Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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SENIOR MAGNET 21 Chris Christianson, when asked to sing We hope that you will do so, And maybe in the years to come, You might outclass Caruso. A word about Sterling Young, He’s the gentleman of our class. And certainly must be a favorite Of every pretty lass. Eleanor Adams was on the girl’s team And we will say right here, That every time she shot the ball, It went in (or came mighty near). Vera Baldwin has shown her skill As an actress, in school plays; She was also on the debating club, But will keep house some of these days As cheer leader for the High School Tod Elliott was pretty good, And to make the people holler and yell He did the best he could. Rose Bayer may be little, But graduates just the same; And Caroline is called Black, But then—“What’s in a name. Ken Yincett is a quiet fellow And studies his lessons well; If asked anything about current events, He always has something to tell. Anlhoiy Perifano Has not been with us long, But w|ien he recites his lessons, He’ not very often wrong. A littl e fellow called McGuirk, Indefed is a German shark,” And ejren in spite of his smallness afraid to go home in the dark. Isn’t A bright young lad named Moone Is a member of our crew, And that lie’s fond of autos Is very, very true. We have many lovers of poetry, One is Helen Beach, Who’s fond of all the poets, But thinks Milton is a peach. Emma Cochran is an Honor Student, And we think she deserves to be, And if you could ever hear her recite, su’d readily agree. Behold another Honor Student, Her name is Helen Frazier, She studied her lessons good and hard, And still had time left for pleasure. As literary editor of the “Magnet,” Ruth Donaldson was great; She’s a shark in all her studies And also good at debate. Behold our Valedictorian, Her name is Idell Mays; If you ask her about studying till midnight She’ll tell you it certainly pays. A dandy girl is Beth Rebhun, A pretty little lass, SOMEDAY she’ll be an actress, NOW she’s treasurer of the class. Gladys Cruickshank came to us From Glade Mills, we believe. In order to get some more education, For out there, not enough did receive. Two girls are mighty good friends And both are bright as can be, The one is called Grace Henshaw, The other—Eleanor Hervey. ? Jean Waldron is a pretty girl Fond of ice cream and cake, But there’s something she likes better, We think its name is “Jake.” Dillie Kline is very bashful As you all doubtless know, She never stays out after nine. And never had a beau. Martha Glenn is an Honor Student, And right here we might say. She ha gone to High School for four years, And never missed a day. Blanche Ehmer and Edith Graham Belong to the commercial crowd, And one would think, by the way they recite, That with special gifts they were endowed. Then, there’s Emogene VanDerhoof, To be Editor-in-chief of the “Magnet,” At anything she’s mighty good, And work on many a debate, She refereed girls basketball Didn’t hinder Mary Holt in her lessons, To show us that she could. She’s an Honor Graduate.

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20 SENIOR MAGNET Class Poem - Here’s to the June class of T7, They’re all very happy and bright, Here’s to the best class of them all. The class of the “RED AND WHITE.” Ask anyone in the High School Their opinion of our crowd. And I’m sure their voices will unite In singing our praises loud. For during our stay in High School We have all tried to do our best, If we didn’t know our lessons, We just stood up and guessed. Now, that’s what you call obliging On the part of our wondrous class. Now, we’ll have a word or two About every lad and lass. To begin with, there’s Merle Gensbigler, He sits at the first of the row, He makes a pretty good student And at football he sure can go. Next comes our “Little Jimmy,” His last name is Garroway, And even though he is so small Basketball he certainly can play. Then, there’s Kenneth Findley, An usher at the Lyric, you know, And some day we expect to see him As manager of some big show. Our class has two musicians, Kemper and Greer by name, And someday they’ll both be known By world-renowned fame. Chuck Kemper plays the fiddle, Tom Greer the mandolin, And the way he plays that thing at night Why don’t they pull him in? Our rosy-cheeked John Dinan Is bigger than any of us, Except, perhaps, “Pete” Vogeley, Who’s an awful heavy “cuss.” A Karns City lad is Gilbert, Whose other name is John, And in order to get to school on time Must get up about dawn. A learned boy is McKelvey, Also known as “Stew,” And when it comes to aeroplanes. He knows a lot more than you. Sig Nast is a jolly good fellow, A story writer of renown, He has a smile for everybody And was never known to frown. j .s Business Manager of the “Magnet,” Paul Oesterling was fine, i .nd in our school theatricals. Many a time did shine. We now have Harry Fagan, To be VicePresident, he is paid (?) He is now an Honor Student, And never flunked a grade. A very studious lad. He expects to be a druggist And is always happy and glad. In our class is an actor, His name is Cronenwett, And as cowboy in “The Squaw Man” He certainly made a hit. Roth will probably be President of United States, Now he’s president of Hi-Y, And presides over all of our debates.; Our class has a couple speed demons, Whiteside and Sheldon by name. And Oldfield racing beside them Certainly would look tame. Clarence Wagner and Charles Rymon 1 Are commercial students bright; They are good at taking shorthand And surely can typewrite. Joseph Biedenbach, you probably know Is a very ardent German, But nevertheless, he’s liked by all. You shall hear of Amile Duster, And he hails from the wilds of Herman. Fred Wege is another fellow Who’s a stenographer of high rank. And just to show that he’s all right. He worked two weeks in a bank.

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22 SENIOR MAGNET Our Salutaloriaii is Bernice Mortland, She certainly is a dandy; She is fond of school, but we believe Is a little more fond of candy. Ruth Maxwell has decided She would like to be a nurse, Because she thinks it a pretty good job To bring “something” for her purse. Then there’s Frances Sherman, (Not one of bakery fame), But willing to work at anything To uphold the class’s good name. Two of our class-mates from out-of-town, Irene Smalley and Leta Ray, Recite their lessons very well, But another word don’t say. Marie Howard is not very big. But we know she’s pretty brighi, And boys who take their coats off in school She thinks are not polite. Tillie Matthieson came from Grove City And her duties never did shirk. As a qiember of the girl's basketball team She did her share of the work. We now have Hazel Manny, Another country lass; Rural air agrees with studying, For she recites in every class. Another girl in our midst Goes by the name of Scott, And at all of our class meetings She’s “Johnny on the spot.” Whenever there is singing There is a girl in our class, Helefi Porter’s always near, Whose name is Agnes Caldwell, But the song crtTTed The Miller’s Wooing” She spins around the town all day Is one she likes best to hear. Jean Stechler and Sara Richey Are hlways seen together, They know their lessons all the time In sunshine or stormy weather. In chapel every morning Bertha Reith sings like a lark, But that’s not her only accomplishment For she’s some arithmetic shark. In her little car called Maxwell. We don’t hear much from Lois Kerr, A quiet little mite, But even though she is a “Kerr,” She doesn’t scratch nor bite. Dorothy Fletcher with bright red hair, Is also one of our class; And a certain football hero Thinks she’s a mighty pretty lass. We have another Bertha Whose other name is White, She must burn up the midnight oil, For she always could recite. Rosalie Wagner is little, They! say she’s “short but sweet,” And she’s certainly liked by everyone She ever chanced to meet. Hazel Coulter, as you probably know. Hails from up on the hill, And every day she comes to school, She’s dressed up fit to kill.” Helen Hoover’s wondrous singing Would soothe the wildest beast; And Bertha Yund we will remember As “Last but not the least.” —Karl Koch, ’17.