Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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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.

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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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SENIOR MAGNET I ljad searched our attic over an over ; gain, but I never thought it con tainecj anything but just—well, yo know what attics of old plantation mansions hold—just the relics qf slaver trunk y days, and may be a discarde or two of the present generation but I started to search. I opened cuj hoard after cupboard until I came to the l st one. While looking through rjoticed a small door nailed shut, you know how a locked door it I Now stand Thd body two found Cabin must Then LITERARY T1 THE EXPERIMENT CHARLES R CRONENWETT “THE DIARY OF JOHN AND GEORGE HUME.” The pages were yellowed by age and the ink had nearly faded away but I started to read and this is what I found: Seventh of October, 1855—This is V our birthday; we are fifteen years old. :o Jack aiuL-1- ,ha.u; decided ■4d 1 a we make: one want to peek through the keyhojle, but a nailed door with a sign on the outside saying—Private—really excites one’s curiosity. I wisn’t long in forcing the door; it wasn’ much bigger than a small cupboard and the first thing I noticed was strong musty odor. I crawled through the opening and found myself in a Small room about ten by twenty feet and just high enough for me to erect. room had likely been some-den for there was a table with dhairs, some books, and a little charcoal heater. I started to look over the books and one to be a copy of Uncle Tom's an autograph edition, in faci, another Smalley’s works on “Treatment of Diseases by Herbs.,’ Someone ave been a doctor, I thought. I noticed a dust covered vol lime with an old quill pen lying across it and upon investigating found it marked: keep a ek at a diary. Each will write for a time. Yesterday we found th and we are going to make it c ur cozy room. Ninth of October, 1855—T made a discovery. I found book of Mammy Loo’s. 1 will it in the diary tomorrow. It is on herbs and witchcraft. Tenth of October, 1855—We book all through last night. It about changing the form of a Jack and I may try it some da}. Fourteenth of October, 185 this is my week to keep the di I’ll tell you about our find. In Mammy Loo’s- book it says to take thfc dried herbs of the purple swamp lilv and make a tea, drink the tea, and say “numbely umbely sibety say—I wish that 1 may become a bird today]’ Then one changes to a bird. To get back one drinks a tea made of the dpwn o. the white thistle and say the rhyme backwards and one gets back to his original shape. We are going to try it lav we an old escribe a book read the ells all person. Well ary and Fifteenth of October, 1885—We are going to try the experiment. George