs in that country. However, it became known to a few interested parties that he had in his possession and was working on some papers and plans, which would be very useful to one of the minor nations of Europe. On two occasions attempts to secure them had been made by guests at dinners given at the house, but so far no one was successful, and they were kept safely concealed. The summer following the graduation of Russel, Ruth had invited Helen to stay a couple of weeks with her at her home, an invitation which was gladly accepted by Helen, as it would give her an opportunity to meet a great many friends and former classmates, and she would also have a splendid time before returning to her small home town for the summer. It was also noticed that Russel spent a good portion of the same time in and about Washington. He was there for the ostensible purpose of visiting his friend the aviator, who was now in the government service in the state department, but, as it may be supposed, the friend did not see a great deal of Russel. Nevertheless he knew him well enough not to be offended at anything he might do, for when he once got his mind settled on a thing, he was very liable to do it, and he seemed to have his mind set cn being with or near Ruth until she either accepted him or threw him flat. She finally agreed to marry him if he could get her father’s consent, but he soon discovered that this was not so easy as it might seem. He succeeded in getting his sister to see his side of the question, and she agreed to do her part in a plan which he decided to undertake. He had discovered, through a few words which had been dropped by one of the agents, who were after the papers and plans, that an attempt was to be made to secure them on a certain evening on which several foreign diplomats THE MAGNET 7 were to be entertained at the Decker home. He thought that by keeping the information to himself, he could use it to his advantage By means of his sister he persuaded Ruth to help him out, and on the evening of the dinner he flew out from Washington in his friend’s machine and alighted carefully on the roof of the house. As he did so, the trap in the roof was opened and Ruth came out. He succeeded in overcoming her objections to the plan, so she went below and returned with the plans, secured from the safe in her father’s room. He then started the engine and glided quietly from the roof, rising rapidly into the air and starting toward Washington, which he reached without any mishap, and his friend placed the papers in the department vault. Needless to say that although the attempt to secure the plans was made by one of the agents of the conspirators, nothing could be found. Mr. Decker had completed the papers that day, and, after the guests had departed, he decided to look them over to see that they were in shape, as he was sending them by one of his agents to England the next day. Upon opening the safe he discovered that they were not in their usual place, and, thinking that he might have placed them somewhere else, he searched thoroughly, but without avail. He was mucl disturbed and immediately telephoned to the detectives attached to the legation and notified them of the loss. He did not tell Ruth, as he did not wish it to become know, but as several days passed and he could find no clue to their whereabouts, he finally told Ruth about the loss, and she decided that it was time for them to try their plan. She, accordingly, told Russel, when he called that evening over the phone, as he had done every day since the papers were taken to come out that evening. He came and told Mr. Decker that he, by a little detective work of his own, had discovered where the plans were. He could also guarantee that they had not been examined and would produce them on condition that Mr. Decker would agree to the marriage of his daughter to him. Mr. Decker could not do otherwise than give his consent, saying, as he did so, that he admired Russel’s persistence and ingenuity and believed that he would get along very well with him as a son-in-law. M. VERNE REED- 8 THE MAGNET A New Point of View. HE Tucker family lived in a very beautiful house surrounded by large, well-kept grounds, through which a long graveled drive led up to the house. In the library a very heated discussion was being carried on by Mr. and Mrs. Tucker and their daughter, Anita, who was twenty years old. She was their only daughter, and their son, who was three years older, was away at college, but would be home before long, as it was now the early part of May. Anita had had an attack of grip during the winter and had never gotten altogether well again. Dr. Roberts, the old family doctor, had just been there and said that she must go to the country for several weeks. This caused an outburst from Anita, who had always enjoyed every luxury and had been used to having her own way. “Mother, I just won’t go,” she exclaimed. “Imagine having no electric lights or gas! I was never there to stay, but they say the people go to bed at eight o’clock and get up at five. That would never make anyone well. Anyway, I’m not sick; that horrid old doctor is just trying to make me believe I am.” Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright, but her parents could tell that it was not a healthy color, but only nervous excitement. Her father threw back his head and laughed at her idea of the country. “I was a country boy myself once, daughter, so don’t try to say anything against the country people. It’s true you’ll have no gas or electric lights, but Dr. Roberts said he would find a place where we need not worry about your comfort or good care. I must go to the office now, but you be a good girl and go and get some roses in your cheeks. Goodbye.” “Well, maybe I’ll go if you promise me that I won’t need to stay long if I don’t like it. Good-bye.” “That’s a good girl,” said her mother. Of course, if you are not comfortable and satisfied, you will not need to stay.” Out in the simple country home, several miles from the railroad station, there was great excitement, for Mrs. Moore had received a letter in an unknown hand. She was seated in the kitchen, where she had been making pies, and the whole family—the father, three boys and two girls—gathered around her while she read it herself first. “Well,” she began, “do you mind that doctor who stopped here last summer when his automobile broke down? It’s from him, and he wants to know if we would board a city girl, who is not strong and needs the country air. Poor girl. He says she had the grip last winter and didn’t get well right, after it. I think we can do it all right, don’t you, father?” “Yes, Mary, I reckon we can. I’m afraid some of the fruit will be lost from that late frost, so a little extra money will come in handy for you and Rose next summer.” “Oh! won’t it be nice to have another girl. I wonder how old she is, though; he didn’t say, did he? I hope she isn’t so sick she’ll have to stay in bed, for we can have such good times together. When is she to come?” said Rose, their nineteen-year-old daughter, all in one breath. “Pie says if we will agree, to write at THE MAGNET 9 once and she will come in about two weeks.” The next day when the mail man came, he found a letter to be taken. The two weeks following were very busy ones for the Moores. The pleasant spare room, with its sunny east windows, was cleaned as thoroughly as if it had really been dirty, although it wasn’t at all. At last the great day came. Mr. Moore and Henry, their oldest son, drove to the station in the surrey to meet the doctor and the “boarder.” The doctor had thought it best for Mrs. Tucker not to go along for fear Anita would not let her go home. When they came in sight Mrs. Moore and Rose came out to the gate to meet them, while the younger children hung back, for they were bashful. They took her up to her room and, as she was very tired from the journey, she stayed in her room the rest of the day, and Rose carried her meals to her. As the next day was warm and bright, Anita ventured down stairs and, before she realized it, her curiosity had led her out into the yard. Some of the orchard trees were still a s mass of blossom and the lilacs were in bloom. Things were so beautiful that she could not stay inside and she was soon writing letters home and wanting them to come out to see how nice it was. So the day was set, and her parents and brother came. They were surprised to see how much good the few weeks had done her and what a different girl she seemed to be. Strange to say, her brother did not look at her all the time, but seemed very much interested in Rose. Anita was to stay several weeks longer, (much to Henry’s delight), so her brother promised to come back to see her often, thus surprising her parents. So it came about, through time, that Anita was willing to settle down in the country—with just enough city improvements to make it more convenient—and Rose to become a city lady. GLADYS KAMERER. THE MAGNET The Mystery of the Two Lockets, IOARDING a large steamer off the coast of Italy were a man and woman, looking longingly, with tear-stained eyes, toward the shore. With them were two small children, twins, a boy and a girl. Both of the children were shabbily dressed, but each had a locket and a fine, gold chain about its neck. Among the by-standers on the shore was the grandmother of the children, who was also weeping. At the marriage of her daughter, the mother of the children, she had disowned her because she had not married into a wealthy family. After the birth of the twins, and while they were under the care of a governess, the grandmother, feeling sorry for what she had done, but too haughty to repent, took the children to a photographer and had their pictures taken. She placed two of them in lockets, and kept one of each of them for herself. The parents never learned where the lockets came from. While on board the steamer, the father and mother both died and were buried in the ocean, leaving the children orphans and unknown to all the passengers. The boy and girl were well cared for, and toward the end of the voyage a wealthy widow took a kindly liking to little Jennie and decided to adopt her. After the landing of the ship, a home was sought for the little boy, and an old bachelor promised to take charge of him and help him on in the world until he should be able to care for himself. Anthony studied hard at school, and as a result of his determined efforts he worked his way into a military academy. Jennie’s foster mother, Mrs. Thorpe, sent her to private schools and then to an academy for music, as this was her only ambition. She was a most intimate friend of Lieutenant Hudson, one of the chief instructors at the academy which Anthony was attending. At the end of the school term a field rally was held by the students, and Mrs. Thorpe and Jennie received a most cordial invitation to attend. Anthony was a particular friend of Hudson’s, and it was only natural that he should be the first person introduced to Jennie after her arrival. She also met the rest of the student body, but her choice seemed to be for Anthony. While Mrs. Thorpe and Lieutenant Hudson were discussing interesting subjects in one place, Jennie and Anthony were becoming better acquainted with each other. Their friendship grew deeper in each letter that was received after that rally. In the course of a year Mrs. Thorpe was united in marriage to Lieutenant Hudson, and in this way Jennie and Anthony were brought into closer relation. Shortly after Mrs. Thorpe’s marriage, it was decided that Jennie should become a musician, and this could only be accomplished by sending her to Italy to study. Both Jennie and Anthony hated the thoughts of being separated so long, but before she left, they had received the promise from Jennie’s mother and father that they could be married shortly after her return. The night before her departure Anthony noticed the resemblance of her locket to the one he was wearing as a watch charm. They laughed at their old-fashioned pictures inside, but said they would never part with them as THE MAGNET ii they had had them as long as they could remember. While Jennie was at school, a musical concert was given, in which she took a leading part. Jennie’s grandmother, an elderly lady by this time, but a great lover of music, came to the concert and at the sight of Jennie, noticed the similarity in looks, stature and voice to her own daughter. The next day the old woman came to the school to have a personal talk with Jennie. She asked her about her parents, and Jennie replied that she knew nothing except that she had been adopted by a wealthy lady when she was but a small child. The lady, still puzzled, asked to see Jennie’s jewelry, which the young lady was always proud to show, and to her surprise she saw the locket she had given Jennie twenty years ago. The grandmother then told her all; how she had disowned her daughter, had the pictures taken, and how sorry she was to see her daughter leave Italy, but that she was too haughty to repent. She then asked about her twin brother, and showed Jennie his picture, which Jennie immediately recalled to be the same as the one worn by Anthony in his watch charm. Jennie then told her grandmother everything about her engagement. While all this was happening, Anthony had finished his course in the academy and had received his position, when word came from Jennie that he should come to her at once. He did this, and, on comparing the pictures in their lockets with those of the grandmother’s, they found them to be identical. The first thing the old lady thought of after their reunion was her will, which she immediately had changed, and her vast fortune was equally divided between Jennie and Anthony. The excitement and joy of finding her daughter’s children killed the grandmother, and the two then returned to New York. When Mr. and Mrs. Hudson heard the entire story, they willingly took Anthony into their family circle, even if it did not come about by his marriage to their beloved daughter. MILDRED McFADDEN. 12 THE MAGNET Has This Ever Happened to You? HE streets were empty, and not a living soul did I see as I walked up the road. It was a damp, dark night and here and there a street lamp blinked sleepily through the heavy blanket of mist, while not a star was visible in the black void above me. Yes, the conditions were ideal, for with such absolute darkness surrounding, my chances of discovery were reduced to an almost negligible .quantity. But perish the thought! Never would I be discovered. I must not mistake the house; there it was, the second from the corner, set back from the road and surrounded with massive oak trees which stood out in the mist like great, grim guardians of the house beneath them. But hark ! Someone was coming! I dodged behind a tree and the man passed by without noticing me. The footfalls grew more and more muffled and finally died away in the distance. I crept along on the grass beside the walk, ascended the steps with noiseless tread and stepped cautiously on the porch. At last I was before the door. Taking a bunch of keys from my pocket, I found one that would fit and placed it carefully in the lock; then slowly, oh, so slowly, I opened the door, a fraction of an inch at a time. It took me three minutes to open the door one foot and a half. I slipped inside. Not a sound broke the death-like stillness all around. Gradually I closed the door; softly, so softly. How alert my mind was; the plan of the house was as if burned on my brain. I had planned it long before, and, now that I was here, my faculties were so keen and acute that not the least sound escaped me. My movements were deliberate and I made not a blunder. I would not and could not fail in my purpose. I removed my shoes and, after fastening the laces together, hung them around my neck, for fear I might drop them. I started for the rear stairway, for there, I had thought, the chances of making a noise loud enough to affright anyone were less than on the front stairs. My steps were but an inch at a time and I set my feet down each time with the greatest caution, lest a board should make a sound and raise an alarm. Not a sound pierced the silence. At last I reached the stairs. How slowly I climbed that long flight! I neither knew nor cared how long I had taken in my entrance. I raised my feet with the greatest caution, and made sure to place them at the ends of the steps in order to avoid any noise. I knew just which ones creaked, and I skipped them in my ascent. How silently I climbed up; you cannot imagine how long it took. At last I could see the very door of the room. Only one more step to take! A fierce exultation rose in my breast and I hastened forward to reach the room, when c-r-a-c-k! went the step. Confusion !!!! ???? “I am discovered!” thought I. Then suddenly a heavy voice broke the almost uncanny silence that followed. “Son! what time is it?” “Three o’clock, father!” I answered. (The author swears that the foregoing is a more or less true statement of his actions on a certain night which will always be pleasantly remembered by the members of the class of Tanuary, 1915.) MAURICE CHARNOCIC THE MAGNET Vol. 14 BUTLER, PA., JANUARY, 1915 No. 4 STATE. Editor-in-Chief—MAURICE P. CHARNOCK, '15. Assistant Editor—Ralph A. Nicholas, 15. Literary Editors—Elizabeth R. Drebert, 15. Gertrude A. Raabe, 15. Alumni Editor—Ethel Klingler, 15. CLASS Athletic Editor—Zeno F. Henninger, 16. Exchange Editor—Lucille Critchlow, 16. Business Manager—R. Emerson Brown, 15. First Ass’t Bus. Mgr.—Richard H. Abrams, 15. Second Ass’t Bus. Mgr.—John A. Byerly, 15. REPORTERS. A Senior—John Greer. B Senior—Paul Hutchison. A Junior—Clarence Watson. B Junior—Everett Spang. A Sophomore—Marie Brooks. B Sophomore—ldell Mays. A Freshman—Edwin Amy. B Freshman—Richard Greer. TERMS. Sixty cents a year, payable in advance; ten cents per copy. Address all communications of a business nature to the Business Manager; Exchanges, Contributions, etc., to the Editor, Maurice P. Charnock. THE MAGNET published monthly, except July, August and September. Entered as Second-class matter December 18, 1907, at the postoffice at Butler, Pa., under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. EDITORIAL. THE HONOR SYSTEM IN HIGH SCHOOLS. As we look back over the short time we have spent in Butler High School and think of the things we have done that we should not have done, and of things that we have left undone, we feel that it would not be amiss to leave something for the serious consideration of those who remain. There are numerous topics that might be considered, but that of the honor system in examinations appeals more to the manhood and womanhood of students. While it must be admitted that many people “get through” with dishonest plans in life, the old maxim that “honesty is the best policy” still remains in force. We feel that there are many advantages for the honor system, which has been so successfully tried in many of the colleges. It places each student in a position to secure the full benefit of his work, and inculcates those principles of self-reliance that are so necessary and hopeful for success in after life, and which would be a tower of strength to those who enter college, whether the system was in use there or not. It has been found to inspire better preparation for the daily work, and raises the standard of excellence in scholarship by removing in a large measure the temptation to accept or give 14 THE MAGNET help that was not entirely honorable. While we realize that there are some whose ideals are so low that they would continue to stoop to dishonest work, such cases would be gradually weeded out, and few students would care to be placed in the position of violating the rules of the system. Only such students as are dishonest, or wish to be, would be found to object to it after a fair trial. The system would create a greater confidence between the teacher and student and would give honest students the standing their work would earn for them, by relieving them of unfair competition, although those students who do their work honestly are almost invariably those who have the highest standards of scholarship. M. Verne Reed. STEADY GROWTH OF B. H. S. Butler High School is steadily growing. This year the number of students enrolled is much greater than ever before, there being about 650 students attending, of which more than one-third are Freshmen, who finished their course in Common School last spring and are now striving for a higher ideal. The increasing number of students makes it necessary for more class rooms and new teachers. This year the small room at the rear of the library has been fitted up and is now being occupied by one division of the B. Sophomores. Five new teachers have also been added, making a total of twenty-two teachers for this illustrious building of education. One of the departments of the school which is rapidly increasing and which should receive special attention, is the Commercial Department. Each year more pupils are taking advantage of the opportunities offered by this department. This increase is largely due to the fact that many who would much prefer teaching are forced by the stringent law, which has just been passed, to take up this course and fit themselves for earning a livelihood. This year there is such a demand for typewriters that it has been found necessary to add two new machines, making a total of seventeen. The bookkeeping text has been revised and another half year has been added to the course. This year there are fifty beginners in bookkeeping, and the same number in stenography and typewriting. The following pupils have been enrolled during the past year and have completed the Commercial Course, and are now very acceptably filling the following named positions: Eleanor Frantz, Klingler Seed Co. Iva Shull, Electric Light office. Leroy Nicholas and Ben Robinson, Guaranty Safe Deposit and Trust Co.! Miriam Funkhouser, Templeton Co.; Nathan Zeefe, Gussie Zuckerman, Anna Brier, Abes Bros.; Elsie Bricker, Cohn’s; Virginia Yockey, substitute; Florence Walker, teacher Commercial Dept.; Paul Graham, Manual Training. Ruth Mays. CHARACTER. What is character? How is it made? Character may be compared to a house. As we grow we build our house, and each day sees new pieces put in place. Each deed is a stone. When we do some act of kindness or sympathy, we are choosing the best white stones for our house, but when we commit some mean, cowardly or dishonest act, we are selecting the worst, blackest and roughest of stones. The queerest thing is that just after laying a white stone in place, we sometimes turn around and choose a black one, when, if we would only stop to think, we would immediately cast it out. Our early life, the years when we attend High School, are the most important of all. Then we lay our foundation, and the foundation usually determines the nature of the superstructure. If the THE MAGNET 15 foundation is black, then the rest of the house is black; if white, the remainder is likely to be the same. We must live forever in the house we make; there is no moving out and buying or renting a new one. Some people have handsome, pure white homes; others have small, dark and stained huts. One can always tell w'hat kind of house a person has built by a glance at his face. It shows there in plain sight. How are we laying our foundation— for the good or bad? Maurice Ciiarnock. Gertrude Raabe This little lady is another member of that illustrious group, previously spoken of as the “Triumvirate.” If there is anything we can remember Gertrude by, it is those parties we have had at her home during our sojourn in this land of learning. She has displayed her musical abilities as Mr. Wick’s assistant in music period for the last year. But her accomplishments do not all lie along musical lines, for she is “some good dancer.” Speaking briefly, Gertrude is a talented young lady, and has won many friends by her winning ways and pleasant smiles. Don Starr Don is the only “star” of our class. When the Astronomy class comes back to High in the evenings to gaze at the stars, and they find they are not out, they turn their glasses on Don, because he shines so brightly in recitations (?) Don is a very quiet fellow, but when he says something, you may make up your mind to take a good laugh. If he has any but good qualities, we have not been able to detect them, on account of his silence. Mildred McFadden Here is a member of that famous Allen-Raabe-McFadden Triumvirate who have long dominated that region of B. H. S. which is inhabited by the Class of January 1915. We have all found out that Mildred is very abrupt in speech and, as a rule, says exactly what she thinks, so we give you fair warning not to be foolhardy in what you say to her. However, Mildred is witty and for that reason has become very popular. Maurice Char nock Hail ye the Englishman! who has twice crossed the briny deep. “Kumbak” is the president of the famous “Napoleon Club” of B. H. S. Maurice is an all-around handy man in Old High, being somewhat of a football shark, is editor of the Magnet, vice-president of the class, and is a musician of some ability. He has twice starred in the Senior benefits, and has shown his vocal abilities in the chorus. We had always supposed “Kumbak” would pass his days in bachelorhood, but our opinions have been changed by the discovery of a small picture which he carries next to his heart. Ruth Mays We have entrusted all our class funds to this young lady for the last two years, and we highly recommend her as John D. Rockefeller's private secretary. It is at her home also that several of our class doings have been held, and we assure you that we have always had one grand time. We wonder why Ruth was so anxious to attend the East Liberty game during the football season. She is one of those good-humored persons who keeps her friends when once she makes them. Elizabeth Drebert “Not quantity, but quality.” The muses reveal to us the future of Elizabeth in her honorary position as private stenographer of the President. She certainly deserves this, as she has the ability of writing sixty-six words a minute on the typewriter. But, however, her ability lies in other directions, for they say she is exceedingly clever in entertaining the fellows. Well, Elizabeth, we, the Class of January 1915, extend to you our heartiest congratulations on attaining the honor of valedictorian. Leroy Eisler We call him “Gummie,” and his motto is, “Keep smiling.” He was the star in our class basketball team, and in fact he is an all-around athlete. He is one of our honor students and is Mr. Xast’s “old reliable” in Astronomy. Among the girls he is a favorite because of his wit and cheerfulness, especially with our valedictorian. During the summer vacation our little “Gummie” spends his time behind the plough in their farm near the “metropolis” Petersville, and we think that is the reason he is so healthy, wealthy and wise. Dorothy Deitrick This little miss is one of the few of our class who is thinking seriously of matrimony. Nevertheless, her hopes are always bright because she knows she has a faithful standby in the B Senior class when her “steady” is out of town. And, just a hint, fellows, 12:35 is the time for departure. If there is any doubt on this subject, we refer you to a committee of four: Maurice Char-nock. Grace Cunningham, “Bing” Brown and “Lill'’ Gregg. But, strange to say, her late hours do not interfere with her lessons. Marjorie Allen When she speaks, she thinks we have but to obey—but do we? Marj. has had the honor, during most of her High School career, of being connected with our famous orchestra. She shone very brightly in the Senior benefit, and we wonder if her aspirations will lead to the footlights. In “Giggles” and Marj. we have an excellent example of “before and after taking.” She is a faithful adherent to the rules of the “Looking Glass Fussers,” but, on account of the “brevity of the subject” and the height of the mirro: s in B. H. S., we wonder how she keeps up her persistence. John Greer “Come back, John! Come back, John! How often have we heard Mr. Irvine in Latin class call Rocco back to earth from his wanderings with the Gods. John has a keen appreciation for our faculty (?) We expect to find him in future years a soldier boy, as his chief ambition is West Point. John is a critic of gills’ fashions because he is so observing, and his motto is, “Never miss anything.” But, with all his faults, Johnny is very clever and has become very popular with the girls on this account. Lillian Gregg Here is the coquette of our illustrious class. We think that the School Board should extend Li 11 a vote of thanks for saving the High School by keeping “him” so late. Just think, the poor little Fieshies might have been without a temple of learning if it had not been for the hero, Willis. Lilly’s industrious spirit showed itself when one day recently she came to school with her apron on. For this reason we have concluded that she has decided to join our “matrimonial circle.” Emerson Brown Thou wert made to rule (? ?) Bing has adopted as his motto, “Pleasure before business,” and for this leason has earned the title, P. M. B. (Paste Master of Bluffing). He is the dean of the Magnet staff, since he has been business manager of the Magnet for two years. He is a lady’s man and very seldom misses any of the dances. His vocal ability has been made use of in the High School chorus, and he was also a valued member on our class basketball team. Verne Reed Mathue Vearn Rede, our honorable president, is a particular favorite of Miss Purvis. He is one of the many musicians in High School, and may he seen most any Friday morning in literary swallowing his big trombone. He is a great advocate of good “rhodes.” He joined us in our Junior year, but since that time has risen to the highest office in our class. He is a very quiet person, but, when once acquainted with, proves himself to be exceedingly jolly and good-natured. Class Organizations President-- M. VERNE REED Vice President-- MAURICE P. CHARNOCK Secretary-Treasurer-- RUTH MAYS Class Reporter-- John M. Greer Class Colors-- BLUE AND WHITE Write-Up Committee. MARJORIE ALLEN EMERSON BROWN GERTRUDE RAABE RUTH FITHIAN DON STARR HELEN SHOMO MAURICE CHARNOCK Dale Painter “I love the ladies, I love the ladies.” Here we have the ‘‘Caruso’ of B. H. S. His chief diversion is taking pa:t in “curbstone quartets.” He is the only classmate who sports a “misplaced eyebrow.” Dale is one of the members (there are others) who does persist in keeping late hours with the ladies, and therefore he dozes during German recitation. Due to this, Miss McLaughlin’s call is, “Try to recite, Dale.” Ruth Fithian Here is a very quiet and precise little lass, hut, with all her primness, she is very jolly and good-natured. Ruth is one of our members who lives in Ihe suburbs of the city, and we do not censure those of the class who, for the benefit of the walk, journeyed to the top of Center avenue with her after one of our parties, and struck their beds in time to get up for breakfast. Ruth is another of our accomplished musicians, having graduated from North Washington Academy. Ruth’s chief desire used to be to become a minister’s wife, hut of late her ambitions seem to have changed; unfortunately, though, we have not been able to find out her latest aim. Jos. Roenigk Sit up and take notice to our “young druggist.” He has the honor of being the only ‘gentleman” stenographer of our Class. He is also one of those supernatural beings who can take eight studies in seven periods and get away with it. They call Joe a lady’s man around this place of learning, but we don’t know just why. At our class parties Joe has intimated to some of the members that he is exceedingly fond of gems, especially “Pearls.” Florence Klingler “Better late than never.” This has been Florence's motto ever since she entered B. H. S., and we have vainly sought for a solution of this problem on account of the fact that she lives so near the High School. Florence is one of those plump little girls who is always noted for her jollity and good humor, and therefore she has won many friends since her arrival in our midst. From her appearance, we would not think that Florence had any fighting blood in her, but our opinion would probably be changed if we were to hear her in German class. Gladys Kamerer “Glad,” as we call her, is very quiet and modest. Nevertheless, she is very witty and good-natured, and is a friend to everyone. She is one of the few of our class who has taken music as part of her High School course, and it is said that she has never missed her two hours practice daily. We cannot prove this statement, because at all our parties it is an impossibility to persuade her to “hammer the ivories.” She is one of the number who so kindly donated her home for one of numerous “feeds.” Maude David Very quiet and unassuming, but when once acquainted with her, she is found to be exceedingly jolly, and is always ready to take a joke. Maud is one of those “little gals from Ole Virginny,” and we know her heart is not with us, but in the Blue Ridge mountains. She was the standby of the Arithmetic class during the ten-minute period every morning, and we heartily extend her a vote of thanks for all her trouble. Maud’s greatest desire is to teach kinder-gaiten, but we wonder if her purpose is not to better prepare herself for future years. Helen Shomo “Laugh and grow fat.” Helen is a poet and doesn't know it, for she was the author of our medley. We used to think she did not like to work, but we changed our minds when she did her duty so nobly on this committee. Helen must get up very late, as she generally gets into Room 4 about 8:45% a. m. We have often wondered if it is because she keeps “him” too late. May we ask you who he is, Helen? Ethel Davis Here is the leader of the “Matrimonial Circle.” Ethel has made herself conspicuous at our parties by her absence, which we have found out to be due to the fact that she prefers to sit by the fireside and ponder over the genius, “Milton.” Ethel is one of the “gigglers” of our class, and we think it is on this account that she has never yet been entrusted to come to school alone. But the Fates are not all turned against her, for she is an able opponent of our illustrious valedictorian in Stenography, and, if difficulties do not arise in the meantime, we expect she will succeed Miss Stanley some time in the future. Grace Cunningham Nick-named “Giggles,” because whenever anything is said, whether sensible or otherwise, Grace always snickers. At last we have solved the difficult question why Grace has improved her recitations so much of late. We have learned that she and “Curly” have had a little quarrel, but we all hope that it will be fixed up in the near future. Her one great distinction is being the smallest in height in the class, but if you wish to keep her friendship, do not remind her of it, as her greatest desire is to grow tall. Evalyn Adams Eva Lynn Adams is the only member of our group who burns any midnight oil, pondering over her studies. Three hours on Virgil, two hours on Arithmetic. Oh, Evalyn, how can you do it? Girls, take our advice. If you want to possess rosy cheeks, move to the suburbs. After a few years we may expect to hear Evalyn yelling, “No talking” to her pupils, as her chief aim is to go to Slippery Rock Normal so that she may become a pedagogue. Albert Billingsley Gasoline Gus, He runs a red bus; Oh, how he can cuss When something does bust. Behold “Motorcycle Mike,” the best athlete in B. H. S., who has so often shown on the basketball floor (?) Albert is also a Latin shark, and has thus come to be known as “Cataline” Billingsley. Albert’s motto is, “Be every place at once,” for no matter where_ one is, Albert pops up in his “Ford.” Desperate A1 would do anything to think of something to say when he is among the girls. Pearl Smeltzer Here is the best “quizzer” of Butler High School. We recommend her as a worthy substitute for some of the male members of the bar—that, is, when women claim their rights. She is also our heavyweight, and perhaps that accounts for her getting to school just in time to hear the last bell ring, or else it is due to the fact that she kept Frank too late. Pearl’s one ambition is to become a Domestic Science teacher, and, sometime in the future, to take Miss Siebert’s place. But we think that she will eventually turn her steps toward music and, in the end, become a second Dvorack. THE MAGNET 17 FACULTY. V. K. IRVINE, A. B. Latin. Vivacious, Knowing, Industrious. Our principal, a graduate of Phillips-Exeter Academy and Princeton University, has been principal of Butler High School for over seventeen years. He is of a very pleasing disposition, which is shown at the Senior banquets. H. W. F. PRICE, M. A. Science. Honorable, Wise, Firm, Prudent. Here is a man from the mountains. He is a graduate of Dickinson College and since then has been teaching in Butler High School. He is a very worthy basketball coach, and the best recommendation for his work is our record in the past. Through his efforts Butler High has been placed on the basketball map. MAX NAST. Science. Marvelous Name. A graduate of Butler High and a graduate of University of Pennsylvania. He believes that good goods comes in small packages, and he usually carries a dictionary. JOSEPHINE HAMMOND. English. Joyful, Happy. The fact that Miss Hammond still remains an optimist is worthy of note, as she has been associated with our class for a year and a half, and knows all our strong points, as well as our weak ones. Chief among the latter is talking. JOHN T. HOGG. Latin. Judicious, True, Helpf ul. A native of Slippery Rock, graduate of Otterbein College, principal of West Sunbury Academy, and in 1912 accepted the position as teacher of Latin in Butler High School. MARTHA U. ORR. German and Latin. Meritorious, Useful, Obliging. Miss Orr has been added to our faculty this year. She is a graduate of Wells College and taught in Athens, Pa., before coming to Butler High School. She will do. EDGAR S. HENRY. Mathematics. Energetic, Sociable, Happy. This clever young man hails from Apollo, Pa. He is striving to attain the goal, as an orator, of his worthy ancestor, Patrick Henry. At the same time he is making no mean progress along scientific lines. Note: When you wish to know how to carve a watermelon scientifically, ask Mr. Henry. FLORENCE WALKER. Commercial. Faithful Worker. Miss Walker, a graduate of the Class of June ’12, is now a member of our faculty. She has not been with us long, nor do we hear much about her, but what we do hear is very favorable. i8 THE MAGNET ELIZABETH ROSS. Commercial. Efficient Ruler. Miss Ross is a very great thinker and can go to the bottom of any arithmetic problem. She is very strict on discipline and often calls Seniors freshmen. HELEN KLINGENSMITH. Commercial. How Kind. Our sprightly Miss Klingensmith, of the Commercial room, always has a smile for everyone. She is one of the favorite teachers of High and is classed with Miss Hammond as a chaperone. They make the party very interesting. mary e. McLaughlin. German. Mirthful Every Morning. A graduate of Allegheny College who specialized in Music and Elocution. She is noted for her interesting and instructive literary programs and the delightful Senior benefits. JOSEPHINE BOYLE. English. Jokey, Bright. The only real blond of our faculty. Miss Boyle is great on pronouncing words correctly. Her strong points are a thousand words as a sentence for any misconduct, and her idea of a correct outline, no “one” without a “two,” or no “a” without a “b.” VERA FOSTER. Physical Geography. Very Famous. We never see Miss Foster on the first floor. She stays on the third floor and takes care of the Freshmen, which is a task for anyone, and it takes all her time and energy. BERTHA M. MILLER. English. Blithe, Merry, Merciful. Possibly you love poetry. Well, it would “warm the cockles of your heart” to hear Miss Miller explain the beauties hidden away in some of those obscurely worded classics. Miss Miller is a graduate of Butler High School and Allegheny College. BLISS ELLIOTT. Mathematics. Busy Every Day. A shark in mathematics and a very agreeable teacher. He believes in hard study, but he also believes in pleasure, as he is always present at roll call at all the banquets. ELLA PURVIS. Mathematics. Even, Particular. Are the boys her favorites? She usually has a host after school, but that doesn’t say so. If you don’t know how to do a problem, her motto is “work till you do know how.” She is very lenient, always giving the benefit of the doubt to the student. ROSE E. McNEES. Latin and English. Reliant, Earnest, Meek. Miss McNees teaches the “green” people of our school, but they are not green long, after she gives them the good advice she gives to all Freshmen and sometimes to Seniors. MARY McNEES. English and History. Marvelous Memory. This Miss McNees is also a Freshmen teacher. She is very kind to them and thinks a “great deal” of them. She is one of our able instructors. THE MAGNET 19 GERTRUDE SEIBERT. Domestic Science. Graceful, Sedate. Miss Seibert, our quiet lady, is always in demand when it conies to banquets. She always has the best ideas. She Fletcherizes not only at her meals, but also in conversation. Note: For fur- ther information, consult Webster. LAURA GOUCHER. Domestic Art. Loving, Gentle. I fear Miss Goucher is going to take up Domestic Science next year, rather than Domestic Art. (This is just hearsay, but we have strong evidence.) Although we have never had her, we know she is efficient in her chosen work. HELEN MAXWELL. Physiology and Algebra. Helpful Mentor. Miss Maxwell is a graduate of Fre-donia'Prep. School, went to Grove City College two years, and is a graduate of University of Michigan. She has not been with us long, and nobody in our class has studied under her, but from what we hear, she must be “just right.” GEORGE A. WILL. Manual Training. Genuine, Accomplished, Witty. He hails from the eastern part of the state, having graduated from Reading High School and Williamson Trade School. After this he had several years of practical experience in the Reading railroad shops and the Baldwin locomotive works. In 1911 he came to Butler and took charge of the Manual Training department. Mr. Will is one of the star players of the Faculty basketball team, and is assistant coach of the Varsity Seconds. He is a believer in mental telepathy. PAUL GRAHAM. Manual Training Assistant. Pretty Good. He is one of Butler’s products, having graduated from Grammar School and Butler High School, 1914. He spent much of his time during his Senior year in the Manual Training department, and after graduation he attended summer term at Bradley Polytechnic Institute, Peoria, 111. Paul is a great favorite with the girls on account of his good looks, but he is rather shy. MORGAN B. TURNER. Janitor. May Be Trusted. Mr. Turner, the Mark Twain of Butler High School, does not believe in taking life too seriously. He always greets one with a broad smile and a pleasant word, and is held in great respect by both the teachers and the student body. What would Butler High be without Mr. Turner? 20 THE MAGNET A THLETICS. VARSITY BASKETBALL. When basketball was inaugurated as a sport in Athletics, it proved a success in every way. The standard of the team is very high, as is shown by the records of our teams. Probably the chief reason of the success is the untiring effort of Coach H. W. F. Price. He has had charge of basketball for six years, and in that time has coached three championship teams. He is always working for the best results. In the season of 1910-1911, when our class was only B Freshmen, High won eleven out of fifteen games, scoring 756 points, and were scored against for a total of 399 points The only team to defeat Butler twice that year was a combination from all the Pittsburgh High Schools. We were defeated the worst by Kiski, 38-21. But several weeks later we took sweet revenge to the tune of 53-32. Mose Campbell was captain of the team. During the season he scored 394 points. Against Kiski’s wonderful team he scored 12 field goals. The letter men that season were Campbell, McBride, Cleeland, Diffenderfer, W. Youn-kins, Wise and Ketterer. The next season saw one of the most wonderful machines ever produced. Carl Cleeland was captain of the team and the other members were Bernlohr, Wise, Ketterer and Thompson, all stars of the first degree. Led by the peerless leader, Carl Cleeland, this team walked off the floor every game the victor. Bernlohr was a sensation, and Wise jumped his man every time. Dave Thompson kept the necessary “pep” in the team, and Dave Ketterer kept all the opponents’ men from scoring. There were only five men who won letters that season, they being the five regulars. Freddie Bernlohr was captain of the 1912-1913 season. With a very difficult schedule, Butler won nine out of fourteen games. Kiski was the only team to defeat Butler twice. We scored 476 points while our opponents scored 389. Bernlohr and McCandless were the chief scorers. The letter men that year were Bernlohr, McCandless, Wright, Craig, Steele, Lewis and Douthett. The season of 1913-1914 marked the advent of B. H. S. into the Western Pennsylvania Inter-Scholastic Athletic League. B. H. S. was not looked upon as a pennant contender. Dave Lewis was captain of that team. There was a host of good material for the team, but at mid-winter graduation the team lost Dave Lewis, and Coach Price had to develop a new basket guard. To see his results, look up the Central, Peabody, Sewickley, Allegheny or any other teams Butler played, and incidentally look at their scores. Watson took only one shot that season. “Patsy” McCandless was the sensation of the league. He led the league in points scored, and had an average of 4.42 field goals to the game. His foul shooting average was ,679. Lewis’ successor as captain was “Scrooch” Wright. He did not do much scoring, but then just ask Central who beat them. They can easily tell you. It was his undying “pep” and life that won many a game for B. H. S. Jennings Young, at forward, was one of the smallest men in the league. He dropped them in at opportune times. Then there was “Byl” Douthett, who scored the same number of field goals as “Mac.” He was consistent, heady and cool. B. THE MAGNET 21 H. S. scored 697 points against 427 for her opponents. The letter men were Lewis, McCandless, Young, Wright, Watson and Douthett. The season of 1914-1915 has opened very auspiciously, with “Mac” McCand-less as captain. Some very promising material has been unearthed, and of these, Killian, John and Dave Byerly, Campbell, Barbary, Winters and McBride look good, and with McCandless, Young and Watson, the veterans, the outlook for a successful season is bright. But everybody must remember that team work is an important factor. Emerson Brown. VARSITY BASEBALL. In reviewing the records of B. H. S. baseball teams, we find that our school has been represented by some fast material. In 1911, under Coach Bingham and Captain Vic Younkins, the strongest team that ever represented the school was produced. They only lost one game. The team had also played together in the Class League. “Chuck” McKee and George Crissman did the twirling, and Younkins caught. Every man on the team was a slugger, and the team average was high at the season’s close. The key to success was the fact that everybody was in the game. In 1912 Gus Emery captained the team and Mr. Bingham was coach. An entirely new team was developed. Many good players were unearthed. A classy team was put on the field and won a majority of their games. Wise and O’Donnel were the pitchers. In 1913, under Mr. Price, another strong team was put on the field. Fred Bernlohr was captain and caught. He kept a fighting spirit in the team, and was never beaten until the last man was out. Wright and O’Donnell pitched. The team was strong in every depart- ment and a majority of games were won.’ In 1914 B. H. S. was admitted to the Western Pennsylvania Inter-Scholastic Athletic League. Maurice Wright was captain of the team. B. H. S. had a very hard schedule and, it seems, played in very hard luck, losing a number of the games by one run. There was great rejoicing when Butler defeated her great rival, Peabody, by the score of 7-6. The team was a good one and deserved a better record, but we can hope for a better record in 1915. HIGH SCHOOL TENNIS. Early in the Fall of 1913 a call was issued for contestants in a tennis tournament projected by “Bing” Brown and “Byl” Christie. Thirty boys responded and the elimination matches were played on the Clay street, Penn street and Ritts tennis courts. A fee of “two bits” was assessed on each contestant to help defray expenses, and the following entries were made: Beatty, E. O’Donnell, J. Young, D. Byerly, Gallagher, Eisler, Billingsley, Henninger, Christie, Feigel, Wright, J. Greer, D. Christie, W. Christie, Brown, Wasson, L. Garfield, M. Garfield, Cleeland, Wise, Harper, McGuirk, McCandless, Lewis, Allen, Lamb, Baker, Weigel and Nicholas. The finals were played at the Country Club between La Verne Wasson and “Byl” Christie. Score, 6-1, 6-2, 6-3. The winner was presented with a medal bearing the following inscription: ‘‘The High School Singles Tennis Champion, 1913.” Last September the entry fee was reduced to fifteen cents. Forty boys responded and the elimination matches were “reeled off.” The semi-finals were played on the Ritts court. The following was the result: Henninger defeated Feigel, Byerly defeated Gregg, then Henninger defeated Byerly and Wasson defeated Henninger, thus again winning the championship and another medal, 22 THE MAGNET similar to the first. Zeno Henninger was presented with a racket case for winning second place. On October 19 Peabody and Butler were scheduled to meet in football on the latter’s field, so it was arranged that they should bring four tennis men with them to play the High School representatives of Butler. The tournament was used as a basis of judging the merits of the Butler boys, and so it was decided that Wasson should play Hoover of Peabody, Henninger should play Meredith, and Byerly and Wasson should play Blue and Fillmore. Wasson came out victorious, but the other matches were won by Peabody. High School is to be congratulated on having such a player as Wasson. Pie is cool and never gives up. A vote of thanks is due Mr. Ritts for his generosity in allowing High School to use his court. FOOTBALL. In the Fall of 1911, the year we entered High School, Butler had a fine eleven, under the captaincy of Sanderson. The team in this year was composed of such men as Sanderson, Adams, F. Parker and Thompson in the back field, with Cleeland, C. Parker, Ketterer, Greely, McConnell, Craig and Gray on the line. The team was very heavy and played hard all year. The results showed three victories and three lost, while the total score showed thirty-one points against eighteen for the opponents. High suffered greatly from graduation in 1912, and the only veterans left were Craig (captain), Parker and Gray. In spite of this, however, a good team was built up of Lewis, Robb, Douthett, Parker, Dillon, Purdum, Z. Markle, Kopp, W. Markle, Craig and Gray. Seventy-one points were scored by this team, against forty-seven by their opponents, the games showing three won and three lost. And now comes our famous eleven of 1913. The entire back field, Parker (captain), Robinson, Douthett and Lewis, remained from 1912; Purdum also remained at tackle. With these men as a nucleus, Coach Hogg and Captain Parker built up a team which was, without doubt, the best Butler ever had, going through the season with five games won and only one lost—the unfortunate New Castle game. The line, composed of Winters, Purdum, Black, Cunningham, Graham, May, Bayonet, McQuistion and Wright, was almost ideal. Holding like a stone wall for punts on the offensive, they gave every encouragement and assistance to the back field. Parker, at quarter, was quick at analyzing plays, and with Robinson and Douthett at halves and Lewis at full, gave terror to many an opposing line man. Lewis was one of the best punters High has had for a long time, while Robinson and Douthett could hardly be excelled as ground-gainers. This team will long be remembered in High School history. The last season, 1914, was a great disappointment to all football fans. Great things were hoped for, but they were not fulfilled. With five men left from last year, May (captain), Winters, Young. Graham and Black, besides much promising new material, a good record was expected, but a very hard schedule was made and the season ended with none won and all lost. The team was composed of Winters, Young, May, Mc-Candless, Barbary, McBride, Graham. Lowry, Heinzer, Thompson, Black and Campbell. Butler will lose only two men by graduation, and next year’s team, under the leadership of “Jake” Winters, should be a winner. They must wipe out the stain of this past season. Maurice Ciiarnock. THE MAGNET 23 a aaiiiia a 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ■ 1 a 1 1 1 ■ 1 1 1 1 a a a a a a a a a a a a a a aiiiinia a a a a LOCALS. 111 a 1 ■ 11 1 a a a a n am iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiaiii ■ am iliiiuiiiliiliiliiiiiiiia a laiimai a a 1 a 1 a a n a a a a iai a am a a a a 1 n ■ A Reivard for Honesty. Florence (finding a penny on the floor) : “Miss Hammond, I found a penny!” Miss H. “You may keep it, Florence.” 1'his she did and put it to good use by depositing it in the Sunday school fund envelope for missionaries. A note found in the A Senior’ Home Room: “My heart’s in the Highlands. (Signed) Maurice Charnock.” Elizabeth. Is this answer right, Miss Purvis ? Miss Purvis. “No, it isn’t!” Elizabeth. “Well, is it nearly right?” Miss Purvis. “You don’t have enough sense (cents), Elizabeth.” Dotty D. Does “semi-annually” mean once in every two years? Wouldn’t it be nice to be a doctor, Emerson ? Then you could hold “her” pulse all you wanted to. (Heard at first basketball game: Marj. “Gummy certainly sticks to it. Gertrude: “Gum always sticks.” John Greer, explaining arithmetic problem: “One-fifth of five cows is equal to one horse.” Dale translates “ecum et phalcris,” a horse and buggy. Florence K. (explaining some poetry). “The Pacific ocean is very shallow at the equator, and this caused the ship to be becalmed.” Miss Yockey. “How much longer is the last verse in each stanza than the preceding verses?” Ethel D. “One-half foot.” Maurice. “That’s just six inches.” Miss Purvis. “Emerson, is that the second time you worked that problem ?” E. Brown. “No, ma’am; it’s just a continuation of the first.” Leroy Eisler says that a ton of beer weighs more than a ton of water. (He is a Dutchman, so he ought to know.) If you don’t do better today, you’ll do worse tomorrow. Heard in A Senior Literature: “Yea, slimy things did crawl with slimy legs.” Miss Miller. “Ruth, what does that line mean?” Ruth Mays. “I think it means fish.” Florence K. ( in Virgil) : “He pre- sented him with an embroidered horse.” Teachers. “The boys in school spend too much valuable time on the girls.” Girls. “And that’s all they do spend.” NOTICE! Always throw your waste paper and pencil shavings on the floor, because, by doing so, you offer the teachers an excellent exercise in elocution and furnish pleasant pastime. Advice to Those Taking Literature. 1. Students are expected to read at least one chapter during the course. 2. If the teacher asks you a question 24 THE MAGNET covered in a chapter you have not read, she owes you an apology. 3. When called upon to recite, don’t talk too loud; those in the back seats would like to sleep. 4. When you come to class, leave orders at the desk as to the time that you wish to be awakened. 5. If you are not satisfied with the course, take it over again next year. No one can figure out where Grace’s mind is wandering when she goes to the third floor instead of Miss Purvis’ room for arithmetic. A reward will be given to those who answer the following conundrums correctly : 1. Why is it that Marjorie has taken so to “brown” lately? 2. Why does Ruth Mays think that “Jack” is such a Romantic name? 3. Why Maurice always has the blues after “Senior Play” practice? 4. Why is Till so fond of grinning? 5. Why is it that Grace is So melancholy of late? 6. Why Ethel is so fond of the English writers of the Puritan Age, especially “Milton.” 7. What Elizabeth sees to smile at when she passes Miss Maxwell’s room? Elizabeth D (seeing John Black using a cane). “Did John have his leg amputated ?” ------ Ruth M. “Where do these papers go; the same place the ‘Seniors’ do?” Gertrude R. “I suppose so.” Social Notes. We take this method of thanking the B Senior class for the pleasant evening we had at the entertainment given in the library on Friday, October 13. The program was well thought out and cleverly carried through. The menu was ‘great’ and we know the trouble it was for the girls, too, because we’ve been there ourselves. We cannot go on without extending congratulations to the hearty welcome given us by the president. The decorations were in keeping with the season and also with the colors of the two classes. One of the best features of the evening was the band, comprising the talented ones of the classes, under the leadership of the notable Prof. R. H. Abrams. (S. O. S. My, what an awful noise!) Another interesting feature was the “Spelling Match,” in which both the A and B Seniors went down on “Schuylkill.” They didn’t ask Mr. Will, or he sure would have spelled it. Maurice C., Lillian G., Emerson B., Grace C. and Leroy E. are firm believers of the old adage, “The farthest way ’round is the shortest way home.” At least they went home via the poor farm. Class Party. The class was most pleasantly entertained by Ruth Mays Thursday, November 5. Various games were played, and a most interesting feature of the evening was the time spent at the Majestic watching the “Keystone Comedy.” A delightful lunch was se: ed, and on leaving at an “early” hour lil reported a fine time. An Evening Gathering. The class again gathered together at the home of Gertrude Raabe November 12. During the evening our “honorable” president carried on an election, the remits of which are recorded below: Prettiest ........................ Helen Shomo Wittiest ............. Florence Klingler Tallest ............. Elizabeth Drebert Shortest ................... Don Starr Quietest.............Grace Cunningham Noisiest .............. Gladys Kamerer Most Popular.............Evalyn Adams THE MAGNET 25 Smartest ................. Joe Roenigk Best Musician ..............John Greer Thinnest ......................... Pearl Smeltzer Thickest.................Lillian Gregg Most Original ............ Maude David Handsomest .......... Albert Billingsley Best Athlete ............. Verne Reed Favorite Tune ........... School Days Favorite Pastime...........Writing Words Favorite Place of Amusement......... ........................ Study Hall Favorite Game ................. Checkers Favorite Instructor .............. ????? Expense Acc’t for Senior Magnet. Expenditures. “Milk shakes” for Bus. Mgr. .$ 49.30 Cigars for the Editor............ 7.98 Refreshments after business meetings ................. 137.40 Valet for Editor ’............. 478.00 Stenographer (chewing gum included) ................. 1,043.23 Lost by the Bus. Mgr........... 940.49 Flowers for Editor’s girl... 27.90 Stationery...................... 19.00 Printing the Magnet ........ 10.11 Editor’s Salary ............$26,429.10 Total .................... $??,???.?? Receipts. Advertisements Subscriptions . From Alumni . From Faculty . $21,340.70 9,184.58 948.20 2.70 Total .................. $??,???.?? Deficit ............... $7,431.90 (Where did it go, Brown?) This issue of The Magnet is the last with which the members of the Class of January, 1915, will be identified. When the February number appears, the board will be organized as follows: Editor in chief, Ralph Nicholas, ’15. Assistant editor, Susan Jenkins, T6. Literary editors, Gertrude Ritzert, T6, and Dorothy Osgood, T6. Alumni editor, Ethel Klingler, ’15. Exchange editor, Lucille Critchlow, ’16. Athletic editor, Zeno Henninger, ’15. Business manager, Richard Abrams, ’15- Assistant business managers, John Byerly, ’15, and Floyd Allen, T6. 26 THE MAGNET The Combined Musical Clubs Fromlthe1 Massachusetts Institute of Technology. The combined Musical Clubs from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology will appear in the High School Auditorium on Thursday evening, February 4th. During the first week of February they are making a trip of 1,400 miles, with concerts in six cities. Forty men, selected from the full membership of sixty, will make the trip in a special Pullman, and will appear in these concerts. Allen Abrams, formerly of the High School faculty, is general manager of the combined clubs and is in charge of the trip. G. R. Duryea, son of the automobile manufacturer, is treasurer of the organization. “The Musical Engineers,” as they are familiarly known, bring with them the regular Glee, Banjo and Mandolin clubs, together with an Hawaiian Quartet, an Instrumental Trio and Soloists. Mr. H. C. Williamson, tenor soloist, is a nephew of Mrs. J. B. Sherman of this city. Many of the club members are graduates of other colleges, so that Yale, Harvard, Dartmouth, University of Michigan, University of California, etc., are represented. Mr. K. T. King, leader of the Mandolin club, has acquired considerable reputation through the music which he has written, while Mr. Barry, of the Instrumental Trio, was formerly leader of the Harvard orchestra. The program will be a varied one, replete with life and humor. While Boston Tech has acquired a reputation as the greatest technical school in the world, it is interesting to note that she has also produced several famous authors and musicians. The Glee Club will use several numbers written by Bullard, an alumnius. By special arrangements, a Student Ticket will be issued. These will be obtainable as mentioned elsewhere in this issue. Massachusetts Institute of Technology GLEE, BANJO AND MANDOLIN IN THE HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM, THURSDA Y, FEBRUARY 4th, 8:15 P. M. Balcony, 25c and 50c. Main Floor, 75c. Reserved Seats at Reed’s January 28th. Student Tickets, good for any seat, 50c, may be obtained from John Byerly and Emerson Brown. In considering our advertisement for this month’s MAGNET, we have been reminded of a saying of Josh Billings, which runs as follows: “I don’t kare how much a man sez, if he only sez it in a few words.” Having this good advice in view, we present the following advertisement to the readers of THE MAGNET: For Convenience, Cleanliness, Safety, Health —no light will equal the ELECTRIC This is a whole lot to say in so small a space. Consider what it means, and remember that every claim will stand test. Let’s all work for a Better, Bigger and Brighter Butler. THE BUTLER LIGHT, HEAT AND MOTOR COMPANY Zimmerman’s Specialty Store FOR WOMEN, MISSES AND CHILDREN. Coats, Suits, Furs, Gloves, Neckwear, Handkerchiefs, Etc. What Great Men Have Said About Saving. No. 1. ABRAHAM LINCOLN “Teach economy, that is one of the first virtues. It begins with saving money.’’ We invite your Savings Account, no matter how small. The Butler County National Bank THE BIG BANK BY THE COURT HOUSE. The Big Shoe Store Sells PANAMA SHOES for Men. DOROTHY DODD SHOES for Women. SOME “LIVE WIRES” HERE NOW! Ask the Salesman to show you. MILLER, THE SHOE MAN REAL ESTATE INSURANCE MORTGAGES SURETY BONDS Theo. Vogeley 247 South Main Street, Butler, Pa. If you are one of Butler’s particular dressers, come here for your next Suit or Hat. WM. ROCKENSTEIN 141 S. Main Street. BUTLER, PENNA. ESTABLISHED 1874 Peo. Phone 50-Y Peo. Phone 876-Y Geo. Ketterer EDGAR H. NEGLEY —Leader in— ATTORNEY-AT-LAW FURNITURE 10 E. 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