Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 60 of the 1918 volume:

Dedication We, the members of the Class of January 1918, wish to dedicate this, our Senior Magnet, to our parents zvho have been and always will be our truest friends. Table of Contents . Dedication .......................................................... I Literary: Bim—A Red Cross Rog.............................................. 3 Aunt Jane’s Venture Into Society................................. 6 Detective Tim.................................................... 9 Class Poem ..........................................................12 Editorial ...........................................................13 Class Write-Ups......................................................15 Faculty .............................................................27 The Alumnus..........................................................29 A Senior Dope........................................................31 Athletics ...........................................................33 Pin Cushion..........................................................37 Advertisements ......................................................40 BIM-A RED CROSS DOG Kathryn Douthett Kim was a prize pointer. He had earned more than one medal for his master, Tom Watson, whom he idol ized. But Bim was unhappy. A change had come over Tom of late— something he could not understand. He had wondered what it could be, and tonight as he lay in his usual place and watched the dancing flames in the open fire place, his thoughts went back to Tom—and to the events of the afternoon. What was it that they had taught him to do? He certainly did not enjoy hunting about for old caps and pieces of clothing and, having found them, carrying them to Tom in his teeth—he was a pointer! But, still (and Bim’s heart leaped) it was Tom’s wish. So, of course, Bim was happy in doing it. About noon on a cold December day a year later, somewhere on the Italian front “Captain Tom” was resting with some of the other American ambulance men, in a stuffy dug-out. At his feet, watching his every move with alert brown eyes, lay Bim—his mascot and now a tried and true war dog. The battle had raged for nearly three days, and they had worked hard and long and both were very tired. At last they had been relieved and now both man and dog looked forward to a few hours rest. But they could tell by the roar and the sound of bursting shells that the fighting was, if anything, growing worse. Then came the order to report at once for field duty, and as Tom pulled his heavy helmet low over his ears, he stooped to stroke the head of his faithful dog and whisper, “Come on, Bim, old pal, we’ve got to get some more. Don’t give up whatever you do.” And Bim thought he understood. For an hour they worked together and then there were three more wounded soldiers in the rude field hospital. After the third trip they waited a few minutes to get warm—for it had been snowing heavily and their work had 4 THE SENIOR MAGNET been made all the harder. As he huddled by the huge fire Bim thought of how he had always been warm and well fed and happy before Tom had brought him here—and he almost wished he was back----------but just then his captain’s voice came to his ears,— and he was off—happy again, and ready to save some wounded man from freezing. On and on they went. The fighting was at a climax. Shells burst near, far, and everywhere. The snow was deep. wet. and heavy—and Bim was very tired and cold. Yet his captain went on and he must follow. Were they never to stop? A huge shell fell near the little ambulance and nearly turned it over—and still Tom dashed on! Bim had seen him drive in dangerous places before, but never in such a one as this. They had both been decorated for bravery and Bim had understood and been proud of it, —but he began to think this was something else. They were entering the very hottest of the fighting—men who needed attention lay on all sides—and still they went on! It was madness! Bim raised his eyes to his captain with a look of protest, but when he saw the firm set jaw, the keen eye, and the steady hand—he waited, waited to see what would come. At last they stopped. He leaped to the ground ready to follow Tom wherever he went. For a moment he waited and then Tom bent down to Him, took one fore paw in his hand and said, “We’re in a bad place, Bim boy, but we’ll get out—when we save that Tommy over there. Come on, old fellow.’ Away they went, half running, half crawling, in order to escape flying bullets. Closer and closer to the wounded man they came. Then there was a barbed wire entanglement to be dealt with. Tom crawled over it; then Bim ran. jumped, but he wasn’t quite high enough and one paw caught and was torn open. But Tom had not noticed. He had been too eager to save the “Tommy.” So Bim went on—even though every step hurt him terribly. At last they reached the goal—but it had all been in vain, for just as they got there the brave Tommy smiled, clenched his fists, and died. It was useless to take him now. They must go back to some of the others. Slowly they made their way back towards the ambulance—but suddenly a huge shell dropped near them Both figures fell flat in the snow and waited—and waited. Then another! —this time near enough that a flying fragment struck Tom square on the forehead. Bim saw his captain start, reel, fall—and he knew!—Tom was wounded! He didn’t wait. He had learned to know that one shell was usually followed bv another; so he grasped Tom’s collar firmly between his teeth and began, slowly and painfully, to drag him through the snow. The blizzard had grown worse. The snow stung him, blinded him—but he must save his captain. At last they reached the ambulance. Luckily the door was open—and with one supreme effort Bim dragged “Captain Tom” inside. Then came the question—what could lie do? He was half frozen—dazed— he couldn’t think. For perhaps ten minutes he lay on the seat and thought of a thousand things—and still of nothing. At last he decided. He couldn't get back to the hospital for aid—it was too far, and besides he didn’t know the way. But there was one thing he could do. Hadn't he been famous for it in former days? He could point! He limped THE SENIOR MAGNET 5 to a place by the roadside and barked, howled—perhaps some one might be near and hear him. But no answer came. So he pointed! He grew colder and colder—his body began to stiffen, his cut paw pained, his eyes burned— and still he pointed. Surely help would come soon. Seconds seemed as hours while he stood there; he thought he had been there for days. At last he was ready to give up—but no—he remembered the words his captain had spoken to him. How plainly they came to him— “Don’t give up!” Two hours later, when darkness had begun to fall, and a lull had come in the fighting, Boh Morse’s ambulance came dashing along the narrow road. He stopped short as he saw the other car standing there for he recognized it as Tom’s. A quick search told the truth. “Captain Tom” was dead! Bob Morse was unnerved: he dared not move; his gaze rested on Tom’s face, upon the face that had ever been so happy and yet so firm,—upon the face of the man who had been the very life of the di- vision—a man whom everyone had loved. And he was dead! “Ho Bob! come here.” He started, —it was Walton’s voice. Morse stepped out into the snow again and saw his helper standing a few yards away, an astonished look upon his face. But what was that beside him—something nearly covered with snow? He went up and looked, stood for a moment as if he had been struck dumb, and then smiled and murmured, “Bim.” There, standing in the snow which had nearly covered him, his pink nose held high and his tail straight, was Bim—frozen to death—pointing directly at the ambulance in which his dead master lay. And some time, when this great world war has ceased and men have returned to peaceful fellowship, if you should chance to visit Italy, near the city of Venice, you would see, I am sure, the bronze cross erected by the members of Unit L to “Captain Tom” Weston, and close beside it a small marble slab upon which this inscription is written: “To the memory of Bim, zvho zvas only a dog, but who gave his life for humanity and his captain.” 6 THE SENIOR MAGNET AUNT JANE'S VENTURE INTO SOCIETY Gretchen Rebhun “Susa May Amelia, come right down here,” called old Aunt Jane, to her delinquent niece, who was primping as usual before her glass. “Ain’t no use of your a-puttin’ on them sickly airs, as if you was one of them alinguishing specimens that inhabit the place what the newspapers calls society. Now, see here, society ain’t nothin’ anyhow; it is just a merely pretence of what you ain’t, an’ you never was society and never will be.” “There you air with yer pirky bow settin’ a-side ways on that matty head. O’ course it is style, but style never called fer a mess like that. Take it down and braid it in them two skinny braids what becomes your moon face. Laws me! times were when style didn’t count and neither did the catchin’ of a mere man. Yer Aunt Aspinwallie didn’t believe in either, and look at her, she’s happy—she ain’t worried. But there I ain’t a-lecturin’ on the crimes of matrimony but on society. It never did nobody no good and I reckon it did me worse than nobody.” “Why, Susa May, I kin jist look back on most any episodes of my life without one mite of a quiver, but when I think of my one and only venture into society, I just fair have hysterics.” Susa May knew her aunt had started on another tale of her youth, so thought she might as well humor the old lady and listen while her aunt rambled on. “Seems only yesterday since Seth took me for his blushing bride—not blushing for pride or joy, but for shame, ’cause there was Seth a-wearin’ a vivid purple tie with a green pin check suit. I was too mortified to speak, except when the parson shouted ‘I do’ at me; even then I yelled ‘I do’ at the wrong time onst, when Seth should have sed it. Folks said I was a mite too eager. But then I have learned since that Seth never did have no sense of combinations, but the worst proof of it was his bridal outfit. “There I be wanderin’ agin an’ for-gitten to tell you about society and my Waterloo. “Well, you see, since I was a bride it was natural for me to have a party of some kind, after I had kind of settled down in my feathered nest. It was more of a nest without feathers but I guess it was nigh like a house behind the golden gates in my eyes. So naturally, I wanted to show off before the green eyes of the older married ladies, an’ bein’ an earnest church member, fer my age, I invited the ‘Ladies Aiders’ for my first show-off. “It weren’t no use to try to have a party on nerves at the same time, so with my nerves a-jumpin’, I started into fussin’ up my rooms. “Some wise man said as how ‘A woman’s house is her soul.’ Well if it is, my soul in them days must have been scoured clean for I fair wore my kuckles thru a trvin’ to make the place shine. I washed and stretched the chair tidies until they looked like pieces of cobwebs, like hung in Mrs. Wosen’s best room. She sure had a black soul accordin’ to her house, but the merriest face in all Rubenville. But ter come back to my story. “By the way, Susie, since you have finished braiden’ your hair, ye might as well shell them peas while I talk a mite. “Well, as I was a-sayin’. I had my THE SENIOR MAGNET 7 house a shinin’ and my parlor all opened and aired. I’d even took Grandpa Sheller’s picture down an regilded the frame, and had glued the handle on the big vase, what was one of my prized weddin’ presents. Went even so far as to varnish them legs on grandma’s horse-hair sofy. Laws, I was so busy that the air fairly clicked electricity when I sizzen through it. “Seth said as how all he could do was to shave the lawn, and he did. Haerts and flowers! I’ll never fergit how he went a-rampagin’ around that twelve by eight weed patch, the slivers of grass a flyin’ up and sticken’ where they lit, making Seth just look like a dilapidated straw man. “At last everything was ready, the crullers all a dainty brown and so ap-petizin’ they fairly made my mouth water, but I daren’t eat one for fear there mayn’t be enough. I set ma’s big coffee kettle on and hurried up stairs to slip on my best silk and take a last peep around. Seems as if a powerful lot of things was awry—first a wrinkle on the bed quilt, or a tidy on crooked, or a candle not lit. It was style in them days to have candles lit in the bed-room and fer layin’ off the company’s wraps. So when I about had my dress hookekn, I had clean fergot the coffee, until I smelt it. I hustled down stairs fergittin’ to fasten the rest of the buttons. I went to take off the coffee when Seth, overcome by how sweet I looked, just naturally made me upsot the stuff all over me. Then the brass knocker sounded. I grabbed a pink check apron and tied it over the stain and flurried me to the door. There was Mrs. Simons and Mrs. Perwingle, both particular in house and dress. I just had time to show them to the room and slush Seth into another to get slicked up when the knocker clanked agin. More and more come until the required thirty had arrived. There they sat, all stiff as so many pokers; there I sat, red with embarrassment and the combination of pink apron and purple coffee stain dress. “First. I felt they looked at grandpa’s regilded picture, then at the cracked vase, then at me. I was too tongue-tied to speak and break this general survey, when all at once the silence was broken by Seth’s voice from the stairs: ‘Hey, Jane, where’s my suspenders ?’ “I could just have fallen through. I could fairly see Mrs. Prim’s hands a-risin’; she always was so particular abount edikate. All I wished was to get away from their quisitive glances, so I excused me and I flew up stairs to fall into Seth’s arms a-crvin’. Seth just a-petted my hair and sent me back into that lion’e den with instructions to talk about the flannels the Aiders were makin’ for the heathens in India. Well that kept them busy for a good spell and then came time to eat. “I thought sure I’d redeem myself then and it was right proudly I brought in the plates of gelatine and crullers, then coffee and candy, and I settled down to eat like a nesting hen. First one coughed, then another. I looked all around to find out what they had et that was wrong but their faces was like that of a stone jury. I felt sort of quaky and so I began to taste everything to see the cause of the coughs. “Everything was fine in my estimation until I came to the crullers, and no wonder they coughed; they should have choked. I had used salt to coat them instead of sugar. I could just see that hulking Seth pourin’ the salt into the sugar furkin. I was always foolish about a-lettin’ him monkey around the kitchen. 8 THE SENIOR MAGNET “The minutes seemed like hours and at last five o’clock came. It seemed just as the clock gave the last strokes, all those pokers came to life with a rustle and with muttered excuses filed upstairs for their capes and hoods. Then I stood, still dumb, at the door smilin’ and noddin’ good-bye. “Mrs. Prim and Mrs. Perwingle blustered up confiding like to me, saying how they all enjoyed my afternoon. All the others commented on my house and the good time they had,, that I’m sure they hadn’t. If lies choked, they would have died right there on my hands. When the last flurry and rustle of Mrs. Simon's silk petticoat disappeared from around the corner, I fairly flew to Seth—he always was a comfortin’ man. Then after I had had my crv, I swore I wouldn’t ever mix with trouble agin. That’s why I say society ain’t nothin’ ’cept a pertendin’ and it’s best fer you to learn that, Susa May. Now run along, the young folks is waitin’. Thanks for shellin’ the peas fer me and you look real sweet with yer laughin’ eves—and, Susa May, remember always to wear yer hair in them braids, Susa.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 9 DETECTIVE TIM Ei.tzabeth Abrams “Extra! Extra! British break through Hindenburg’s line! Extra! All the latest war news! But Tiny Tim’s shrill cry was drowned by the lusty cheers which were greeting the arrival of Pershing’s troops in London. Although the sight of American soldiers in Regent street was no longer an uncommon one. it never failed to stir the little newsboy’s patriotic heart and to make him wish he could light beside them for his flag. But Tiny Tim, known by this name because of his lameness and continued cheerfulness, seemed to have no place in the wild enthusiasm of the crowd. Why was he not like other hoys; why must he alone limp slowly along while his companions raced beside the soldiers; why must he stand forlornly on the curb unable even to march with the hoy scouts in the long parades? When he thought of his inability to help the men in the trenches—many of whom had been daily customers at his stand and some of whom would never return—even his happy disposition could not keep down the lump which persisted in rising to his throat. For after all Tinv Tim was only a little fellow and sometimes his lot in life looked pretty hard to him. As he watched the steady procession of khaki-clad figures tramping down the street on their way to the transport, hot tears rose to his eyes and turning from the noisy throng he crept into a quiet side street. There he sank into a dejected little heap and cried brokenly until the sound of heavy footsteps approaching caused him to sit up and hastily wipe away the traces of tears. A man passed near him, taking no notice of the dismal figure on the doorstep. and drew out a packet of papers from which a scrap of paper fell unheeded as he hurried on. The hoy reached for the paper and was about to follow the man and return it to him hut he was nowhere in sight so Tinv Tim’s curiosity prompted him to see what was on it. The paper was covered with closely written words hut they weren’t such ones as Tim had learned at school so the neatly folded scrap meant nothing to him. He was about to throw it away again when he noticed something very familiar at the bottom of the page, “214 t-2 Manchester Lane, 12:30 diese Xacht, and he certainly did know where that was, for didn’t he live at 215 Manchester Lane? But 12:30 —what could 12:30 stand for? Maybe half past twelve. However, Tiny Tim was too busy thinking of the soldiers to care about such nonsense, so he crumpled the paper and thrust it into his pocket. lie picked up his crutches and started down the alley, whistling merrily, for Tiny Tim could not he sad very long. At the corner he stopped and leaned against the post to rest for a moment. Following him were two men, so deeply engrossed in their conversation that, when they also paused at the corner, they did not notice the little cripple standing near by. “Now, you he sure to get there on time. Not a minute after half past twelve,” the man with the hlack moustache was saying. “I’ll be there all right, hut where’d you sav we’d meet? I’ve lost that slip of paper you gave me and it had 10 THE SENIOR MAGNET the address on it,” the other man replied. “That was careless, but I guess there wasn’t anything important on it. Come to 214 1-2 Manchester Lane. There’ll be three other men there and Erdmann has something to tell us. Don’t forget the suitcase or the papers either.” After a few more instructions the two men parted, leaving Tiny Tim puzzled at what he had heard, for it was just what had been on the slip of paper which he had found. As for the men, Tiny Tim had often seen the one with the black moustache going into the room next to his and he had wondered what such a well dressed man could be doing in so poor a place. Then at other times he had heard subdued voices far into the night, but he had always been too tired to pay any attention to them. However, he was determined that this night he would listen to what the men were saying. That evening Tiny Tim moved his mattress over close to the partition and lay down to await the appointed hour, but the strain of the day proved too much for him and he soon fell fast asleep. It was not until after midnight that he was aroused by sounds in the adjoining room. Sleepily he remembered the meeting of the five men which was planned for that night. For several moments the boy listened intently but all was silence. Then muffled foot-steps were heard in the hall and the door of the neighboring room opened. “It’s about time you were getting here; we’ve been waiting for almost half an hour and a few minutes might mean life or death to us.” Tiny Tim recognized the voice as that of the man with the black moustache. “Well, I would have been here sooner but one of those fool Bobbies was walking up and down in front of here and I didn’t want him to catch me with this suitcase.” This sounded like the other man whom Tiny Tim had seen that day. “Come on, let’s get down to business. Erdmann has found out for sure that these troops that were here today sail from South Hampton tomorrow night and one of us has to place the bomb on the transport. We’ll draw lots and see which one it’ll be.” The first man, who was evidently the leader. was speaking again. There was a moment of intense silence, broken finally bv the solemn voice of the leader, “It’s for the Fatherland, Mueller, and your’s is the privilege.” Herr Mueller’s patriotism seemed to be chilled a little by the thought of what it would mean to him. “Ja, ja, a great honor! What do T get out of it, nothing but a watery grave with those verdampt Americans !” “But the Fatherland, the Father-land, Mueller, thing of it! There’ll be thousands of Americans go down with you and all Germany will honor you, so vour sacrifice will be worth while.” Suddenly the plot dawned on Tiny Tim and he was t|uick to grasp the seriousness of the situation—to realize that any moment the meeting might break up so that immediate action was necessary. Stealthily the boy crawled to the street door and then as fast as his two crutches could carry him, he hobbled towards the corner of Manchester Lane and Mulberry street where he was sure to find his faithful friend, Jerry, a London Bobby. Never had the distance to the corner seemed so great as it did in the darkness of that night, but finally Tiny Tim was telling all that he had overheard to the kindly, big policeman. In several long strides, Jerry was at the call THE SENIOR MAGNET 11 station telephoning to Scotland Yard. “This is Number 315 at Mulberry Crossing. Five German spies ’ave been discovered at 214 1-2 Manchester Lane. Send six Secret Service men 'ere and the patrol and we can cover them.” . . . “Yes, sir, we’ve got the hevidence on them.” . . “Yes. sir. I’ll wait, sir.” Jerry was back at Tiny Tim’s side. “You stay ’ere, kid, we’ll need your hevidence against them.” It was only a few minutes before the motor car was beside them and Terry and Tiny Tim climbed in. At the tenement house two of the men were stationed by the fire escape while the other four with Jerry noiselessly mounted to the room. Just as the officers reached the end of the dark hall, door No. 214 1-2 opened and four men came out. Before they had time to realize what had happened they were roughly seized and rushed down to the patrol. The other man—the leader—darted to the window and down the fire escape only to be met at the bottom by the two guards. On the way to Scotland Yard. Tiny Tim had the seat of honor beside the driver where he sat erect as a soldier, his heart thumping proudly under his shabby coat, for the Secret Service men had praised him highly and had tolo him of what great value he had been to his country. When they reached the brightly lighted court at the Yard, Tiny Tim again told his story—this time to the interested Chief—while one of the officers opened the suspected suit case. From it he drew forth the trim uniform of an American soldier and a bomb containing enough deadly trini-tro-toluol to blow a huge ship to bits. Upon this evidence alone, the five Germans were later sentenced to be shot. “And as for you, Tim,” said the chief, “I want you to go with me tomorrow to St. James Park and see the wounded soldiers who have just returned from the front and who are to be decorated for bravery.” “I guess you’d better come with me now, sonny; me good wife Nora’ll find a comfortable bed for you in our ’ome down at Dover Circle an’ ye’re just to live with 11s always,” was Jerry’s cordial invitation. So Tiny Tim found a home—a home where there was a kind mother and a warm welcome waiting for him. The next day he went in a big automobile with the chief to the Park and when, after decorating the wounded Tommies, General Prince came over to the machine and pinned a shiny gold medal on Tim’s coat “for distinguished service in aiding his country’s cause and in saving the lives of thousands of soldiers,” there was not a prouder or happier boy in all London. 12 THE SENIOR MAGNET Classs Poem Katharine Gillespie Our time has come for leaving After four glad years, And I'm sure we all are grieving For we go with sadness and with tears. We can feel justly proud Of this, our illustrious crowd, For you would find no better, you know If you were to look high or low. There's been lots of joy For every girl and boy, And the times have been gay and bright For our class of the Purple and White. Perhaps you would like to hear Just who’s who and why, So if this way you’ll turn your ear You’ll know all bye and bye. Fred McAlpine is a busy lad, For he has much to do; He is student manager of athletics, And president of our class, too. There is a little maiden fair Wrho knows her not is certainly rare: We like her smile and to see her without it We would not feel sure it was Kathryn Douthett. Jim McDowell, of football fame, Has looked all over town, But still he cannot find a color He likes as well as Brown. By being valedictorian Paul Jenkins can feel mighty proud, For it’s the first time in many a year That a boy has headed the crowd. Don Crumay is one of our crew And methinks from the way it looks The thing he likes best to do Is to wander by the Brooks. Margaret Henninger is salutatorian And if you could only hear and see The way that girl recites You’d know she deserves to be. There is a boy who’s always there On field or floor or anywhere, In football or basketball lie’s always on the job You don’t know who? Of course you do! It’s Bob. Janet Leedom had a little Lamb And with him she likes to tarry, For the sake of those who do not know It’s a human Lamb called Harry. Priscilla Rhoads, a nice young girl, Is a member of our set, Who always has hopes of being Young Xo matter how old she may get. Myra Scott is not very small, Nor is Ethel Shaw very tall But apart they almost never go For they fit together so. Putt MacDonald is hard to beat, Captain of the football crew, He did many a wondrous feat And helped us with basketball, too. There are other members of our class Whose names I do not mention, But the time is up and I must stop So no longer I’ll ask your attention. THE SENIOR MAGNET 13 (Htfe ntor Magnet SENIOR MAGNET STAFF Kathryn Douthett, Chairman Elizabeth Abrams Paul Jenkins Robert Harper Myra Scott ___________________ Jennings Helm Vol. 18 6e 110! JANUARY, 1918 No. 4 EDITORIAL Kathryn Douthktt “Build thee more stately mansions, oh my soul .-Is the swift seasons roll.” —O. W. Holmes. The class of January, iqt8, is through! We’re surprised (no doubt you are, too), glad, and yet sorry. We realize, now that it is all over, just what our four years of High School life have meant to us. Of course tilings have gone wrong at times. There have been hard places—exams— work—and yet it has all been fun. downright fun! And now the question is, ichat are see going to do? Of one thing we are certain, and that is that every member of the class wants to do something worth while. The times need such people—demand them. The cry of war and need comes to us every day. It stirs our very souls. We all want to help,—to do something—not to allow others to do all the work and make the sacrifices. That is the real Ameri- can spirit—it is patriotism—and we’re proud of its existence. But we must think of the future. We must remember that after this war is over there will be a period of reconstruction, when many things will be changed and re-made. That is when there will be even a greater demand for real men and women than there is today : and that is when see shall have our greatest chance—on one condition— that is that we fit ourselves for it. How can we do this? It’s simple—go to college. Of course there are some of us who won’t be able to do this, but that number is, or at least ought to be, small. Every person who possibly can ought to secure for himself a college education. Sometime it will mean more to him than anything else could. It may seem harder to accomplish this than something else, but the fellow' or girl who has a developed mind and who is capable of doing things is the person who is going to win out in the end. 14 THE SENIOR MAGNET So, as the class of January, 1918, leaves B. H. S. for good, and as each of us looks forward to his or her future, let us hope that every single member of our class may take advantage of every circumstance through which a good result may be accomplished,— that as many as can may go to college and prepare themselves for the places that will certainly await them, and that some time—say twenty-five years from now—when we see the papers lined with red letters of some person who has become a prominent figure in the world’s history, we shall smile and be proud to say, “Well! there’s another from that class of B. H. S., January, T918—Some class!” To the Faculty Although, by special request of the teachers, it has been decided to forego the usual custom of the graduating class in presenting gifts to some of the teachers, we, the class of January 1918, wish to thank Professor Irvine and each member of tbe faculty for the many kindnesses which they have shown us and to express our deep appreciation for the interest they have taken in our Commencement Exercises. Class of Janu, igi8 “ Te Immortal Names, Not Meant to Die 14 ite- Ups 16 THE SENIOR MAGNET ELIZABETH LOVEBERRY ABRAMS “Lib With Honor Magnet Reporter I, II; Alumni Editor Magnet III; May Fielding in “Cricket on the Hearth;” Basketball. “The useful and the beautiful combined.” WILLIAM ERNEST BEARCHELL “Bill Football IV. “Short of stature was he, but strongly built and Athletic.” DOROTHY IRENE BLAKSLEE “Dort “The beauty of her hair bewilders us.” TWILA LEOTA BRACKNEY “To knozv her was to love her.” . MARIE BROOKS Girls’ Glee Club; Chorus I, II, III. “On one she smiled and he was blessed.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 17 GRACE IRVINE BROWN With Honor Chorus I, II, III; Literary Editor Magnet III; Kathervn Vernon in “Uncle Josh’s Folks;” Bertha in Cricket on the Hearth;” Basketball. “IVhat she undertook to do she did.” DAVID BELL CAMPBELL. Jr. “Juuus” Basketball TV; Football IV; Class Basketball III. “Like some slim sapling of the wood.” KATHLEEN ANNA CONWAY Chorus I, IL HI; Girls’ Glee Club II. Ill; Chorus in “Bulbul.” If I chance to talk littfft, pray excuse me.” WILLIAM DON CRUMAY “Crum” “As fine a fellow as is made.” KENNETLI NEGLEY DECKER “Doggie” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus II, III; Chorus in “Bulbul.” The bed has become a place of luxury to me. 18 THE SENIOR MAGNET SARAH KATHRYN DOUTHETT “Kass” Exchange Editor Magnet III; Editor in Chief IV; President Friendship Club IV; Basketball; Tilly Slowbov in “Cricket on the HearthChorus I, II, III. “Much mirth and no madness, All good and no badness.” ELIZABETH MARJORIE GAISER “Lizzie” “Alzvays obliging and without offense, And fancied for her gay impertinence.” KATHARINE HOWARD GILLESPIE “Case” Basketball. “A merry heart goes all the day.” DANIEL PAUL GILLON “Dan” Football IV; Class Basketball II, III; Chorus I, II, III; Glee Club III, IV; Chorus in “Bulbul.” “An ounce of pluck is worth a pound of luck.” AGNES ELIZABETH GREGEL Chorus in “Bulbul.” “She hath a zvay to chase despair.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 19 ROBERT MALCOLM HARPER “Bob” Basketball II, III, IV; Captain IV; Football III, IV; Magnet Reporter III, IV; Class Basketball I, II, HI; Class Baseball I, II; Vice President Hi-y IV. “A high school joke to cure the blues.” MARY VAN ETTA HEADLAND Chorus I, II, III; Class Secretary III, IV. “She is pretty to walk zvith And zvitty to talk zvith And pleasant to think on.” WILLIAM LEWIS HEINEMAN “Bill” Glee Club II, III, IV; Chorus in “Bulbul;” Chorus I, II, III. “Did you e’er see a boy like this Who dares not meet a pretty Miss? JENNINGS REIBER HELM “Helm” Class Basketball I; Class Baseball I; Glee Club I, II: Chorus I, II, III. “He is a good fcllozv, it zvill all be well.” ESTHER MAE HENNINGER “Es” Basketball. The softer charm, that in her manner lies Is framed to captivate, yet not surprise.” 20 THE SENIOR MAGNET MARGARET HELEN HENNINGER “Marg Solutatorian Alumni Editor Magnet IV; Basketball. ‘‘Her wind io her a kingdom is.” JOHN BICKEL HOLMAN Class Baseball II. “The most manifest of wisdom is continued cheerfulness.” PAUL WHISTLER JENKINS “Jinx” ’aledictorian Business Manager Magnet IV. “We gazed and gazed and still the wonder grew That one small •head could carry all he knew.” DAVID DALE KIRKPATRICK Kirk” “His form was of the manliest beauty His heart was kind and true.” VERNA EVELYN KRAUSE With Honor “Arms crossed, brow bent, Thought immersed, a student intent.” ■HHH THE SENIOR MAGNET 21 PAUL SMITH KRUG “WuTz” Football III, IV; Class Basketball I, II; King in “Bulbul;” John Perrybingle in “Cricket on the Hearth.” “Talkest thou nothing but ladies?” HELEN ELEANOR LEEDOM “Snooks” Class Treasurer I, II, HI, IV; Accompanist for “Sylvia” and “Bulbul;” Chorus and class accompanist. “She had eyes that could speak though her tongue were silent.” JANET LEEDOM “Jady” Chorus I, II, III. “Hoie happy could I be with either, Were ’tother dear charmer away.” RUSSELL REED MacDONALD “Putt” Football I, II, III, IV; Captain IV; Class Basketball I. II; Class Baseball I, II. “He was full of joke and jest”—and hamburgers! RUTH ELIZABETH MANGOLD “Root” This is a flower that smiles on every one. 22 THE SENIOR MAGNET HFRED RUSSELL McALPINE “Fritz Class President III, IV; Football Manager IV; Class Basketball II, III; Athletic Editor Magnet IV; Cast in “She Stoops to Conquer.” “And rocks shall raise their heads, Of his deeds to tell” JAMES WADDELL McDOWELL “Jim Football II, III, IV; Basketball III, IV; Class Basketball III; Class Baseball III. “I am very fond of the company of girls, I like their beauty, I like their vivacity, And I like their silence.” WILLIAM JAMES McICEEVER “Bill Class Baseball III. Be silent and pass for a philosopher. RUTH MECHLING “I zvill never be melancholy. MARGARET SOPHIA MECHLING “Crazy Sophia Mrs. Fielding in “Cricket on the Hearth: “She was a phantom of delight.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 23 MABLE MARGARET MILHEIM Meb” “Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty.” ISABELLA RUTH MOORE “Moorie” “Her eyes as stars of twilight fair. Like twilight too, her dusky hair.” CHARLES RICHEY MORRISON “Chuck” Basketball IV; Class Basketball I, II, III. “Give thy thoughts no tongue.” SARA GERALDINE ORAM “Saddie” Gentle and true, simple and kind was she.” GRETCHEN REBHUN “Gretch” Basketball. “Her feet keep time to the gay beatings of her heart” 24 THE SENIOR MAGNET PRISCILLA AYRES RHOADES “Syb Basketball; Chorus I. II, III. “If all the world and love zvere ‘Young’.” LYLLYAN GRACE ROE “Grace “She rows faithfully on through all hardships.” ETHEL ANNA SCOTT Et” With Honor “Her heart was in her zvork.” MYRA JOSEPHINE SCOTT “My” “She has a heart zoith room for every joy. HAROLD AARON RALPH SHANOR “Mac Vice President of Class; Football II, III, IV. “Or with a smile makes victory of defeat.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 25 MARY ETHEL SHAW Her voice is ever soft, gentle and lozv: MARY ALICE SMELTZER Basketball. ‘‘The crimson glow of modesty o'erspread her cheek, And gave new lustre to her charms.” JOHN ALBERT STAUFFER Johnnie Football III, IV. Football III, IV; Basketball IV. “List to the thunder of his voice.' ESTHER CALVERT STEWART Es” A proper maiden this, and thoughtful: FRANK LELAND STONE Brick” “Quietness reigns. 26 THE SENIOR MAGNET ELIZABETH ALBERTA THOMPSON Betty” “Sensitive, swift to resent but as szvift in atoning for error” MARGARET WEIR THOMPSON Peggy” “Modest and shy as a nun ” ADA GERTRUDE WISE Ade” “So quiet a maiden one seldom sees. NORMAN LOUIS WORCESTER Har” Caleb Plummer in “Cricket on the Hearth” “Every man has his fault and good nature is his.” Class Calendar Baccalaureate, Sunday, January 13, 1918. Class Night, Tuesday, January 15, 1918. Banquet at Y. M. C. A., Wednesday, January 16, 1918. Commencement, Thursday, January 17, 1918. Farewell Exercises, Friday, January 18, 1918. THE SENIOR MAGNET 27 Faculty Ye favored, ye enlightened fezv.” V. K. Irvine, A. B. PRINCIPAL, LATIN Phillips Exeter, Princeton “He was a man, take him all in all I shall not look upon his like again.” Bertha M. Miller, A. B. ENGLISH Allegheny, Harvard, Columbia. “Thou hast the patience and faith of saints.” Rose E. McNees, B. S. AMERICAN HISTORY, LATIN Grove City College. “Modesty seldom resides in a breast That is not enriched with noble virtues.” Ella Purvis, B. L. MATHEMATICS Westminster College. “A face with gladness overspread, Soft smiles by human kindness bred.” Josephine Hammond, A. B. ENGLISH Grove City College, Harvard “It’s guid to be merry and wise, It’s guid to be honest and true.” Martha U. Orr, A. B. GERMAN AND ENGLISH Wells College and Harvard. “A heart to conceive, the understanding to direct and the hand to execute.” Mary McNees, Ph. B. MATHEMATICS AND ENGLISH Grove City College. “Earth's noblest thing, a woman perfected.” John T. Hogg, A. B. LATIN Otterbein College. “He is noble only who in u'ord, thought and deed proves himself a man.” Josephine Boyle English Ratidolph-Macon, Univ. of Pittsburgh, Harvard. “The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.” George Bardon Leiphart, A. B. ENGLISH AND GERMAN Allegheny College. “This man should make the hour.” Vera L. Foster, A. B. LATIN AND PHYSICAL GEOGRAPHY Allegheny College. “Charms strike the sight but merit wins the soul.” Bliss G. Elliot, A. B. MATHEMATICS University of Worcester. “A man as true as steel.” Elizabeth O. Laing, A. B. ALGEBRA AND HISTORY Muskingum College. “The mildest manner and gentlest heart.” Anna A. Houston. A. B. LATIN AND ASTRONOMY Westminster College. “Oh, spirits gay and kindly heart, Precious blessings ye impart.” 28 THE SENIOR MAGNET H. Carl Oesterling, A. B. PHYSICS AND PHYSICAL GEOGRAPHY Westminster College. Marriage is a desperate thing.” Elizabeth McKinley domestic science and art Drexel Institute. “Xattire leas here so lavish with her store, That she bestowed until she had no more.” Gertrude A. Seibert, A. B., B. S. household arts Lima College; Columbia University. “Her failings lean to virtue’s side.” Elizabeth Drebert commercial University of Pittsburgh. “The magic of a face.” Mont R. Frederick mechanical drawing Penn State. His heart was open as the day, His feelings were all true.” Mary A. Wigton COMMERCIAL Rochester Business Institute. “Thy modesty's a candle to thy merit.” Harold S. Rand, A. B. science Western Reserve University “They that govern the most make the least noise.” Caroline M. Markey commercial Whitewater, Wisconsin, Normal, University of Commerce. “To those ’ who know thee not, no words can paint. And those who know thee, know all words are faint.” ohn R. Pillow WOODWORK Lehigh University and Penn State College. “Patient of toil, serene amidst alarms.” Frances J. Mitchell commercial Grove City College and Rochester Business Institute. “She speaks not harshly to anyone.” Susan A. Rose, A. B. ENGLISH AND PHYSIOLOGY Allegheny College. “Every rose has a thorn, But how sweet the roses are.” Edith E. Birchard, B. A. PHYSIOLOGY AND ANCIENT HISTORY Allegheny College. “She moves a goddess and looks a queen.” Carena Jackman, A. B. ENGLISH AND ALGEBRA Wittenberg College. “In whom there is truth and righteousness, she is blessed.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 29 THE ALUMNUS “The truth and nothing but the truth.” Vol. I. No. I. JANUARY 13, 1928 Price: No Sense Thrill's Immense Audience Last Saturday evening Miss Sophia Mechling gave a most entertaining and destructive lecture at the Globe Theatre, New York City, upon the subject The Latest Style of Hairdressing in Uruguay.” The orator held the vast audience in the hollow of her hand just as she used to on our famous Friday morning literaries. Her next lecture will be entitled How to eat peas with a knife.” Miss Purvis Buys New Car Altho Miss Ella Purvis is not a member of our illustrious class, it might be interesting to note that sbe has purchased a 1929 model Mercedes which she drives herself. Brilliant Reception Mrs. Mary Headland X-----was the hostess at one of the most fashionable balls in the history of New York last Friday. Mr. Oswald Percival Snookums was the honor guest. Editorial The purpose of The Alumnus is to keep the members of the class of Jan. ’18 in touch with each other, so the Senior Magnet Committee has decided to edite the paper annually every decade, this being the first issue. Any news items or complaints kindly address to the Editors, Wallula Ave. Our Personal Column Miss Margaret Hennin-ger, who was salutatorian of our class, has recently been elected dean of Boob’s College. Jennings Helm bas been sentenced to twenty years in the coop for filling prescriptions without a diploma. William LTeineman has lately been appointed by Madame Gretchen Reb-hun, the president of the U. S., to serve as chief cook and bottle washer for the Boy Scouts. The engagement of Miss Esther Henninger to Count Reginald DeLuxe of Borneo is announced. Mr. Charles Morrison recently entertained the men of the class of Jan. T8 with a week end stag party at his spacious Long Island country place, “Squirrel’s Cove.” Paul Smith Krug, a member of our class, is to make bis debut as Gus-kuof, the bass soloist, in “Speenutle,” the latest of Mr. Grizellie’s classic operas, to lie produced at the Metropolitan this week. Our talkative friend. Wm. McKeever, is now a book agent for the I. Foolem Co., and by his unusual flow of speech has sold many thousand copies of “How to Woo a Rich Heiress.” We notice by the latest edition of the Moving Picture World that Miss Dorothy P.lakslee is starring as vampire with The Chimpanzee Film Co (It is rumored that she wears a black wig ) Myra Scott has just returned from Siberia where she was engaged in teaching classic dancing to the former Czarine. 30 THE ALUMNUS NOVELTIES IN ADVERTISING It Pays to Advertise in The Alumnus Quick Returns From All Ads. BUTLER THEATRE Wm. Be arc hell, Mgr. Special Vodvil This Week Only Comic Opera ‘The Pozader Puff Girlies’ Featuring Miss Ethel Shaw FOR SALE Will he at Kramer’s barn next Saturday with splendid stock of “Interlinear” ponies. Freshies, here’s your chance! ! ! — Senior Vergil Class. Second hand binder and reaper. Am leaving farm for better or worse.— Verna Krause. My latest and greatest book. “How to Meet the Crisis of Life with a Calm Face and Fluttering Heart,” price ioc.—John Holman, A. D. F. A box of fine rogue, as I have no use for same.— Marv Smeltzer. LOOK! LISTEN! Dave Campbell’s Minstrels will be in town Nigger’s Nite. Don’t miss them because Dave and Johnny Stauffer have a Surprise for you. You Knozv Them. Babes in arms not admitted. The Classy Hair Dressing Parlors Putt MacDonald, Prop. Shaves a Specialty Prices 1-2 Off Class of January, T8 FIRE SALE! ! A fine collection of false hair and beards slightly scorched. Exceptionally appropriate for the holiday season, at Dale Kirkpatrick’s •Haberdashery MUSIC LESSONS Best method for playing with two fingers, taught by Helen Leedorum. Also how to reach high C by Priscilla Rhoades. Young students preferred. Studio on Peach Street. ATTENTION Please pay subscriptions to this paper inside of a decade so that the joint editors, Kass Dout-hett and Lib. Abrams, can get out of the Old Ladies Home at the Poor Farm. HARKEN! Have you read Twila Brackney’s book, “An Improved Edition of Ancient and Modern Poetry?” It’s worth while. WHISTLER’S EATING HOUSE Paul Jenkins, Steward Open All Nite Soup Renewed Every Tuesday and Friday Hash slingers a drawing attraction. WANTED! Pupils for Worcester’s Business Academy. Course designed for boneheads. Terms cheap. Old False Teeth, don’t matter if broken. Ones capable of biting holes in doughnuts preferred. Address Bob Harper, Polk. Pa. I am an honest, sober, respectable, handsome bachelor, now in my prime and would like a tender and loving wife. Candidates write soon to avoid rush.—Leland Stone. Nurses for my new hospital at Taglioskok, Egypt. Across the ocean in an aeroplane. — Dan Gillon. M. D. By Miss Bertha Miller, some students who are as bright and who talk as little as the class of Jan. ’18. THE SENIOR MAGNET 31 A Senior Dope Corn Roast On Monday evening. Sept. 17, the members of our class held a corn roast at Headland’s farm on the Freeport Road. The “round trip” was made in automobiles except for those who came in Mac Shanor’s Ford. Aside from the tearing down of a hay stack, which had just been built that day, the stealing of about half the corn in the neighborhood and the fact that Kass Dout-liett sprained her ankle, our behavior was fairly good and the occasion was a great success. The party was chaperoned by Miss Miller and Miss Orr and we certainly recommend them to all other classes in need of guardians The class appreciates Mary Headland's kindness in donating the farm to us for the evening. B Senior Reception The B Seniors entertained our class royally with the semi-annual party in the library on Friday, Nov. 9. We surely must hand it to them for being good sports and showing us a fine time. R Parte R parte it sure wuz sum clas wee had it out too sheerur’s barn wun nite a while ago an’ nigh outer every bud-die waz their so no coarse wie had fun frum start to finis. Sum uv the biys played bawl for a few minuts but dan-cin wuz thee mane amuzment uv the nite, the eatz wuz allso a drawin' feet-shttr. Once agin yet wie waz took care uv by Mrs. Mueller and Oar. The musik were swell becuz the Hartungs wuz kind enufT to pla and sing fer uz. Senior Banquet The class at first debated whether or not to have a banquet on account of our being patriotic enough to feel that all our pennies should go to the Red Cross and W. S. S. But when the women of the W. C. T. U. offered to get it up for 11s and give all the profits to the supporting of a Belgian war orphan, there was no longer any question whether it was all right. The banquet was given at the Y. M. C. A. on Wednesday, January the i6th, and was a great success in every sense of the word. THE SE N I O It M AGN E T 33 SKNIOR BASKETBALL CHAMPIONS II—Ik—-II— • � —«« • «—� I ATHLETICS ! 4«—..—..—..—..—..—.—.—.—..——■■——■■—••—■■—«■——■� —■■—■■——«—■——•+ Fred R. McAlpine Class Athletics W illiam Bearchkll, better known as “Bill,” easily won his letter “B” this year in football, having played in each of the eight league games. Although “Bill” failed to make a score, his consistent gains in line plunges and end runs were a very material aid to B. 11. S. in winning many games. David Campbell, alias “Julius,” came into the limelight this football season. He played a regular tackle position throughout the season and surely made his presence known. Perhaps “Julius” showed to the best ad- vantage in the Beaver Falls game by again and again throwing the visitors for losses. In class basketball “Dave” was our tall center, and was third high scorer in the class league. He greatly aided our class in winning the class championship a second time. Last year “Julius” was a second string man to the varsity basketball team, but this year is the varsity center, and in the first few panics he was the main- a spring of the ofifense. Though not at all proud. “Dave is able to look down on every team he plays against. 34 THE SENIOR MAGNET Don Crumay was affected with basketball in his Junior year and helped us in winning our first class championship. He now spends his time wandering alongside the “Brooks.” Kenneth Decker. “Deck” had a smattering of football and basketball in him. but he found more jov in playing with his allies on the second teams. Daniet, Gillon. “Dan” won his letter this year in football by real heady playing. In class basketball “Dan” showed his superior form, having played on our class team in both his Junior and Senior years. He assisted materially in our winning the class league basketball championship twice. Robert Harper. “Bob” is our all-around football, basketball and baseball man. In football “Bob” was a real star, scorning 82 points of a total of 150. “Bob.” by his wonderful end runs, registered twelve touchdowns. His playing in the Wilkinsburg game was far above par. Everyone that saw that game will surely remember “Bob” recovering a fumble and carrying the mud soaked pigskin 65 yards for the only touchdown of the game, evading the entire band of Wilkinsburg warriors. Harper is a basketball artist of no mean ability. He was elected to captain the varsity this season and by the indications of the first few games, has proved worthy of this position. He was chosen as an all-scholastic guard last year and bids fair this year for the same place. There is no question but that “Bob” will be beard from in college athletics. Paul Krug. “Wotz” is a footballer from head to toe, and that’s some distance. He distinguished himself in every game this year as a first class guard. “Paulie” is a star on the stage as well as on the gridiron. Dale Kirkpatrick. “Kirk” had a preference for football and helped with the seconds to put the varsity in shape. Dale has sporting blood in him but does not exert it to a very great extent. Russell MacDonald. “Putt's chief sport is football. He captained the varsity this year in such a manner as to win 7 out of 8 hard league games. Xot bad, eh? “Putt’s” motto is to get the jump on the other fellow and he surely did. None too much can be said about “Putt.” He won four letters, one each year. He has football in his blood and surely will be heard from in college athletics. “Putt” also plays basketball. At present be is on the varsity squad. He was a member of our Junior year’s class league champs, but having broken a leg last year in football he was unable to aid us in our gaining the class championship twice. Russell also is a bang up base ball player. James McDowell. “Jim” is an all-around athlete, having received three football letters, and two basketball letters. “Jim” captained our team to the class league basketball championship. He was second high scorer in the class league. “Jim” started this season at his old guard position, but Coach Anderson moved him to the backfield, where he showed his superior ability as a football player, on the offense as well as the defense. “Jim” is playing a regular guard position on the basketball varsity this year. William McKeever. “Will’s” hobby is base ball and be sure can play the national game. He also has a little basketball blood in him. John Stauffer. “Pussyfoot” is his middle name, but we just call him plain John. He has played varsity football for two years, and as a center has no equal in Western Pennsylvania. John was chosen the last two years as center on the all-scholastic teams. He i THE SENIOR MAGNET 35 t also on the basketball squad and is a very creditable player. Ralph Shanor. “Mac” is another of our football stars. He is an all-around aggressive player and starred on the offense as well as on the defensive. “Mac” scored four touchdowns, being second high man. He surely made some neat gains through the fou ward pass method. Charles Morrison. “Chuck” is a basketball player of note, and has given a good account of himself on every occasion both in class league and varsity games. Editor’s Note: Fred MeAlpine’s modesty did not permit him to praise himself as an athlete, so we are going to do it for him. Fred was a member of both the championship teams of Jan. ’18, and was one of our stars. His floor work was excellent and he was our most consistent scorer, having the honor of leading the league in the number of field goals scored last year. Although he has never been in varsity basketball, Fred helped greatly to make it a success by acting as manager last year. This year he was awarded a football “B” for his services as student manager of athletics. BASKETBALL Of Butler High School’s major sports basketball easily takes first rank. No other game has been so popular, in high school, as the floor game. The Cleass League was inaugurated in the fall of 1910 and has met with great success in the last five years and has been valuable as a training school for varsity material. The class of June, 1913. won the Spaulding trophy the first year. In our first year our team started with a rush, winning the first game, but unfortunately losing all others. This did not dishearten any of our players, for the next year several new men were added to the team and in this season we broke even, winning half our games. The third and fourth showed us in our real form, winning the class league championship each year. The team the third year was composed of Harper, Capt., Younkins, McAlpine, Wise, Barbarv, McDonald and Gillon. The fourth year team was composed of Gillon and McAlpine, forwards: Campbell, center: Capt. McDowell and Morrison, guards. This last team was a real scoring combination, having three of the four league scorers. McAlpine lead the league with 25 field goals to his credit. “Julius” Campbell was a close second with 20 field goals. Capt. McDowell was fourth with T7 field goals and 16 out of 30 fouls. Our class has the great distinction of being the only class to win the class league cup twice. Our A Senior girls were not idle all the time, but added more glory to our class by winning ten out of twelve games and incidentally the girl’s championship. This year the varsity five consists of four A Seniors, which goes to prove that we can play varsity basketball as well as class league. The four men are Capt. Harper, guard: McDowell, guard; Campbell, center; Morrison, forward, with Stauffer and MacDonald fighting hard for positions. The following is a brief account of the first two varsity games: A team representing the Alumni of B. IT S. were the first victims of Capt. Harper’s warriors and were beaten by a score of 39 to 24. The line-up: Butler—39 Alumni—24 McKee F. Bernlohr Morrison F. Cleeland 36 THE SENIOR MAGNET Campbell C. J. L. Wise Harper (Capt.'I G. Young (Capt.) McDowell G. Ketterer Substitutions—V. Wise for Morrison. Gibson for McKee, McDonald for McDowell. Bverlv for J. L. Wise. Field Goals—McKee 5. Morrison 1. Campbell 3, Harper 2, V. Wise 2. Gibson 2. Bernlohr 3, Cleeland 1. Wise 1, Ketterer 1, Bverlv 1. Foul Goals—McKee 9 out of 17, Bernlohr 8 out of it, Ketterer 2 out of 4. Referee—MacLafferty. Butler vs. Kittanning Butler High School’s basketball five added its second victory of the season by defeating Kittanning High by the score of 25 to 22. The line-up: Butler—25 Kittanning—22 McKee F. Edwards Gibson F. Brosius Campbell C. Heasley Harper G. Montgomery McDowell G. Rhodes Substitutions—Wilson for Brosius. Brosius for Rhodes. Field Goals—McKee 1. Gibson 3, Campbell 4. Harper t, Edwards 2. Brosius 3. Foul Goals—McKee. 7 out of 15: Edwards. 12 out of 22. FOOT-BALL Since we entered B. H. S. it has been with pride that we have noticed the success and the undaunted spirit which has been pre-eminent in the athletics of the school. In the years 1914 and 1915. two very successful teams were developed. These years were our Freshman and Sophomore years and our best plavers were only good enough for the second teams, though we’ve had two letter men each year. During the football season of iqi6 our class had five letter men. The team this year had not suffered a defeat until the championship match 1 -tween Butler and Wilkinsburg. on Forbes Field. Pittsburgh. Here we were defeated by the score of 27 to 0. The gam? was a perfect standstill until the last quarter. In the final period the enemy nosed us out. The last football season which our class. January 1918, saw in High School was the one just ended and we. as a class, feel proud to think that we have had some part in making it a success. We had ten letter men on the squad, Shanor, Campbell. Krug, Stauffer, MacDonald, Harper. Gillon, Bearchell. McDowell and football manager McAlpine. With all due respect to past teams and seasons, we think that the last team was the fastest that has ever represented good old B. H. S. Captain MacDonald and Coach Anderson deserve the credit of forming such a team. BASE BALL. TENNIS, ETC. Baseball in B. H. S. has never proven much of a success. In our Sophomore year, the only year that there was a class league, we won the championship from the Seniors. In our class we have some players of no mean ability along this line. The spring tennis tournaments each year attracted great attention amongst both girls and boys. Our class is well represented by such players as Harper. McDowell. Gillon. McAlpine, Campbell. Helm, and Kathryn Douthett. Incidentally our class won the bowling championship this fall by winning all our games played. The team w’as composed of Harper. McDowell, McAlpine. Campbell, Shanor, MacDonald and Stauffer. THE SENIOR MAGNET 37 Pin Cushion “The place to get a jag.” Imagine! Marie without Don and vice versa. Grace Brown running a laundry. John Stauffer without his dimples. Verna Krause making a zero. Daniel Gillon in the lion’s den. Mac Shanor in a rush. Mabel Milheim weighing 250! Bill Heineman with a girl. Paul Jenkins chewing Five Brothers. Ethel Shaw flirting. Dave Campbell with a moustache. Fred McAlpine with red hair. Mr. Irvine on a spree. Pap Turner without a grin. Miss Purvis driving a Ford! No. 5 without us. Ethel Shaw (in Astronomy)—“I can’t hear what she is writing.” Myra Scott (in History, a short time after Thanksgiving)—“They were all picking on Turkey.” Latest in Dramas “Oh Boy”—Bob Harper. “Business Before Pleasure”—Fred McAlpine. “A Tailormade Man”—John Holman. “The Country Cousin” — Verna Krause. “Polly With A Past”—Paul Jenkins. “Here Comes The Bride”—Marie Brooks. “On With The Dance” — Mary Headland. “The Hand of Joy”—Room 5. “You’re In Love”—Don Crumay. “1917 Follies”—Jan., 1918, Girls. “Kitty Darlin’ ”—Case Gillespie. “Over The Top”—January 17, 1918. “Love o’ Mike”—Kass Douthett. “Midnight Frolic”—Senior Party. The Faculty Class of June. 1918 Paul Jenkins Helen Leedom Our Class B. H. S. Basketball Team Fred McAlpine Vergil Janet Leedom Twila Brackney So? In olden days the monk did chant His “laudes damns tibi.” Not so, today—the monk we know Sings “laudes”—but to “Syb(i).” (Buckey cut this one out) they conceal it. we recommend Horlick’s. oh! that giggle! just ask Miss Miller, what will it be without four? he says “this here.” not without a pony, she has some sneeze, nix on her poetry! Senior Benefit Rehearsal Grace Brown (as Bertha, a blind girl)—“What shall I do now?” Miss Orr—“Well, let’s see, you might go over and look out the window.” How About It? 38 THE SENIOR MAGNET Oh, Those Seniors! ! ! Once upon a time there was a Brown Campbell who started out to stroll. After he had gone over several Rhoades he came to one of the widest Brooks he had ever seen. “Oh, Shaw,” said he, “I might be Wise but I don’t know how I will ever get across for I couldn’t even throw a Stone that far.’’ Fortunately a double Decker boat came along and he asked the pilot to Roe him across. So he was placed in the Helm and conveyed to the opposite Headland where they deposited him. “Great Scotts. but I’m obliged to you, for it would have Paul’d to stay over there.’’ Just then a Holman came along and offered to Leedom to Worcester but the Campbell said he wanted to see the wonderful Gaiser but he could scarcely walk any Moore, so he decided the whole idea was Crumay. Who’s Who In January 1918 Worst lady fusser—Jim McDowell. Most popular fellow—Bob Harper. Worst giggler—Helen Leedom. Most dignified Senior -— Elizabeth Thompson. The man higher up—Dave Campbell. Best student—Paul Jenkins. Best looking fellow—Dale Kirkpatrick. Liveliest girl—Syb Rboades. Hardest guy—Leland Stone. Worst user of slang—Ethel (oh) Shaw. Biggest eater—Putt MacDonald. Miss Wigton—“I insured my residence for 7-8 of its value, paying $42 premium; what was the value of the barn ?” Boetry? Old Mater Hubbard Ivit ad cupboard Ut cani ferret eim Bone. Et cum ibi venit Id vacuum fuit Und so miser canis had none. Humpty Dumpty sedit in muro Humpty Dumpty cedit caesum—oh All regis equi, all regis men Couldn’t coniungere eum again. Hi diddle diddle Die Katze et fiddle Vacca transilit the moon Canicula risit Yidere such sport Patella defirgit cum spoon. Mary had a parvtim agnam Coma alba quasi snow Ubique Mary ivit Agna certa was to go. Four Hints “Calm on the listening ear of night” —Bill Beachell. “Glorious things of thee are spoken’’—Bucky. “How firm a foundation”—Putt MacDonald. “Oh. Lord! how happy would we be”—Don Crumay. In Vergil Mr. I.—“What does caprae mean?” Syb R.—“Deer.” Mr. I.—No, not this time.” Syb.—“Sheep.” Mr. I.—“No, something associated with sheep.” Svb. (looking at Jadv Leedom)— “Lamb.” Would some one please tell Case Gillespie if she can get hair off a pin’s head ? .THE SENIOR MAGNET 39 They Tell Us That Jim McDowell always does things up “Brown.” Sophie Mechling likes to watch an “Eddy.” Dale Kirkpatrick’s mamma puts his hair up in curlers. Case Gillespie thinks there’s no bird like a “Jay.” Paul Krug thinks the Sophomore boys? ? ? are classy. Jadv Leedom would like a “Brown” “Lamb.” Leland Stone has a heart but it is awfully “hard.” Mabel Milheim likes to ride in a “Wully” Ford. The A Senior fellows will make good politicians, for there’s nothing like double voting. (Invitations a specialty). Elizabeth Gaiser uses John’s Linemen (t).” Ruth Moore had a bad “Faull.” Syb Rhoades is as graceful as a “Young” “Barley” “Reed.” Ruth Mechling is teaching school at Glenshaw. How can it was? ? Heard in Vergil Mr. I (explaining construction)— “Now put your nee over with that word.” Conservation My Tuesdays are meatless, Mv Wednesdays are wheatless, I’m getting more eatless each day; My home, it is heatless, My bed, it is sheetless, They’re all sent to the Y. M. C. A. The bar rooms are treatless, My coffee is sweetless, Each day I get poorer and wiser My trousers are seatless, My stockings are feetless; Oh hell, how I do hate the kaiser. Bob Harper (English)—“Robert Browning was born on some of the cliffs of London and the only thing he had was tutoring.” Mary Smeltzer (in Vergil)—“He had a long white beard growing on his forehead.” Dale K. (translating)—“The huge janitor stood barking in the doorway.” Mr. Irvine—“He wouldn’t have a tomb on his head, would he?” Mac S. (scanning)—“There are too manv feet in the last syllable.” John Holman (translating) — “He used himself for a sail.” ‘We have tried to please; tell ns sovereigns of a new domain, ■ire you content, or have we toiled in vain?” the End Have You Noticed How Well Dressed the Young Men of Our City Are? These Young men are the city’s future Lawyers, Bankers, Doctors, Business Men, etc. They all look prosperous, because they know where to buy their clothes and how to wear them, and right now you can buy these same kind of clothes at a saving. Douthett Graham, Inc. The Men’s Store of this City We have in stock a full line of KEEN KUTTER TOOLS, SAWS, HATCHETS, CHISELS, BITS AND BRACES. Any Keen Kutter Tool is covered with an absolute guarantee. In case of flaw or imperfection we will replace with new tool. J. NIGGEL’S SON 130 EAST JEFFERSON ST. ESTABLISHED 1874 Geo. Ketterer —Leader in— FURNITURE The Highest Quality Furniture at Moderate Prices LOOKS THE BEST WEARS THE BEST PLEASES THE BEST 222 South Main St., Butler, Pa. Zimmerman’s Specialty Store Our Fiftieth Semi-Annual SACRIFICE SALE Is Going On All This Month McBride Decker SILK HOSE UMBRELLAS HANDKERCHIEFS PLAID SILKS STRIPE SILKS PLAIN SILKS HAND BAGS FLAT PURSES McCALL’S PATTERNS McBRIDE DECKER 126 SOUTH MAIN STREET DRUGS PRESCRIPTION WORK A SPECIALTY Redick - Grohman DRUG STORE E. J. C. Grohman, Ph. G., Prop. 109 N. Main St. BUTLER, PA. AT - TEN - SHUN H I - Y CLUB EVERY TUESDAY, 7:15 P. M. “Life Problems of School Boys” Just the problems you are up against every day. Lively debates. Helpful suggestions. Membership in the Hi-Y Club open to any boy 16 years of age and over. BEGIN THE YEAR RIGHT- GET YOUR NAME IN TODAY Robert Oberly, President Dan Gillon, Membership Chairman —t TROuT MAN’S Domestic Science Pupils will find everything they need here in “The Store Where Everybody Shops” HEADQUARTERS FOR ROYAL SOCIETY GOODS Handkerchiefs—Fancy Goods Reiber’s Men’s Shop Interwoven Socks Arrow Collars Faultless Pajamas Silkloth Shirts Munsing Unions Alf. M. Reiber Bro. Always New Neck- wear GREEN YOUNG —for the— Nobby College Clothes We Want to Tell You That we have the Newest and Snappiest TRENCH SUITS and OVERCOATS in Butler. Just the garments to make you look Classy. The prices are right, too. Agents for the FLORSHEIM SHOE and HAWES HATS with the snap Look ’em over KIRKPATRICK BROS. 134 South Main Street BUTLER, PA. Citizens Service Co. REAL ESTATE INSURANCE MORTGAGES 116 E. Cunningham St. SURETY BONDS Workingmen’s Compensation “Everything Theo. Vogeley Electrical” 247 South Main Street, Butler, Pa. - ADVANCE ANNOUNCEMENT OF OUR FIRST SHOWING OF THE NEW Spring Styles Spring 1918 Most High School Boys and Girls Wear Corona Shoes BECAUSE CORONA SHOES ARE KNOWN THE TOWN OVER FOR THEIR GOODNESS Season after season, year after year, but add lustre to the fair fame of CORONA SHOES. Most of Butler’s best informed people believe them to be the Best Shoes at their price in the world. Their extraordinary wearing qualities—their comfortable and shape retaining lines—their conformity to prevailing fashion— form the basis of that belief. Today is a good time to become converted to the “CORONA” Shoe Habit! A. Ruff’s Sons Butler’s Largest Shoe Store If the Shoes come from Ruff’s they’ll ivear. . —m—..... ■-— •—..—..—..—..—..—..—■■—..—..—..—..—■■——..—..—..—■——..——«r Auto Supplies EVERYTHING THAT IS BEST FOR THE MOTOR “Diamond Tires,” Valvoline Gasoline, Oil, Greases, Supplies FREE AIR VULCANIZING McClung’s 127 Cunningham Street Before and After School Hours Cumming’s Candy Shop FOR YOUR DELICIOUS HOT AND COLD DRINKS A Complete Assortment of High Grade Chocolates and Bon Bons in Plain and Fancy Boxes 146 NORTH MAIN STREET BUTLER, PA. J. G. W. CAMPBELL Manufacturers and Dealers in HARDWARE, HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS, FARM IMPLEMENTS, STOVES, TINWARE Sprayers and Orchard Supplies, Pipe and Fittings, Machinists’ Tools, Conklin Wagons, Incubators, Brooders and Poultry Supplies Bell Phone 15, Peoples Phone 7 208-210 S. Main St., BUTLER, PA. Valve-in-Head Motors On the Diamond Butler, Penn a ------------------- +■ Once Used Always Used Real Estate Life Insurance LIEBLER BROS. RESTAURANT Ask About Policy That Protects You and Your Family Liebler Bros. Prop. C. N. BOYD South Main Street Over Boyd’s Pharmacy ROSENBLUM’S DR. FORD H. HAYS Coats Suits Millinery Dentist Dry Goods Odd Fellows Temple Special Attention to Students 1 Both Phones Butler, Pa. DR. P. C. TAYLOR i . DR. O. O. MOORHEAD Dentist Dentist 123 South Main Street 137V2 South Main Street • CHRISTLEY BAKER MARSHALL WATSON Attorneys-at-Law Attorneys-at-Law I. O. O. F Temple 112 W. Diamond St., Butler, Pa. JACKSON TROUTMAN , MURRIN AND MURRIN Attorneys-at-Law Attorneys-at-Law Butler County Nat. Bank Bldg. 231 South Main Street , JOHN. R. HENNINGER - n . ’ 11 LEVI M. WISE Attorney-at-Law Attorney-at-Law 112 Y. Diamond Street 112 West Diamond Street 1 HARRY L. GRAHAM ! JOHN H. WILSON Attorney-at-Law Attorney-at-Law Butler County Nat. Bank Bldg. 10 W est Diamond Street E. P. PEFFER CHARLES HOSFORD Justice of the Peace Attorney-at-Law Xo. 8 W. Diamond St., Butler, Pa. 145 South Main Street Compliments of PALACE CONFECTIONERY GREER AND GREER The Home of Sweets Attorneys-at-Law 208 South Min Street Nick Gazettos 104 S. Main St. JAMISON’S PHARMACY The Store of Quality Lewis Jamison, Ph. G. BRITTAIN DRUG COMPANY Cor. Main and Mifflin Sts. 112 South Main Street Compliments of 1 I HAZLETT McCOLLOUGH Real Estate Younkins Bldg., South Main St. 1 ! ? Campbell’s Good Furniture E. D. Jenkins Sam Cohn for THE POPULAR CLOTHIER GROCERIES Home of and Collegian and Kuppenheimer Clothes MEATS Good Clothes and Nothing Else Both Phones 162 Race St. South Main Street McBride’s R. L. Kirkpatrick The Home of Fine Candy and Ice Cream JEWELER AND OPTICIAN Watch Inspector for B. R. P., Apollo Chocolates B. Sc L. E., B. O., P. B. St. WE SPECIALIZE IN LIGHT Railroads. LUNCHES 246 S. Main St. Butler, Pa. •fr Lyndora National Bank Lyndora, Pennsylvania ■: We Cordially Invite Your Business John G. Graham Attorney-at-Law Special Attention to Business Matters I. 0. O. F. Temple Bell Phone 144 Butler, Pa. KNAPP-FELT HATS MANHATTAN SHIRTS What Are They Wearing This Winter? The most authoritative answer to that question will be found at WICK’S—where correct styles in Hats and Men’s Furnishings are shown to suit each individual taste. John S. Wick Son Butler, Pa. ROYAL TAILOR SUITS LEWIS UNDERWEAR Lon Green The Home of Good Shoes 251 South Main Street Butler, Pa. — ■■— — C. G. Dixon DRUGGIST Sells— Drugs, Toilet Waters, Cigars, Candies, Toilet Sets, Soda Water Corner Main and Diamond Sts. SPECIAL SALE! | On Men’s and young Men’s OVERCOATS For Ten Days Only at Rosenberg’s 137 South Main Street “FOR THINGS ELECTRICAL” call on The Electric Shop JOHN E. FLACK, Propr. House Wiring, Fixtures, Supplies, Household Appliances 115 W. Jefferson St. Peoples Phone 251 Bell 241-J Butler Drug Co. Perfect Prescription Service Main North Sts., Butler, Pa. Everybody Knows Where Drugs, Chemicals and Sick Room Accessories Avail yourself of our free delivery service Exclusive Bracelet Watches Ours is the only store in town in which you can purchase The Hallmark Bracelet Watch. Our personal guarantee is backed by many hundreds of Hallmark stores throughout the United States. Ralston Smith Jewelers THE MODERN STORE The Best Place to Buy DRY GOODS, LADIES' and MEN’S FURNISHINGS Agents for Ladies’ Home Journal Patterns—15s each—none higher C. M. EISLER 001| st COMPANY Ipe plesThone When You Are Thinking of Shoes Think of Bickel’s Butler, Penn’a. lBTKY FLOPSI J. KIINGLER lof ; BDTLBK,PA :i:|l Slut andtr 111 rood and i Klingler’s Products Made in Butler White Pearl Flour For General Family Use Made from Spring and Winter Wheat For Good Bread Everytime Use DIAMOND BEST The Quality Bread Flour DON’T USE WESTERN SPRING WHEAT FLOURS for Pastry. Butler County Winter Wheat makes the finest Pastry Flour in the world. We know how to mill it just right. Always use Good Luck Pastry Flour H. J. Klingler Co. Millers Butler -- Y —--- V m Show Your Patriotism and help uncle Sam by purchasing WAR SAVINGS STAMPS and we will help YOU by keeping your investment in our strong vault absolutely free of cost to you. Butler Savings Trust Company j Butler, Pa. THE MILLION DOLLAR CAPITAL AND SURPLUS BANK THE GUARANTY SAFE DEPOSIT TRUST COMPANY Wants to help you to accumulate your first thousand dollars, believing that will prove to be the cornerstone of your success. Persistent saving on a well-defined plan for a few years will give you a new chance for 1 bigger and better things. You can begin with one dollar or more and 1 the interest will be compounded semi-annually. KettererBros. 224 South Main Street Fine Shoes FOR THE YOUNG MEN AND LADIES Learn our policy, know our mer- ■ chandise as regards to Quality M and Value, be awake to the gen- I eral conditions and you, young j men, will patronize I Hart Graham Sons Co. 143 S. Main St., Butler, Pa. 0. N. Williams Bro. Retail Jewelers 120 South Main Street Butler, Penn’a Good Dressers All Go To Geo. Ketterer Son For the Latest In Men’s Clothing, Furnishings and Hats 228 South Main Street New Paths and New Duties Comes a time in school life called Graduation—a breaking with the old and a beginning with the new. Through the Magnet we cordially extend to you best wishes for a successful and prosperous future and assure one and all of the friendship and aid which this bank will gladly demonstrate to you. The Butler County National Bank I “THE BIG BANK BY THE COURT HOUSE” RESOURCES OVER $5,000,000.00 Everything in Printing The Best in Printing The Ziegler Printing Co. (Inc.) PRINTERS, STATIONERS, BINDERS East North Street BUTLER, PA. Geo. I. Woner, Mgr. y If you are one of Butler’s partic- ♦ ular dressers, come here for your next suit or hat. “Reeds” “THE STORE THAT GIVES BACK THE MOST CHANGE” Reed’s Pharmacy Transfer Cor. Main Jeff. Sts. BUTLER, PA. WM. ROCKENSTEIN 141 S. Main Street.