Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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THE MAGNET 13 in each student, for his own benefit as well as the glory of old B. H. S. Above all, let us be loyal; first, to the school; then to the class. “If you want to be in the kind of a class That’s the kind of a class you like, You needn’t slip your clothes in a grip And start on a long, long hike. You’ll find elsewhere what you left behind. For there’s nothing that’s really new. It’s a knock at yourself when you knock your class; It isn’t your class—it’s vou.” -s. J. AUF WIEDERSEHEN ! Classmastes, the time draws near ! The day of separation looms on the horizon. How many of us will yearn, in the years to come, for the day when we stood on the threshold, on the chain linking us to Life, with the gun-hand of Fate beckoning us onward ? Yes, we did study hard; we were forced to abandon many enjoyments; we were in constant dread of being referred to Prof. Irvine, and even Supt. Gibson; but just ponder, just meditate for what our sacrifices were offered ! So that our scanty pittance or immense wealth, whatever Destiny, the hand of Fate, weaves for each one, shall not be acquired by the sweat of ou brows, but by three essentials—Brain, Hand and Pen. We have accomplished something. Into the hearts of our faculty we have implanted a never-fading love, a veneration, and a resj ect for our noble aspirations. It will be with a choked sob, a wounded heart, that they shall seize our hands to bid us farewell. But we must not overlook their virtues. With a touch of pride we shall display our heirlooms handed down to 11s through the recess of four long, weary years. What more worthy can we present than our relics. Knowledge, Wisdom and Understanding ? Think of the hours they had to act as doorkeeper, watching study hall until five o’clock, when the door of the prison would swing open. Above all, we offer from the depths of our heart our deep-felt thanks for the beautiful lines of ecstatic, etherial, rythmic poetry which our dear teacher. Miss Miller, instilled into our fevered brains as a remedy to heal our tongues. But, cheer up! It will not be for aye that we part. We shall meet many times in the great metropolis of Life. And till we meet, to our superintendent, principal, faculty, worthy janitor and those in school, we send out and let it re-echo, Auf Wiedersehen! —S. Z. V E NIM U S, L A B O R A T M U S, VICIMUS. RELINQUIMUS Four years have rolled by since we began the course of our high school studies. Our first glimpse of high school life came on the morning of the farewell program given by the Senior class. Gee! but it felt great even to be a Freshman. But as time passed by we tired of being called green and other appropriate names. Our work seemed hard at first; we were scared half to death. We were hardly able to get started, but by honest effort we at last were on our way to our goal. One year passed and we were now Sophs. At last we had made an appreciable gain and were still struggling upward. Our studies were becoming easier; now we were wearing off the green and becoming better bluffers. We began to appreciate the assistance of our faculty and our higher classmen. Here the interesting study of Rhetoric, under the tutelage of Miss Boyle, began to

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 THE m MAGNET STAFF. m Editor-In-Chief—SUSAN JENKINS. Assistant Editor—Everett Spang. Literary Editors—Gretchen Krug. Dorothy Osgood. Alumni Editor—Mary Headland. CLASS Athletic Editor—Ralph Campbell. Exchange Editor—Idell Mays. Business Manager—Floyd Allen. First Ass’t Business Manager—Decker Martin. Second Ass’t Business M’gr—Paul Oesterling. A Senior—Eleanor Wright A Sophomore—Elizabeth Abrams B Senior—Irene Coulter B Sophomore—Richard Greer A Junior—Chas. Cronenwett A Freshman—Lewis Cohn B Junior—Grace Brown B Freshman—Clair McCoIlough 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, Susan Jenkins. THE MAGNET published monthly, except July, August and September. Entered as Second-class matter December 18, 1907, at 111e postofHce at Butler, Pa under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. EDITORIAL. “And this is the law of the jungle, As old and as true as the sky; And the wolf that shall keep it shall prosper, And the wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that clings to the tree trunk, The law worketh forward and back. For the strength of the pack is the wolf. And the strength of the wolf is the pack.” And the same law which governs the jungle governs civilized America and the whole world. It is true in all units. The Nation is useless without the States; the States are useless without the Nation. When, in 1861, the Southern States tried to disprove this, war resulted. New York or Pennsylvania may boast of her wonderful resources, her strength and wealth, but what power would either have without the nation, as a separate until against the power of a foreign country ? And of what avail the nation without Pennsylvania or New York in a crisis ? Again, the stronger the State, the stronger the individual; the stronger the individual, the stronger the State. An individual has more opportunities and more power in one of the great Eastern States than in a sparsely populated, weak Western State. Also, the more great men in a State, the greater its power. And in school life the strength of the school is the student, and the strength of the student is the school. The student has the best advantages by going to a first-class school; the character of the school is raised or lowered with the standard of the students. The inference is plain. Every ounce of energy and brain we put into making our school better rebounds to our benefit, even as every untoward attitude tends in the opposite direction. Let us then appeal to the best that is

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THE MAGNET strain our brain and “Onomotapoeia” our fingers. We almost all passed through the Sophomore grade. Our Junior year surpassed all others in prestige. We were Juniors. All lower classmen must how to us or take the quince qucnces. This year passed more quickly than one would expect. We were really to enter our Senior year. We were just beginning to get acquainted with the happier part of high school. And now, at last, after four years, we are Seniors—and Seniors about to leave. Although we are glad to attain the first great step toward our goal, still it will he hard to leave B. H. S. As a parting admonition, hear these words and mark them well : “Obey your devoted faculty; study at least once a week, and do not bluff more than once every period. —F. A.