Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1919 volume:

COLONEL WILLIAM THOMPSON MECHLING Zo Caloitel William (Lluimpson iWechlint Long-time President of Butler School Board, Ardent Supporter of Butler High School, Optimist, Vision-sighted Builder for To-morrozv, Counsellor and Friend of High School Students, Late Our Ever-welcomed Guest Here, Now Our Silent Monitor There, THIS VOLUME IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED AN EVENTFUL JOURNEY Mary Doerr St. Valentine’s Day found me seated in a B. O. train, and my eyes wondered idly over the noisy scene outside. Could I believe my eyes? Yes, surely, there, in the blue overalls of the noted road, was the once debonair Campbell cf foot-ball fame, kicking suit-cases and trunks around just as well as he ever kicked the pig skin over the gridiron. “Say, Bricker, roll that baggage truck over a little, so I can throw ’em without so much chance of spilling the contents,” he shouted. And verily, the other famous football star of my class, Bricker, stood not six feet away from tbe car window. I shouted to them but the shriek of the train whistle drowned my voice and my train bumped out of the station. Across the aisle two fussy women were talking of the relative merits of glasses and suffrage. “Hazel, do you know, I’ve never had such good glasses as the ones I had when you and I graduated,” said one. Hazel Brown and Inez Dougan, famous suffragettes, were each trying to out-talk the other. I bowed, but both of them turned coldly away. Good heavens, they didn’t know me. A man, a tall man, came in and sat down beside me. I glanced sidewise at him and my eye rested on a tiny pin in his lapel. Ye gods, another of the class of 19. Vernon L. Wise, the world-famous inventor, sat next to me and—he hadn’t recognized me either. Well,' he never did look down, in the old days. The train stopped at a tiny station. Well, what was the matter? Why didn’t the train start? I stuck my head out of the window. A girl—Willard Lasher, I do believe—was holding up the train. Not with a gun, though; she was only talking to the conductor. An automobile stopped a moment on the brick road near the train, and Genevieve McKee called “hello” to Willard, and the conductor escaped. A minute later Gen’s car flashed past the window, she was keeping up her reputation of beating everybody, to it. In the front of the car a bevy of girls were becoming quite noisy. I rose in my seat. As I live, Beatrice and Uldene Nicholas, Winny McGrody, May Wilson, Julia Wise, Lucille Patterson, and Frances Ringer were all trying to tell the experiences of the 6 THE SENIOR MAGNET last .ten years, and at one time, too. In the confusion of voices, I learned that not one of them was living now in Springdale. They must all be married, I thought. Another fragment of their gossipy conversation caught my ear. Irma Hansen was now teaching dancing lessons, at night, and “trying-out” Standard Eights, during the day. Two excellent positions, I heard the girls say, and she was quite a master in both positions, just as she had been in everything in school. When the train pulled into Butler, I was one of the last to leave it. As I stepped off the train I was grabbed by both arms, my grip was yanked out of my hand, and I was plumped down into the back seat of a touring car. Beside me were Marvin Anderson and George McClelland. In the conversation that ensued I learned that Marvin and George had entered the ministry and their congregations were the largest and wealthiest in the state. As we drove along, Marvin pointed to a learned-looking man on the court-house steps and said, “That’s Judge Kenneth Bailey. He was elected the fall after we graduated, and it looks as though he is going to get the bench again. He is talking to the Mayor.” I looked closer—why, it was my old friend Baylor Goen. I got out to speak to them, and almost stumbled over a little lady of much dignity, and recognized Dorothy Davis, known in the long ago as “The Heart-Breaker.” I stood talking to her for a few minutes and then went to speak to Bailey and Goen. Bv the time I got to them a lady of portly dimensions, with a stenographer’s notebook, and another with a Journal and Ledger under her arm, were claiming my attention. A minute later they were introduced to me as two more of my school-mates, Mildred Rowen and Edna Zimmerman, court stenographer and city clerk, respectively. Ralph Gossard joined us there on the steps. He was the author of that “nine days wonder,” “The Loves of an Editor.” He made me promise to go with him to hear the Prima Donna of our class, Mae Thompson, who was to appear that night at the old Majestic. My mission in town that day was to see the races at the fair-ground. People came from all over the world to see them. I took my lunch at the Y. W. C. A., and found, to my surprise, Alberta Scott to be the secretary. She was so good as to give me an extra piece of cream pie. From there, I took a taxi, driven by a girl with the cutest dimples. I didn’t recognize her till we were almost at the grounds. It was Helen Hobaugh, and to think, she used to be the most backward girl in the class, too. She laughed merrily when I told her my reflections. Ten years is a long time I had begun to think. Herman Badger dashed over to us in uniform, to tell me not to flatter Helen too much. In answer to my questions he told me he had decided to stay in the army and was now a Colonel in the famous “Red Devil” regiment. He had one of the “Red” cars with him, and took me around the grounds in it. We stopped near the band stand where the crowd seemed awed by che beautiful music. “Who’s playing?” I asked. “Don’t you know? Rhea Shaffer is playing the piano, Bertha Jacobs and Grace Oswald are the Violinists. They are one of the famous trios in the world and have played in all the great cities of the world.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 7 I had hardly recovered from this information when he said, “Come over to the art gallery. Richard Russel has his masterpiece on exhibition. You’ve surely read of his remarkable ‘War Scenes.’ He got the ideas when he helped drive the Huns from Grove City College.’’ A great shout rose from the grandstand. The races were starting. I looked at my program as we took our seats. Harry Graham had entered his car “Rattles” and a little farther down “Buzzer” was entered by Raymond Kesselman. The final races were on. Ray and Bus were in the lead. Wheel to wheel they raced. They came to the grandstand and stopped. It was a tie. I went down to speak to them and to look over their cars. I almost fainted when I recognized the cars as the same ones they had used in 1919. ONLY A DREAM Kenneth Bailey The advance patrol of a division of the German Army was advancing through a thicket and were, without a doubt, following the path which led from one side of a ravine to the other. On either side of this ravine was situated a group of houses, among which was our house. Never before in my life was I so dumbfounded as when my eyes looked upon this terrible scene. “Surely the Germans had invaded our land and were making right for our house,” I gasped as I watched them advance. For, if some one had dealt me a blow, my breath would not have been lost any quicker than when I sighted those Germans. Onward they came, seeming to me to be every bit of ten feet tall, laying waste every obstruction that chanced to be in the path. Soon they appeared over the top of the hill just near our neighbor’s house. By this time I was racing from one room to another in absolute confusion. All of a sudden there was a crash, followed by screams of terror, and I hurried to the window only to see our neighbor’s house crumble under the blows of the heavy field pieces which were part of the patrol’s equipment. Bewildered, I was at a loss to know just what to do in order to escape the Hun. As I watched the proceedings, I became motionless, speechless, and almost thoughtless. The only sense I had left was my sight, but that was enough. When at length I could move again I made a quick dash for the door leading to the basement, and didn’t stop until I had placed myself in a secluded place, with an iron stove poker in one hand and a hatchet in the other. As I ran, the Huns also continued their advance, so that they were now so close that I could hear them talking. From my secluded spot, I saw through one of the cellar windows a big gun pointed towards our house one moment, and then, turned completely around, pointing toward a smaller house across the road, the Germans seeming not to know just which dwelling should be dealt the fatal charge. As I stood trembling and gasping in my place of hiding, I chanced to turn 8 THE SENIOR MAGNET my head, trying to relieve myself of the agony which I now endured, but only to see something which I found to be too much for my nerves. For as I stared in horror, the cellar wall directly in front of me opened and I found myself face to face with a German “seventy seven.” When I regained consciousness I was a miserable heap of flesh and clothing. “Why—er—wha—what has happened?-” I stuttered in a half tone, seemingly unaware that I was in a dangerous neighborhood. Just then there was a loud crash which brought me to my feet and I awoke to the realization that I was being called to breakfast and that my German invasion was only a dream. ALL BECAUSE OF A RING Frances Ringer “Jane Clemens! You're the limit. I think you might have at least invited us to the wedding. Whatever made you go away like that ? Wasn’t Brook-dale large enough to hold you and Jack?” “Why such a fuss, Helen? You’ll have to explain yourself more clearly. I’m so sleepy I can hardly stay awake. You know Jack went back to camp last night and I didn’t get home till late. It was after midnight before I went to bed.” “Explain? Why should I explain? I think you’d better do so yourself. Not much wonder you’re sleepy, Jane.” “No, I suppose not, but I’ll make up for it tonight and go to bed as soon as I finish my work.” “Well, that’s not what we were talking about. I asked you why you didn’t stay here and get married properly instead of going away. Do you realize that you are the talk of the town?” “What! I! the talk of the town! Helen what do you mean ? Are you in real earnest or are you only joking?” “Joking, well I should say not! Why should I joke over so serious a matter? Marcia is just raving about it, so you’d better keep your distance and let the rest of us alone.” But, Helen, do listen, I’m not married and I don’t see why you need to be so cold and heartless. Do be sensible.” “I think you’d better try that yourself. There goes the bell. I’ll see you later and in the meantime you can prepare your confession.” There was a big sale going on at Borden’s Department Store, so the girls saw no more of each other until closing time. Jane had gone to the rest room when she finished her work and had no sooner entered than the rest of the girls came in offering congratulations and complimenting her on such a fine choice. “I wouldn’t mind having Jack myself if he wasn’t my brother,” announced Marcia Davis. “Marcia Davis how can you talk so? Why Jack never even proposed to me.” At this all the girls burst out laughing and Marcia exclaimed, “How did you ever do it Jane? Do tell me for I guess I’ll have to propose to Jim. Didn’t you tremble?” “Jane, Jane, don’t blush so much or THE SENIOR MAGNET 9 you'll make us jealous of you. Though I suppose we have no right to be,” put in Helen. “Girls I really wish you wouldn’t get in such a hurry. Why Jack and I aren't even engaged.” Jane, I know better. Where were you and Jack all day yesterday and why have you handed in your resignation? And that ring you wear is the very same one Jack had when he came home. It's as clear as day and I don’t see why you are ashamed of Jack. You’ll not find another like him in this town.” Marcia, I don’t understand. But if you girls will give me a chance I’ll try and explain.” Yes, yes do,” cried all the girls. “I think you had better and do be quick for I’m getting hungry,” said Helen. “Well, girls, you see it’s just this way: That ring Jack was wearing belonged to me. Mother gave it to me on my twentieth birthday and that was the very day Jack left for camp. I gave him the ring to wear until he could get a furlough home. This was his first furlough and when he left for camp last night he returned my ring. Surely that ought to clear matters.” “But, Jane, I asked brother last night what had become of his ring and he said he gave it to his wife. I would just as soon believe my brother as you, so there.” “Marcia, it’s not true and I don’t care if Jack did say so. He told an untruth. I shall write to him tonight. I'm going home now for there’s no use talking any longer. Good-night.” Jane left the girls and walked home alone, wondering about the incidents of the day. That night she wrote Jack a long letter and told him everything and asked him to write and tell Marcia that they really weren’t married. The next few day were busy ones for the girls, so they didn’t have much time for talking. They all avoided Jane as much as possible, especially Marcia Davis. Jane held her head high although her heart was aching bitterly and she felt the snubs of the girls more keenly than she was vyilling to admit. So the days passed and Jane had no answer from her letter. She was very much worried when the end of the week came and brought no letter from Jack. Late Saturday night after the store closed and the girls had all separated, Jane decided to walk around the park on her way home. The wind was blowing and Jane had to keep her head down to hold her hat in place so did not notice the fine looking soldier approaching. She bumped right into him and was excusing herself fairly well when he grabbed her arm. “Jane is it you? What are you doing out here in the cold? You ought to be at home. Come along and I’ll go with you for that’s where I was bound.” “Jack, Jane managed to gasp after she had recovered from the shock, “how did you get here?” “Train brought me. I came as soon as I could, Jane. Say this is a pretty mess we’re into and the only way out is for you to accept me. How about it, Jane? Do you think you could stand it a life time? We could settle those girls once and for all.” “But the girls aren’t to blame, Jack. Of course they couldn't believe anything else. It was all so suspicious.” “We’ll talk of that later Jane. Here you are at home. Now please tell me my fate, for I’m dying to know.” Evidently Jane’s answer was satisfactory for Jack went home happy 10 THE SENIOR MAGNET and excited and Jane felt as if a bur- had to close his store since his clerks den had rolled from her shoulders. all attended the wedding. The next Wednesday a wedding “And to think,” said Marcia as she took place in Brookdale and the man- kissed the happy bride after the cere-ager of Borden’s Department Store monv, “it was all because of a ring.” THE QUITTEK Ralph Gossard Jim Maitland was, without a doubt, the fastest swimmer for Haversham High, but he was a “quitter.” He was all right as long as he had a good lead, but, when a contest became a hard one he would slow up and lose the race. On the day before the closing of school the coach and captain were debating whether to run him in the last dash of the water tournament. Haversham High’s only strong opponent was Collensville High. These two schools were now tied for first place and the winning of the tournament depended upon this last race, the sixty-yard dash. Jim was lined up with the others, when the shot rang out, and he was off with the rest. He swam well, until he saw he was not drawing away from the swimmer at his side. He seemed to stop only an instant and then start again, but that slump was too long. Jim arrived second and Haversham lost the tournament. Again he had quit. As he came out of the water and turned toward the dressing room, all eyes seemed to be directed toward him. Jim dressed in silence and soon left the locker room alone. His mind was filled with reflections about his failure. He tried to give excuses to himself, but none would answer. Then he thought, “I will join the army and then I won’t have to face my school-mates every day.” It was a very cold day and Jim and his chum were on guard duty at the big power-house dam just above the training camp. The two soldiers had been pacing back and forth along the dam rather vigorously to keep warm. For, although the mercury did not stand near freezing, it was a cold day for September. Only a small amount of power was being used, so a great volume of water was pouring over the dam. Soon after the two had gone on duty they saw a covered raft slowly drifting down stream. Both yelled, for they knew the raft contained dynamite to be used in a stone quarry up the creek. Jim yelled for Bill, his chum, to get the hoist rope from the power-house, while he began to strip. In a few seconds both were up along the bank toward the coming raft. Jim soon dived in, and swam with great speed, although he was dragging the rope. He swam harder and harder, for he knew that thousands of lives depended upon him, for what buildings the explosion of the dynamite would not destroy, would be washed away by the water from the bursted dam. How tired and cold his limbs were. How he THE SENIOR MAGNET 11 wished he could rest a moment. But he would stick this time; he wouldn’t be a quitter! He gained so slowly it seemed— what was that black bur directly in front of him? He bumped it with his hand—Oh, sure, it was the raft. In a daze he fastened the rope and he knew it was safe for his comrade had the other end fast to a tree. Then he lay down on the raft, all huddled up to keep warm. Thus he was found unconscious from cold, almost half an hour later. It was several hours until he had regained consciousness. Why were these fellows crowding around him and what were they saying about saving their lives? Where had he heard about a powder raft? Oh, yes, he had caught the raft and he had “stuck.” So, he was no longer a quitter. And he. fell asleep knowing that when he wakened all would “be right with the world.” TAKEN IN Mary Doerr “Mother, I’m going to run down to May’s and show Rose and her my new neck-piece,” called Laura Henshaw from the doorway. Laura was an eager, enthusiastic girl in the Senior class in High School, and of course, at the age when every new piece of finery caused a flutter in her heart, so she wanted to show her sister May, and her brother-in-law's sister, her new furs, particularly Rose, for they were the same age, and good friends. So the three girls beguiled a good bit of time away talking about Laura’s graduation, which was not far off. “Did you know Rose was married, Laura?” asked May, suddenly. “Oh, Mable, don’t start to kid me again. You know I’m hopeless and you always get the best of me,” exclaimed Laura. “If you don’t believe me, there’s her wedding ring, right on her hand.” And there, in plain sight, on Rose’s hand was a wedding ring. “Is that right?” asked Laura incredulously. “Surely, what do you suppose I’ve been doing here all this time?” asked Rose quizzically. “We’re married most a month and sowehow dad found out and he got angry and told me never to step inside his door again, if I had married that Dan Morris. I’ve been staying here till Dan and I can decide what we’re going to do.” Mable’s husband had been very sick, and was just getting better, and Laura thought Rose had come to help nurse her brother. Laura turned to her brother-in-law. Merce, that isn’t true is it?” she asked. And then, as he silently nodded in confirmation she turned to Rose and said, “Gee whiz, what did you get married for? Why you can’t have any fun at all now.” Oh, I just hate for folks to get married. One never hears a word about them afterwards, ’specially girls,” she went on with a comic gesture. And them, as they were going out, Rose to go to the store, and Laura to go home, Laura asked in a grieved tone, “Gee, Rose, what ever made you let me rave about a dinky little graduation, when you had such a thing as 12 THE SENIOR MAGNET that to spring on me? Why—er— where are you going to live—or—what are you going to do ? Why I wouldn’t know the first thing about getting married—how did you ever do it?” At last Laura stopped for breath, but Rose just had time for a vague, “We’re not sure yet—I suppose we will live here,” when Laura broke in with another lot of questions. Twenty minutes later Laura was hardly inside the door, when she called to her mother, “Mother, Mother, what do you think? Rose Brown is married.” “Oh, no, I don’t think, Laura. She was here this afternoon, and she would have told me,” said her mother, coming in from the kitchen. “Well, you just call her up and ask her. She is, too. Oh, yes, go on, call her up, and when you get done talking, I want to congratulate her. I forgot, I was so excited.” A minute later May’s merry laugh could be heard on the telephone. “I just knew you’d call,” she said. “No, we were just fooling. Rose asked to see my wedding ring, just before Laura dropped in, and when she put it on I noticed it, and just in fun I asked Laura if she knew Rose was married.” When Laura took the receiver to “congratulate” Rose, it was to congratulate her on pulling off such a good joke. “But I’ll never believe another word you three tell me,” she concluded. A MUSICAL MATCH Inez Dougan “When the Yanks Started Yanken,” “Katy’s” “Long Boy” said, T must go’ “Over There.” She asked, “Can’t You Wait Till the Cows Come Home?” but he answered, “We’re All Going Calling on the Kaiser”—he doesn’t know “The Worst Is Yet to Come.” “Sweet Little Buttercup,” “Long Boy” said, your “Smiles” will haunt me “Till We Meet Again” so “Send Me Away With a Smile.” She replied, “Jim, Jim, I Always Knew You’d Win” and when you’ve dreamed “A Soldier's Dream,” “Then You Can Come Back to Me” and after our “Yankee Doodle Wedding” we’ll furnish “The Tumble Down Shack in Athlone” “For the Two of Us.” Then “Long Boy” bade “Katy” “A Soldier’s Farewell” and started “Over Yonder.” “Katy” was very proud to say “The Kid Has Gone to the Colors” or “They Were All Out of Step But Jim.” After he had been “Somewhere in France” for some time he wrote the following letter to “Katy” : “MY LITTLE GIRL” I arrived safely overseas. “One Day” “At Half Past Nine” we began our first march. The boys sang “Where Do We Go From Here” most all the way. When we arrived at the front they changed their tune to “Keep Your Head Down, Fritzie Boy” and “Good-Morning, Mr. Zip, Zip, Zip.” We had a hard battle one night recently and quite a few of our boys ‘went West’ but “The Old Flag Never Touched the Ground.” I am now in the hospital slightly wounded and “I Don’t Want to Get Well” only when I think of you, “Katy.” “The Rose of No Man’s Land” said to me, “Would You Rather THE SENIOR MAGNET 13 Be a Colonel With an Eagle on Your Shoulder Than a Private With a Chicken on Your Knee?” “Wee, Wee, Marie,” I replied. You remember “Nathan,” the kid who lived “Down By the Old Mill Stream.” Well, he ‘went West’ the other day. I was with him at the last and he talked of no one but his “Mother.” I suppose the official word will reach home before this letter and there will be “A Blue Service Flag Turned to Gold.” Someone told us before we sailed that we’d “Find Dixieland in France” and we sure did—in the form of the Y. M. C. A. The fellows gather there and make some noise. They usually start with “Some Sunday Morning” and end with “Carry Me Back to Old Virginny.” One ‘dough-boy’ aroused my sympathy a few weeks ago. We were all in the ‘Y’ having a time and someone began to sing “I Wonder Who's There While I'm Gone.” He began to look sort of down-hearted and I undertook to ‘kid’ him. ‘That’s all right,’ he said, ‘the last night I was home “That Old Sweetheart of Mine” and I went to “The Strutters’ Ball.” We sure had some time. I asked her to “Wait, Hope and Pray Until I Return” and she promised that I would not be “Forgotten.” ’ ‘That’s the boy,’ I told him, ‘ “Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag and Smile, Smile, Smile.” ’ We studied French for awdiile. It sure is great stuff. “When the Yankee Doodle Boys Learn to Parley-Vous Francais” they make some hit. I heard one trying to gurgle the other day. It sounded like a mixture of “I’m Sorry I Made You Cry” and “It’s Never Too Late to Be Sorry.” I didn’t know what he was trying to say and I don’t think he did either. I had a great dream the other night. I dreamed that “The Great Red Dawn Was Shining” and I was “On the Way to Home, Sweet Home.” The “Indiana” band was playing “When Johnny Comes Marching Home” and I heard you whisper softly, “Kiss Me Again.” Some dream! ! Well, “Katv,” “Keep the Home Fires Burning” until “After the War is Over” and I’m “Homeward Bound” on “The Good Ship Mary Ann” and “When Dreams Come True” we’ll have the happiest “Hearts of the World.” Hoping that “Your Lips Are No Man’s Land But Mine,” 1 remain, As ever, Your, “LONG BOY.” 14 THE SENIOR MAGNET STAFF Kditor-in-Chief—RALPH GOSSARD Assistant Editor—Sylvia Ralston Literary Editors—Hazel Brown, Mary Ruff. Alumni Editor—Ottie Shaner. Athletic Editor—Ira McKee. Exchange Editor—Jessie MacDonald. School Notes—Elizabeth Ramsey. Business Manager—Harry Graham. First Ass’t Business Manager—Richard Holman. Second Ass’t Business Manager—Russell June. A c . . CLASS REPORTERS A Senior -Orville Bricker. A Sophomore—Josephine Bailey. B Senior— B Sophomore— A Junior Georgia Allen. A Freshman—Jettie Poole. B Junior—Anna Kogler. B Freshman— c. TERMS Sixty cents per 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 Kathryn Douthett. 'I HE MAGNET published monthly, except July, August and September. Entered as second-class matter December 18, 1907, at th postoffice at Butler, Pa., under the Act of Longress of March 3, 1879. Wqz nfor Magnet SENIOR MAGNET COMMITTEE Ralph Gossard, Chairman | Literary Dept. Mildred Rowen Inez Dougan Mary Doerr. Locals Grace Oswoi.d, Write-ups Harry Orville Bricker, Athletics rs “Punch Bold’ Grace Oswald) « ,. Inez Dm.can M iss Houston, Faculty Adviser Graham, Jr., Bus. Mgr. Vol. .18_FEBRUARY, 1919 “M r H—-■ i H ■■ ■ h ■ ■ 1|—ib—,,— EDITORIALS Ralph Gossard No. 4 Good-bye, dear old Butler High. We are leaving your doors for the last time, and are ready to enter our places in the world after being under your care for four years . It is hard to believe that it is four years since we became “Freshies.” It seems but a short time since we so proudly marched up your steps. We did not seem to see any one for we were students of Butler High School. We had then attained what we had looked forward to during our grammar school years. But our ideals have changed, since we have spent four years in Butler High School, and we are now about to begin to strive after new ideals. For, no matter how good we become, there is always something better. We are now prepared to take up the undertaking of that better life, THE SENIOR MAGNET 15 prepared through the aid of the Faculty in B. H. S. A number of us will take up our places in the world at once. But all of us who can will seek more education at some college or university. For, where is there better preparation toward success than in education, first in the high school, then in the college? Of course, where the college is impossible there is much to be learned that can be found better outside of the college. So we shall make the best of life wherever we are. As a word to those who shall succeed us, I add: Do your duty while in the high school and make the most of the opportunity offered to prepare you for your life’s work and you will look back upon your life in the high school with pride. Although we, the members of the class of February ’19, have had many tests of our ability, such as difficult lessons, stiff examinations, and many long hours of solid study, we shall always recall with pleasure our four years spent in B. H. S.. And we hope that the memory of our stay, there, will not die out in the minds of those with whom we worked. We, the members of the class of February ’19, zvish to express our thanks to the members of the Faculty for the kindly interest they have taken in us during the last four years. And especially to Misses Houston and Orr who aided so materially with our Class Night program and “Magnet.” , UN yv ... v,; ■ • 16 THE SENIOR MAGNET CLASS JINGLES We called upon the Muses, To help us with their might, For we must tell about them, The class of the Blue and White. The Muses would not listen, Simply wouldn't give us aid, So toe’ll do the best we can, In telling of lad and maid. Herman Badger joined the colors, To help chase back the Hun, But, since the war is over, Two can live as cheap as one. Grace, our Valedictorian, Is the class advisor, too, But once in a while she insinuates How little we can do. There is a girl in our class, And we will put you wise, You can tell our Irma By her bright, flirty eyes. In Vergil, Harry Graham, Most surely is a duffer, Had he a pony instead of his “Fliv,” He'd be a better bluffer. Dorothy is a sweet girl, And she has many beaux, So you tvill always find her A-powdering her nose. Alberta is a fine lass, Tall, stately, and fair, And her chief attraction is Her beautiful Titian hair. Kenneth is our country lad, So full of fun, by heck, That when he have class doin’s He’s alzvays right on deck. Gen is fat and jolly, And is very fond of him, Oh, don’t you know who “him” is? Of course, we’ll tell—it’s Jim. Ray’s our worthy president, And the best in Chem by far, When it comes to fire extinguishers He surely is a star. Mae Thompson is a quiet girl, Who never has much to say, But in the art of singing She sure can reach high A. Gossard is a good old scout. Who never makes a “zip,” And to Mr. I nine’s office He’s never made a trip—(?) Uldenc has determined To live a single life, But we have a good idea She’d make an ideal wife. Mary is a fine girl, But has a trouble, we fear, For though she uses freckle cream, They will not disappear. George is salutatorian, And he’s had many cares, For he found at our picnic That the 'worst of these zverc pears. The darn old sack, it busted, He slung them in a sweater, And then the only trouble zvas It zvoiddn’t stay together. Inez Dougan is so very thin, But don’t you zvorry about that, For nozv she’s eating chocolate bars To try to get real fat. 17 THE SENIOR MAGNET Bertha’s an honor student, Knoxes her lessons every time, We’re sure that in this ivorld, She's truly meant to shine. J’ernon’s lean and lanky, But he gets there just the same, And when it comes to basketball. He’s always in the game. Willard loves to sing, Willard loves to walk, But, most of all, our Willard loves To talk, and talk, and talk. Lucille, the smallest of our girls, Can poetry sure recite, To hear her, one would think She stayed up half the night. On the floor or in the field, You'll find two of our boys, Bricker and Campbell take delight. In all athletic joys. Oral is a quiet girl, Who seems so sober and shy. But when she once begins to laugh. She laughs just fit to die. Julia, a commercial student. Is bound to succeed, zee knozv, For zvhen it comes to typezvriting, She is anything but slow. Baylor hails from the country, He anszvered when Uncle Sam called. But he feels much more at home In his old blue overalls. Frances Ringer, a comely lass, Is a very pretty girl. And one of the few in our class Who can boast of a little brozvn curl. Marvin’s slow of speech, And very sloxv to smile. But, gee, how fast his Ford Can travel o’er a mile. We zvish you could listen To Mildred recite, for zee Most honestly believe That she's wound up zvith a key. From Edna Z. you seldom hear. But she's a girl zvith holden hair, And besides, zee'll tell you true. She has a szveet and zvinsomc air. Winifred has worked so hard, Now it’s graduation time And all her hopes are realized And everything is fine. Richard Russell zvent to zvar, But decided to come back To add one more to our class. For of boys zee have a lack. Helen is the quiet girl Of our rather noisy class. IVe also kttozv by her downcast eyes That she is the shyest lass. Rhea, zvith the sunny smile. The piano certainly can play; She travels in from the country. And gets here ez’cry day. And nozv that zee have finished And mentioned everyone, We think when you haz e read this That zee zvill have to run. —Hazel Brown —Beatrice Nicholas — 18 THE SENIOR MAGNET C ASS WX1TE-UPS WILLIAM MARVIN ANDERSON “Andy” Chorus IV. “A picker-up of learning’s crumbs.” HERMAN JOEL BADGER “Herm” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus III, IV; Class President III: S. A. T. C.; Cast in “Upper Trail”-, Hi-Y. 'TVe have plighted our troth, My Mary.” KENNETH WALKER BAILEY “Ken” Cast “Cricket on the Hearth”-, Chorus IV; Hi-Y IV. “A country lad is my degree.” ORVILLE FRANKLIN BRICKER “Bricker” Football III, IV; Class Basketball I, II, III; Varsity Basketball IV; Class Baseball I, II; Chorus IV; Hi-Y Treasurer III, IV; Cast in “Upper Trail” III; Orchestra I, II; Class Reporter IV. “Oh, sleep, it is a gentle thing.” HAZEL IRENE BROWN “Brownie” Secretary Friendship Club III, IV; Chorus IV. “Hail to thee, Blithe Spirit.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 19 LORAINE CAMPBELL “Campbell” Football IV; Class Basketball, Captain I. II, III; Varsity Basketball IV; Class Baseball I, II; Chorus IV; Hi-Y III, IV.' “A simple child that lightly draws its breath.” DOROTHY MARGARET DAVIS “Dot” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus I, II. Ill, IV. “Where did you come from, baby dear?” MARY IRENE DOERR “Dorie” Honor Student Chorus IV. “Contented until little, but lively with more.” GENEVIEVE INEZ DOUGAN “Inez” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus III, IV; Literary Editor of Magnet III; Friendship Club; Patriotic Entertainment. “A heavy consumer of Hershey’s chocolate bars.” BAYLOR GOEN “Dutch” Chorus IV. Oh, thy manhood’s prime vigor.” 20 THE SENIOR MAGNET GEORGE RALPH GOSSARD “Gizzard” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus III, IV; Editor of Magnet IV. “Thou’U break my heart, thou bonnie bird. HARRY LEE GRAHAM, JR. “Bus” Business Manager of Magnet III, IV: President of Hi-Y; Chorus IV; Cast “Upper Trail.” “A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.” IRMA JOANN HANSEN “Erm” Honor Student Red Cross IV; Friendship III, IV; Chorus IV. “Such joy ambition finds.” HELEN MARY SARA HOBAUGH “Mousie” Chorus IV. “A zvinsome lass zoi' a lang pedigree.” BERTHA JACOBS “Bertie” Honor Student Chorus IV. “She’s stately like yon youthful ash. THE SENIOR MAGNET 21 WILLARD LASHER “Billy” Chorus IV. My memory's no worth a preen.” V GEORGE GEARY McCLELLAND “Greek” Salutatorian Class Basketball III; Chorus IV. “It must be so, Plato, thou rcasonest well.” GENEVIEVE ELIZA McKEE Red Cross IV; Friendship Club III, IV; Treasurer of Class; Chorus IV. “The beauty of her marcel waves bewilders us.” WINIFRED THERESSA McGRODY “Ma” Chorus IV. “Oh, for a thousand tongues.” BEATRICE EMILY NICHOLAS “Bee” Glee Club III, IV; Chorus; Red Cross; Friendship Club III, IV; Patriotic Entertainment. “Always tripping as you go On the light, fantastic toe.” 22 THE SENIOR MAGNET FRANCES ULDENE NICHOLAS “Uedie” Chorus IV. “Her ivords are shed softer than leaves from the pine.” GRACE GILBERT OSWALD “Pert” Valedictorian Orchestra I, II. Ill, IV; Red Cross IV; Friendship Club III, IV; Vice President of Class; Assistant Editor of Magnet II; Editor of Magnet III. “Delightful task! To rear the tender thought, to teach the young idea how to shoot.” REBA LUCILLE PATTERSON “Pat” Chorus IV. “Oh! A little more sleep!” ALICE FRANCES RINGER “Frank” Chorus IV. “Man delights me not.” MILDRED PLANCE ROWEN “Mid” Chorus IV. She’s all my fancy painted her; she’s lovely, she’s divine.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 23 RICHARD DONALD RUSSELL “Dick” Chorus I, II, III, IV; Glee Club I, II, III, IV; Chorus “Sylvia”; Cast in “Bul-Bul”; Football III. “Haste thee. Nymph.” HELEN ALBERTA SCOTT “Scottie” Red Cross IV; Friendship Club III, IV; Chorus IV. “A precise and simple little Puritan. RHEA KATHRYN SHAFFER “Giggle” Chorus IV. “Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin, so merry, drazt's one out.” WILMA MAE THOMPSON “Tommie” Chorus IV. “Lord, help us through this zvorld of care.” ORAL MAE WILSON “Orie” Chorus IV: Friendship Club. Her words “Droppeth as the gentle dezv from heaven.” 24 THE SENIOR MAGNET JULIA ANN WISE “Judie” Chorus IV; Chorus “Bul-Bul”; Glee Club II, III. Fashioned so slenderly, young, and so fair. VERNON LAING WISE “Vernie” Class Basketball I, II; Chorus III, IV; Glee Club III, IV; Varsity Basketball III, IV. The bonnie lass, that I lo’e best shall be my ain for a’ that.” EDNA ELIZABETH ZIMMERMAN “Eddie” Chorus IV. “Her face is fair, her heart is true.” RAYMOND LAWRENCE ICESSELMAN “Kessie” President of Class Cast in Upper Trail ; Hi-Y; Chorus IV. “Guid morning to your Majesty.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 2 S GftS. SYBLL FORESEES IN 1950 1. Marvin Anderson—World Famous Baseball Referee. 2. Professor Kenneth Bailey demonstrating his patent fire extinguish; er. 3. Orville Bricker teaching domestic science. 4. Loraine Campbell advertising soup. 5. Hon. Baylor Goen—Mayor of Petersville. 6. Ralph Gossard, D. D.—Pastor of famous tabernacle of New York. 7. Harry Graham—Mr. Hogg’s successor. 8. Ray Kesselman—Raising funds for the benefit of “Home for Aged Nurses.” 9. George McClelland—Owner of a chain of Hot-Dog stands. 10. Vernon Wise—Selling shoes for Lon Green and Co. 11. Dick Russell—President of Old Ladies’ Home. 12. Herman Badger—Head of Department of Dentistry in University of Petersville. 13. Hazel Brown—Fat woman in Robinson’s Circus. 14. Dorothy Davis—In business as a “Weaver.” 15. Mary Doerr—Private secretary to J. P. Morgan. 16 Inez Dougan — Matron for a Home for Superannuated Cats. 17. Erma Hanson—Pianist at the Metropolitan. 18. Bertha Jacobs—Owner and Manager of Brass Hair Pin Factory. 19. Willard Lasher—Stage manager at the Butler. 20. Genevieve McKee—Chaufferette for presidents of Pear Club. 21. Beatrice Nicholas—Though port- 26 the senior magnet ly of form and stately of step, a leader of society. 22. Uldene Nicholas—Head of Typewriting Department of Meridian University. 23. Grace Oswald—Famous successor to V. K. Irvine. 24. Lucille Patterson—Head of Commercial Department of Saxon-burg High. 25. Frances Ringer—Chief Cook at the Waldorf-Astoria. 26. Mildred Rowen—leaching dancing in Mr. Blackburn’s place. 27. Alberta Scott—Colonel in Women’s Home Defence League. 28. Mae Thompson—Superintendent of Chinese Sunday School. 29. Oral Mae Wilson — Prominent Suffragette Leader. 30. Julia Wise—Publishing a parody on L’Allegro. 31. Edna Zimmerman — Leading hairdresser of Evans City. 32. Helen Hobaugh—Famous New York actress. 33. Winifred McGrody — Engineer-ess on the B. O. THE SENIOR MAGNET 27 OUR ALMA MATER INEZ DOUGAN “Farewell,” “farewell- but this I tell To thee, dear Butler High, We’ve studied hard—attained our goal, And now must say “good-bye.” We’ve studied hard—we've racked our brains, We've burned the “midnight oil.” The time draws near when we shall be Rewarded for our toil. These four years have been happy ones, And parting brings a tear, We’ll ne’er forget in days to come, Our Alma Mater dear. OUR BOYS RIIEA SHAFFER When Uncle Sam entered the Prussian game Full of pep and vim, The Allies cheered and the Kaiser sneered, “I’m not afraid of him.” And now our boys have sailed to France Through the waves of the ocean blue; They're going to “finish Kaiser Bill And capture Berlin, too. There’s a mighty host of them over there” Fighting with all their might; They’ve got the Huns on the run right now And they’ll soon have them out of sight. Many of than have fallen now In the din of the battle's roar But they’ll show Kaiser Bill he can’t have sway In Europe any more. Our boys are fighting for truth and right Across the ocean foam And Oh! how proud we’ll be of them When they come sailing home. THE HUNTERS ORVII.EE bricker Upon a beautiful autumn day, Two frolicsome hunters were on their way, They said, “We must hurry a bit and strive To show the fellows we’re still alive. Far from home in the heart of the wood, Tramping the brush heaps as fast as they could, Whistling and talking as they went, Each mind was on its errand bent. 28 THE SENIOR MAGNET “ ’Tis glorious sport,” one fellow cried, As a great big rabbit he espied, Then by the sharp report of his gun They knew he'd bagged another one. At last they rested for just a minute When one of them shouted, “I’ve got my limit.” “Let’s eat our lunch,” said- the fortunate one, “For that’s the best part of the fun.” Now homeward bound they lag along, Humming some old familiar song, Each one burdened with game enough To make you think they were no bluff. FOR A’ THAT AND A’ THAT With Apologies to Robert Burns MARY DOERR Is there for honest education That hangs his head and a’ that? The slacker part—we passed them by, We dared push on for a’ that, For a’ that and a’ that, Our start’s obscure and a’ that; Our class is just a very small part That’s left these halls for a’ that. What though we studied long and hard, Some did their best and a’ that, While others yet did lag behind, We’re boys and girls for a’ that For a’ that and a’ that, Our class-night show, and a’ that Is just to prove we’re Freshmen yet Called Seniors now, for a’ that. You see yon lassie and that lad? They got the spoils and a’ that; They pushed ahead at the very start; There’s others though, for a’ that, For a’ that and a’ that, George played the game, and a’ that, But Grace is valedictorian; There’s no higher rank for a’ that. Their price is far above the rubies; They can’t be bought by powerful princes, The pleasant mem’ries of these years Are ours to keep for a’ that, For a’ that and a’ that, They are yours, too, for a’ that, Oh, Freshmen, Sophomores, and Juniors, all, You’ll love them too, for a’ that. Oh, let us hope that as we go, As go we will, for a’ that, Each in his individual way, Onward and upward and a’ that, For a’ that and a’ that, It’s coming yet for a’ that, When each will see the other succeed, And urge him on, for a’ that. “THE FLU” INEZ DUGAN Well, I got the influenza, Say it is the darnedest stuff, Makes you feel so weak and wobbly No, I’m not a’pullin’ a bluff. First you get so awful dizzy, Then your back—how it does ache, Soon your head starts in a’thumpin’, You jus’ know it’s gonna break. You gets to feelin’ sicker and sicker, Like you’d eat sauer-kraut and cheese, You start wonderin’ whas’sa matter, When holy gee! how you do sneeze!! You call in your family doctor, Then you wait a day or so, He comes at last with medicine, That down your throat won’t go. He sends you to bed a’skitin’, “Stay there, that’s best to do,” Says he, “Your pulse is a’flightin’, Well, I guess you’ve got the flu.” You live on broth and medicine, Your head’s hot—and cold your feet, You keep gettin’ sicker and thinkin’ Saint Peter maybe you’ll meet. THE SENIOR MAGNET 29 Now let my advice be final That whatever else you do, Wear a gas mask, eat lots of onions, Otherwise yoirll get the “flu.” MY SCHOOL DAYS IRMA HANSEN We used to laugh when we heard them say, That going to school was just mere play, But say! I’m glad that I’m 'most through, And won't have many more sums to do. And as for Chemistry—such a pest, 1 have to study to do my best, Such messing around with acids and bases I’m 'most afraid we’ll disfigure our faces. And as for Vergil—I wish he’d died Before he wrote such awful lies, Such tales of heroes brave and bold. Enough to make your blood run cold. I never did like Geometry Or understood Physiology And as for History—it wasn’t bad, I liked it best of all I had. Well, I guess I've complained almost enough, About English, French and the rest of the stuff, But in spite all, this much I say. That School Days are our happiest days. THE KAISER’S DREAM “mac” Ex-Kaiser Bill once had a dream, —And that dream, it made him beam— That all land in geography Belonged entire to Germany. He saw his mighty hosts advance, Along the lovely fields of France, His sailors, too, though very drunk, The mighty Beets of England sunk. Then Bill awoke with a sudden start, For Uncle Sam was taking part, He crushed Bill’s army like a shell. Then Bill arose and went to—Holland. OUR STIFF COLLARS With Apologies to Writer of “The Old Oaken Bucket” INEZ DOUG AN How dear to our hearts are our high cold-starched collars, Which Style says we must, positively must wear, We wear them for funerals, weddings and such like, But thanks be to goodness, such times are quite rare. CHORUS Our dear stiff starched collars. Oh! how they do choke us, We wriggle and twist— But it seems all in vain. We pull them, we twist them, We bless them, we curse them, We ccax them and drive them— They pinch just the same. How glad we will be when Commencement is over, We can cast them aside then forever and aye, We’ll hunt our old soft ones and quickly replace them. And hope we won’t wear them for many a day. (This song is dedicated to the boys of our class who so nobly suffered the agony of wearing stiff collars during Commencement Week.) 30 THE SENIOR MAGNET CALENDAR SEPT. 9. —School started. Class picnic at Alameda. Founding of “Pear Club.” 10. —Introduced to duties of an A-Sr. 11. —We meet Mr. Bringman. 12. —“Zero” Day. 13. —Freed from prison for two days. 16. —First Blue Monday. 17. —H. Graham recites in Vergil. 18. —Campbell gets a needed shave. 19. —What’s matter, Lucille, on time? 20. —“Bus” Graham cuts his alfalfa. 23. —Lab, again—Oh, that smell! 24. —O. Bricker has a current event. 25. —Mr. Irvine gets a hair cut. 26. —Miss Rose forgets her pocket- book. 27. —S. A. T. C. 30.—Talk of coming Senior blow-out. OCT. 1. —Report cards came out. 2. —General attacks of heart failure. 3. —We all swear off movies. OCT. 4-— FLU NOV. 10. - NOV. 11. —Armistice signed. 12. —Morning after night before. 13. —Specialty in “Zeroes.” 14. —Bliss got a hair cut. 15. —Speech by John A. Gibson. 18. —Settled back to work. 19. —W. Lasher didn’t bluff. 20. —Rumors of another long vacation. 21. —Another Freshie falls downstairs. ---..—.——---------------— ----—,—+ 22.—We order our invitations—Some discussion 25. —Plans formulated for one day va- cation. 26. —Bailey shows off a patent fire ex- tinguisher in Chemistry. Good work Ken. 27. —Ex-President Taft addresses the school. 28. —Thanksgiving. 29. —Poor turnout—too much turkey. DEC. 2. —Thoughts of Christmas. • 3. —Hazel Brown makes a “zip.” 4. —Gen. McKee studies Monroe Doctrine” by twilight. 5. —Inez Dougan loses a good tie by exchanging. 6. —Bea forgets her powder puff— Woe! 9.—Oh, those collars!—(Especially Bricker’s). 10. —More collars—Miss Houston ob- jects. 11. —Miss Orr begins to read plays. 12. —Miss Orr continues to read plays. 13. —All resolve to study during vaca- tion. 15- MERRY CHRISTMAS 3°-— 31.—New Year resolutions. JAN. 1. —Lost sleep by being at school on time. 2. —Some resolutions broken. 3. —We have our pictures “took. 6.—Ken Bailey elected to act as President during Kessie’s absence. the senior magnet 31 7. —Mr. Hogg entertains (?) Latin sharks (Hours 3:45-4:30 P. M.L 8. —Mr. pringnian decides to teach us some Chemistry. 9. —G. McClelland “cleans up” his desk. 10.—Butler beats Beaver Falls 34-17. 13. —Blue Monday. V. Wise gets an arithmetic problem. 14. —Money all collected. Invitations lifted. 15. —Rehearsals for Class Play begin. 16. —Musical members of Faculty, Misses Miller, Hammond and Houston go to Pittsburgh to hear Madam Homer. 17. —Class Party at Shearer’s Hall. Hope we have another one soon. 20. —The beginning of the last lap— May we all finish the race. 21. —Harmony of discords issue from Auditorium and Library. 22. —G. McClelland makes a “zip in Vergil. 23. —Erin’s “cousin” calls again. 24. —Friday again—For small favors make 11s truly thankful. 27-—Pap Turner goes skating and enjoys (?) an enforced swim. 28. —B Seniors give a reception for us. Exceedingly good time. 29. —No more spelling—Hurrah! 30. —Astronomy exam—Students see stars. 31. —Arithmetic exam—Great confus- ion. FEB. 3. —Gossard spends another (!!!) evening in “her” company. 4. —We enter on a twenty-four hour fast. 5. —Class banquet. 6. —Last orchestra practice before Commencement. 7. —Last meeting of Pare Pear Pair Club—Many sore feet and corns. 9.—Baccalaureat service. 10. —Dress rehearsal for play. 11. —Class Play. 12. —Ditto. 1 ■ —Commencement—At last—A Diploma. 14.—Finis. 32 THE SENIOR MAGNET «( SS «C A . U I ' ‘1' I i W 're I l+ H w£lt.fn • ' w � r m - -r rit Hdfiit Orville F. Bricker ATHLETES Our class athletes are not so many in number but what we lack in quantity we make up in quality and lest some brave scout may feel slighted at not being near the head of the list, allow me to enumerate them alphabetically. HERMAN BADGER —“Badger played in several of the Class League games last year, but his country called and what was our loss was a gain for the S. A. T. C. KENNETH BAILEY — “Ken,” a member of the “Dinner Bucket League,” played class basketball during our Junior and Senior years and was one of our heavy hitters in the “Baseball League” while we were still young in the High School game. ORVILLE BRICKER— (For record refer to class write-ups.) LORAINE CAMPBELL — “Burlap” is one of the all-around athletes of our class. His record runs thus— Varsity football, 1918 (handicapped by the “flu” ban); Varsity basketball, 1918-19; captain of Class basketball team for three years, and played on class baseball team for two years. george McClelland — “Mac,” although never a Varsity player, showed his ability as a floor man by helping us win the championship in the Class League last year. RICHARD RUSSEL—'“Dick” won. his football “B” last year, but the strenuous training of the S. A. T. C. interfered with his football career this season. Dick also played class basketball two years and class baseball two seasons. VERNON WISE—When it comes to playing basketball Wise surely lives up to his name, for as Varsity center he holds down one of the hardest jobs on the team. He has been able to out-jump any of his opponents and so far has been playing not only a great offensive, but also a remarkable defensive game. BASKETBALL If anyone is curious enough to look up the record of the Class League basketball for the season of 1914-15 he will find that our class did not hold the lowest place, though quite near it. Our second year found our status much improved for we finished with third place in the league. In our third and last year in the league, Captain Campbell had a team that not only walloped every team in the league, but also several outside teams. This team was composed of Campbell, Bricker, Byers, McClelland, and Lowman, with Bailey and Badger doing excellent substitute work. Wise made the Varsity, so was barred from the Class League. 34 THE SENIOR MAGNET Of the present Varsity squad, Wise, Campbell and Bricker being members of our class will prove conclusively that the class of February 1919 surpasses all other classes in basketball as well as in everything else. FOOTBALL Our class first broke into football during the season of 1917-18, when Russell and Bricker succeeded in winning their letters and helped B. H. S. win 7 out of 8 games. This year we were scheduled to have three Varsity men, but the S. A. T. C. caught Russell, leaving Campbell and Bricker to keep up the record of the class. Owing to the “flu” ban, the Varsity played only one game, in which they defeated Grove City High, but all signs pointed toward a winning team and Coach Bringman has hinted that he wished it were possible to have our class representatives back for another season. THE PUNCH BOWL 35 T II E PUNCH BOWL Editor, R. U. Right Assistant Editor, Ima Knutt Business Manager, I. M. Crooked RATES:—Four Years for 5 Cents. Entered as Second Class Matter Single Copy, 10 Cents. at Punchville, February 29, 1851. BIG STIR IN SOCIAL CIRCLES Prominent Millionaire Involved in Treason Plot—Circumstantial Evidence Strong One of the most sensational affairs in the history of our illustrious class is the trial of Orville Bricker, prominent society man, accused by the Class of February 1919 of treason. The trial is being held in the Petersville Court House with Hon. Judge Russel presiding. It is stated, from official sources, that the defendant has perfected an infernal machine to add another ring to the Moone. The first witness called stated that Mr. Bricker’s class ring has been missing for some time. The next witness testified that the said ring had been seen on the third finger of a Freshman girl. The third witness declared that various diplomatic notes have been passed between the two parties. The defendant asked for time to collect his evidence, and after a lengthy discussion by the lawyers, the case was held over until the next term of court. FAMOUS SONGS “Old Hundred”—Miss Purvis’ horse. “Forsaken, Forsaken”—Room 6, B. H. S. “Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken”— Our class. “How Can I Bear to Leave Thee”—B. H. S. “How Precious is the Book”—Our pony. “I Know Not What the Future Hath”— After February 14, 1919. “Late, Late, So Late”—L. Patterson. “Murmur, Gentle Lyre” (liar)—Ray Kes-selman. “Oh, Day of Rest and Gladness”—Day after exams. “Oh Paradise, Oh Paradise”—The office. “Sleep, Baby Sleep”—0. Bricker. “Sweet and Low”—Dot Davis. “ ’Twas Like a Dream”—Our four years in B. H. S. “Thy Will Be Done”—The Faculty. “When Time Seems Short”—Study periods. “With Joy We Meditate”—On Miss Miller’s exams. RUNAWAY! Big Excitement on North McKean Street. Accident Narrowly Averted February 14, 1919.—Terror reigned supreme for some time this morning when eighteen wild ponies dashed madly through the city streets. They seemed to come from McKean street and rushed in all directions. Several attempts were made to stop them but were fruitless. At last a wise-thinking citizen called the High School by ’phone and informed Prof. Irvine, the principal, of the excitement. He sent the members of the Class of February T9 after the “prodigal 36 THE PUNCH BOWL ponies” and within an hour each member of the class had returned, riding their faithful steeds. The ponies were locked in Mr. Irvine’s stable for safe keeping and the public need have no further fear of them for once they are placed there they never return to former abodes. COUNCIL NEWS The City Council held its regular bimonthly meeting the “City Hall” last evening. All members were present and much business was transacted. The people of Springdale petitioned the “City Fathers” to have extra supports put under the south side viaduct. They claim that since certain members of the Butler High School faculty travel over the said viaduct it has become unsafe and harmful to life and limb of other pedstrians. Council referred the matter to the Committee of Public Safety. The members of the School Board asked permission to place a “Hot Dog Stand” on the northeast corner of the high school lot. This would be a great convenience for the students, especially the Seniors, since it would give them the time for study (?) which is usually spent in going to and from “the aforementioned place.” This also was referred to the proper committee. SOCIAL SQUIBS Miss Alberta Scott spent the week-end 'goen” to Meridian. Harry L. Graham, Jr., spent several days last week in Dixmont, renewing old acquaintances. Ray Kesselman has moved his headquarters from Room 6, Butler High School, to Room —, Butler County General Hospital. (We have our suspicions regarding a good-looking nurse.) Genevieve McKee contemplates moving to “Monroe” street. The parents of Marvin Anderson are very glad to welcome home their brave young son who has so nobly undergone the trials of the S. A. T. C. Miss Dorothy Davis is doing her “bit” at the “Willard” hotel. Miss Bea. Nicholas has received a consignment of special Imported Beer. In justification of Miss Nicholas we wish to say that it is not the beer she is fond of, but the “Sudds.” Inez Dougan has accepted a position as assistant supervisor of the North Main Street Macadam. A chariot and chauffeur have been provided for her convenience. Miss Dougan has found her duties very interesting and spends many of her evenings at the work. The Social Editors of “The Punch Bowl” have left for “Somewhere in the South,” owing to nervous breakdown. Miss Frances Ringer has purchased part interest in the F. W. Woolworth Co. “The Punch Bowl” wishes her success in her new undertaking. Miss Winifred McGrody was awarded first prize in the Peanut Race held at the International Races at Stockholm, Sweden, recently. OFTEN HEARD BY MEMBERS OF OUR CLASS “That’s a nice tie you have on”—Ralph Gossard. “Got any arithmetic?”—Vernon Wise. “Guess I’ll go and get a ‘hot dog.’ ”—G. McClelland. “Do you have any powder?”—Dot Davis. “No talking, please.”—Miss Miller. “Yessat’s right.”—“Kessie.” “Well, I studied an hour and a half.”— H. Graham. “My dear child!”—Miss Rose. “Oh, I can’t, I’ve got to go to Lyndora.”— G. Oswald. “Seniors in back of room please settle down to work.”—Miss Orr. “Oh, I must have made a slight mistake.” —Bertha Jacobs. “Let’s go to the Lyric.”—W. Lasher. “Let ’er go Gallagher.”—Inez Dougan. THE PUNCH BOWL 37 CLASSIFIED ADVERTISING HARRY L. GRAHAM, JR. Agent for “Run ’Em Down and “Speed Fiend Motor Cars. Prices $ .98 up (Principally up.) BEATRICE NICHOLAS Dancing Teacher Instructions Given in Latest Steps. No pupils under 16 accepted. WILLARD LASHER Dealer in ‘‘Books for Bluffers Write Box 23, Saxonburg. THE BUTLER THEATRE Offers Extraordinary Programme ‘‘THE EXTREMES — Featuring Vernon Wise and Genevieve McKee DOUGAN KESSELMAN Dealers in Fine Neckwear Loud Neckties a Specialty george McClelland First Class House Cleaner Senior Desks a Specialty Work Done by Day or Hour Call Bell Phone 23-Q after 6 P. M. LYRIC THEATRE Special—One Day Only Dick Russell and Orville Bricker —in— “The Rejuvenation of Mutt and Jeff” NOTICE Madame Irma Hansen will deliver her famous lecture on “Worryless Arithmetic on Thursday evening at eight-fifteen in the High School Auditorium. FOR SALE FOR SALE:—Sixteen ponies. Broken 1916. Very tame and safe for children. Guaranteed to stand without hitching. Must he sold before February 15 as owners are leaving. Apply Room 6. FOR SALE:—One million volumes A Senior poetry—very slightly damaged by use. Apply Miss Bei’tha Miller. FOR SALE:—One lot gents’ collars and ’kerchiefs. Assorted colors. Suitable for funerals, christenings, etc. Apply Male Members of Class of 1919. FOR SALE:—Thirty very fine chapel seats with gum attachments. Apply A Senior Class. FOR SALE:—One pair arctics—size 12 g.g. Provided against slipping by latest chain attachments. Apply H. Graham, Jr. FOR SALE:—One pair patent leather dancing pumps—new this Xmas. Will sell cheap as I have no use for them. Baylor Goen. LOST LOST:—One extra size powder puff, well stocked and used to hard service. Return to Dorothy Davis and receive suitable reward. LOST:—One good opportunity to bluff. Reward offered for a clue. R. Kesselman. LOST:—A season ticket to Saxonburg. Call Willard Lasher. LOST:—A studded hair clasp—valued as an heirloom. Return to B. Jacobs. LOST:—An opportunity to succeed General Pershing. Marvin Anderson, Baylor Goen, Richard Russel. FOUND FOUND:—In Room 6, forty-nine wads of gum—assorted flavors. Owners may have same by proving property and paying for this ad. Mr. Turner. FOUND:—That the object of Alberta Scott’s smiles has not gone, but is Goen. FOUND:—Eighth Wonder of the World. For proofs apply teacher of Class of February 1919. FOUND:—Quick and effective method of absorbing poetry.—A Sr. Class. 38 THE PUNCH BOWL WANTED WANTED:—A two-ton truck to haul away rubbish. George McClelland, Room 6, B. H. S. WANTED:—A pair of stilts. Dorothy Davis. WANTED: — Position as President of “Bee’s Nest.” R. Kesselman. WANTED:—Current Events. O. Bricker. WANTED:—Fifty pounds of solid flesh. Hazel Brown. WANTED:—Book on “Monroe Doctrine.” Genevieve McKee. WANTED:—A first rate housekeeper, in good shape, guaranteed not to rip, ravel or run down at the heel. Call E. Z., East Butler Gazette Times. WANTED:—Remedy for bluffers. Faculty. WANTED:—A self-starting pony. Members Class Jan. ’19. WANTED:—A book on “How to grow Pear Trees.” Call G. McClelland. WANTED:—Two special reinforced chairs. Rhea Shaffer and M. Rowen. WANTED:—An elevator to carry A Senior arithmetic sharks to third floor. WANTED:—Hair pins. Bertha Jacobs. WANTED:—Two megaphones. Julia Wise and Uldene Nicholas. WANTED-—An alarm clock. Lucille Patterson. WANTED:—Camouflage for red hah Alberta Scott. WANTED:—Volume of “Doyle.” Irma Hansen. WANTED:—More capacity for Miss Miller’s poetry. A Senior Class. WANTED:—A safe way to reduce. Genevieve McKee. WANTED:—A longer dinner hour. Dot Davis. FOR RENT FOR RENT:—Room for 20 full sized chemistry students. No extra charge for odors. Apply Mr. Bringman. FOR RENT:—One large, light room, well furnished with dressing room attached. Apply soon to Miss Orr as present occupants leave February 14. NOTICE NOTICE:—I have some very good dates left for the winter for the right persons. No freshies need apply. Bea Nicholas. FOR HIRE FOR HIRE:—Several wads good chewing gum. Will hire cheap as my jaws are nearly worn out from chewing them. Guaranteed to contain lots of stretch. G. McClelland. CAN YOU IMAGINE Miss Purvis walking to school? Harry Graham with a Standard 8? Irma Hansen without her curls? Loraine Campbell without his blush? Marvin Anderson with a girl? Bertha Jacobs with her hair up? Inez Dougan as a fat lady in a circus? Gen McKee as thin as' Hazel Brown? Alberta without Genevieve? George McClelland without his grin? Miss Miller saying, “No poetry for tomorrow”? Dot Davis six feet tall? Beatrice with less than five dates per week? Mildred, failing in English History? Baylor Goen with a mustache? Ralph Gossard without his smile? Ray Kesselman running in a fat man’s race? Vernon Wise studying? Dick Russel with light curls? THE PUNCH BOWL 39 Hazel Brown making a “zip”? Mary Doerr failing in Arithmetic? Willard Lasher without her “Oh—a—er”? Uldene Nicholas delivering a lecture on “Emancipation of Mexican Horned Toads”? Lucille without a tardy slip? Frances without her rosy cheeks? Mae Thompson being “Wise”? Oral Wilson being “Written”? Julia Wise singing bass? WHAT Edna with towsley hair? Helen Hobaugh leading a band? Rhea singing soprano? Orville Bricker in a full dress suit? Ken Bailey with a grouch on? Winifred reciting in Chemistry? Herman without his red “bus”? Grace Oswald without her “fiddle”? Miss Houston refusing to help anyone? WOULD The platform Mr. Bringman Miss Purvis Mr. Irvine Miss Rose Miss Boyle “Pap” Turner Miss Orr Miss Miller Miss Hammond Miss Jackman Mr. Elliott Miss Birchard Mr. Oesterling Miss Kelly Miss Mechling Miss R. McNees Miss McKinley Miss Siebert Miss O’Brien Miss Sutton Mrs. Schattschneider Miss Wigton Miss Houston Miss M. McNees Mr. Bernlohr Miss Raabe Prof. Gibson Mr. Fagan Mr. Pillow Mr. Hogg the faculty, his answer book, her velocipede, hair tonic, her pocketbook. her mirror, his joke. her letters from France. her poetry books. her laugh. her dignity. the little bliss. her Ford. his “specks.” her Phi Beta Kappa pin. her height. her baton. her avoirdupois. her precision. a school to teach. patent cures. her sailor. her rush. her wit. the Freshmen. a basketball. three pair of stairs. his knowledge. a broom. his hammer. his cellar. D I ° I X £ I J AN ADVENTURE One bright October day, three girls of our worthy class, Mary, Irma and Hazel by name, decided they would go out after chestnuts as they had been told they were very plentiful. So, arming themselves with half-bushel market baskets, they set out by way of North Main street macadam. After walking for what seemed an endless time, they saw some chestnut trees in the distance; but alas, alack, though they searched the ground thoroughly under said trees, they found nothing but a few of last year’s pig-nuts. There they decided to eat their lunch and then go home by a different road. On the way home they kept their eyes open but didn’t see any tree that even looked like a chestnut. They found some apple trees bearing bright, red rosy apples, growing along the road. After some debate, they decided there were enough apples there for the 40 THE PUNCH BOWL farmer and he ought not to object to their borrowing a few. They reckoned without the farmer’s wife though, who thought differently. In the words of the poet, she told them “to beat it.” Now these A-Seniors objected to being addressed so roughly, and, as the apple trees were on the far side of the road from the farmer’s wife, they ignored, what they thought, were, the “ravings” of the poor woman. Proceeding calmly in their course of evil, by knocking the nicest apples they could see down, they were only persuaded that they had enough when the farmer’s wife called to a ferocious-looking dog to come to her aid. In fact, Mary and Irma started to run. Hazel thought she couldn’t afford to lose her dignity and run, but the dog drew dangerously near and her pals were deserting her in her hour of need. She tried to recall what she had read about soothing wild beasts, and, as mem’ry failed her, she, too, with a wild yell, started to run and by her unusual velocity, soon outdistanced her friends. Tired and dusty, they reached home late that afternoon, each with a few chestnuts in the bottom of her basket. Friends and families desire to find the trees, whose chestnuts are already roasted! THE SENIOR MAGNET 41 , n 20' Beatrice (trying to make rhyme in Hazel’s library) : “Oil, don’t bother me. I’m in a brown study (Brown’s study). Willard Lasher (in Literature): “And let there be no moaning at the bar, when I put out to sea.” Freshie: “I see the dead lying behind me.” (Several A-Seniors occupied the back seats.) Willard Lasher: “Eryx was accustomed to extend his arms from the fierce hides.” Voice: “Must have been double-jointed.” they bent their arrows with great strength.” Mr. Hogg: “Why did they bent the arrows?” Willard: “Why—er—er—ah.” Mr. Hogg: “What is an arrow, Willard?” Willard : “Why—the bow.” George McClelland: “A chain passed around their necks of twisted gold. Gen. McKee: “Then small Priam, bearing the name of his grand father—” Mr. Hogg: “Well, what was his grandfather’s name?” Gen. McK.: “Oh—why—Anchises.” Hazel Brown: “Raising himself, he stood on his dignity.” Digitos means toes. Mr. Hogg: “That will do.” Immediately the ventilation fans stopped. George McClelland: (Vergil) “Then Aeneas spoke, ‘Go to heaven, Dares’.” Mr. Hogg: “He gave him an upper cut from above.” Ken. Bailey and Inez Dougan would like to know who “King Versus” and “General Cause” are, whom Professor Gibson talks about so much in connection with the World War. Raymond Kesselman: “The Germans—er—ah; the Austrians—er—ah; the—the—” Mr. Gibson: “What was my question?” Ray: “Darned if I know.” Willard Lasher: (Vergil) “Then 42 THE SENIOR MAGNET Harry Graham: (French) ‘‘He has broken the ‘conclusion’ (end) of his umbrella.” In A-Sr. Arithmetic: ‘‘There were 1,200 men provisioned: 600 were removed. Then—ah—er—ah” Miss Houston: “They wouldn’t be eating, of course. Marvin Anderson (at photographer’s) : “Watch, don’t step on your sleeves.” Grace Oswald (in Vergil): “Be- hold on yonder shore I see a ‘man’ by name of Ross.” “CLEVER” ANSWERS ON IDYLLS OF THE KING 1. Lynette was the son of Dubric. 2. Bellicent was the wife of Excali- bar. 3. Camelot was one of King Ar- thur’s knights. 4. Bellicent was the favorite knight of King Arthur. 5. Camelot—a seer. 6. Excalibar king against whom Ar- thur fought. 7. Bellicent knight of the Round Table. 8. The Diamond Jousts—travels— seeking a diamond. 9. Lynette was the King before Arthur. 10. Lynette, the daughter of King Elaine. 11. Lynette was the mother of Ar- thur. 12. Lynette was a knight of Arthur’s Round Table and of high birth. 13. Excalibar was a friend of Ar- thur. 14. Bellicent was one of the Barons dethroned by Uther. ASK— Herman Badger: How he fell (Fehl). Loraine Campbell and Raymond Kesselman for points on hunting. Hazel Brown: How to wink. Bertha Jacobs: Why she leans. Dot Davis: Why she always looks up. Baylor: How to go on (Goen). Bricker: How to sing. Richard: How to rustle (Russel). Irma: How to get handsome (Hansen). Edna: About the Zimmerman notes. Vernon and Julia: How to get wise (Wise). Oh, let George (McClelland) do it. The shades of night were falling fast, As Oswald’s house I chanced to pass. I heard Grace “saw” her violin— “Jim, Jim, I always knew you’d win.” END Once loving, zve love you to the last, And hear once more a class that breathes— “For youthful letters zve’ve kept you fast, And bright, zee hope, our niem'ry will shine: The smiling Seniors drop their pens, But, oh, how often will they glance behind, And, laughing, see through time’s dim lens, This “Magnet’s” locals ten-fold inter-lined. A. TROUTMAN’S SONS Our salespeople are here for service—for accurate, courteous service. We secured them by the selective system—their ready enthusiasm, their ripe experience, their sympathetic energy, their individual aptitude and natural adaptiveness are the qualities that make this the pleasantest trading place in town. :: :: :: :: Reiber’s Men Interwoven Socks Arrow Collars Faultless Pajamas Silkloth Shirts Munsing Unions Alf. M. Reiber ’s Shop Always New Neck- wear Bro. REAL ESTATE INSURANCE MORTGAGES SURETY BONDS Workingmen’s Compensation THEO. 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