Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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8 THE SENIOR MAGNET Tim’s hair when it wasn’t rollin' out pies. Mrs. Stubbins presented Poliza with a set of rats for her hair, which she said was the new style. Tom Tubs came next, and as he was so fat he couldn’t come in the front door he had to sit on the porch, so he said he was too hot to come in. He handed Tim a small package through the window, and the guests rocked with laughter, when they saw it contained a box of Tom’s home-made corn cure. Tom said he knew Tim could use it. The happy pair received presents of every description and of all sizes, and last but not least came Rob White, sweating and dragging an old phonograph which he placed on a table in the room. Just as the ceremony was about to he performed Boh slipped a record on and a voice sang out, “Just Before the Battle Mother.’’ The guests went wild, some with laughter and others shocked nearly to death with Bob’s actions. The bride’s father put Bob out of the house in short order with his old graphophone, but Bob sat under the window and just as the ceremony was finished, opened up his canned music with, “A Man Don’t Know What Happiness is Till He’s Married, and Then It’s Too Late.” ----b.-h.-s.-------- WEDDING CAKE Ei.sie Moore If there were any two young people in the small town of Burton who were really chums, it was Peggy Me Landless and Kenneth Wadsworth. They had both lived on the same street ever since they could remember and after school in the winter time they usually could be found coasting down a steep hill near their homes; sometimes with other young people, hut often by themselves. The year after they entered High School, Kenneth’s people moved to a distant city, and much to his disappointment, of course, he had to go to. The last long ride down the hill that winter was a rather silent affair. They were by themselves and that made it more of an ordeal. When they did talk, it was about everything else but his departure the next day. The hour of parting eventually arrived, and they left each other promising to write often and to keep in touch with one another. At first the letters were long and fre- quent; hut as time passed, they grew shorter and more formal, and came much less often. Peggy, too, moved away from Burton and in a couple of years the letters ceased completely. After she had finished High School she was so busy with her college life that she never even thought of the Kenneth she had known, seemingly so long ago. If she did think of him the memory was always vague, though pleasant. One month, during her vacation, she was busy helping Pearl, one of her girl friends, plan the final details of her wedding. At first she couldn’t think it possible that Pearl was to he married; hut as the eventful day grew nearer it certainly became a reality. Peggy was maid of honor at the wedding which was a big church affair. After the services were over she noticed a good looking young man standing in the back cf the church. There seemed some resemblance to some one she knew or

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THE SENIOR MAGNET 7 showed him a letter from the publish- chicled him for not knowing her when ers, accepting her story. Then she he saw her on the street—at midnight. ---b.-h.-s.------- A WABACK WEDDING James Lyon It was in a small town in Nevada, hidden from the world, or at least the presence of anything that was worldly in character. The people’s existence depended upon practically nothing from the outside world beyond the towering border of mountains surrounding it. The name of the town, Waback, was as fitting a name as could be given it for the inhabitants certainly lived way back. Now this town had been smoldering and dying ever since the last excitement when Hal Hill’s old bam burned, until it was whispered about that Tim Call was going to marry Poliza Tatter. When anybody got married in that town, of course everybody considered themselves invited to the wedding, because the people of the town always saw to it that they gave words of advice or a material present to the married couple to help them in their chosen fate. For months, the folks had gathered at the store to talk of the coming event and to decide on the present each would take to the wedding. When folks had decided, each on his present, the storekeeper had happy prospects of a rushing business before the next Friday, three days ahead. But a great calamity befell Waback that Thursday night before the wedding, when the old store with all the presents carefully packed and wrapped for the wedding, burned to the ground. The people had no way left to get presents and they dared not go to the wedding without one, as it would make them look cheap in the eyes of the bride and groom. On Friday morning, what better luck could have befallen Waback, than that a pack peddler came rolling into town with a wagon load of household goods and other products too numerous to mention. Inside of an hour the wagon was emptied and then it rolled back up the road, driver whistling and the horse, lightened of his load, jogging speedily along. That afternoon the wedding came off at the bride’s home, a little cottage on the outskirts of the town. Each inhabitant in his glad rags went hurrying and scurrying along with either a little package or a large bundle in his hands. As each filed into the house, gayly decorated in black crepe paper (for nothing else was available), they handed the bride and groom-to-be their presents, as was the custom, and stopped long enough to have them admired and receive a ‘‘thank you” from the happy pair. First came Mrs. Pickering with a well wrapped bundle, which was more paper than present, and being opened it displayed a nice new washboard, which she said she hoped would help them to lead a clean life’s journey together. Then Hal Painter strolled in and gave them a fine maple rolling pin with which he said Poliza could part

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THE SENIOR MAGNET 9 had known but she couldn’t think who he was. Before she had time to make sure he departed and she was left with a vague memory of having seen him before. After the wedding dinner Peggy obtained a piece of the wedding cake and determined to discover her destiny. That night she wrote the names of some young men whom she knew well on slips of paper. While writing out the names, she thought of the young man seen in the church, and then the name of Kenneth Wadsworth flashed through her mind. That was whom the face suggested. Being of a frivolous frame of mind, she wrote the name on a slip of paper, for old times sake, she told herself. These slips of paper along with a blank one were put under her pillow where the wedding cake was also placed. The next morning she drew out one of the slips with trembling hand. She was happy when she saw the name of the one she liked least of all. That day she received a letter from one of her old friends in Burton. It was an invitation to a week-end house party, and at the conclusion of the letter her friend told her to be sure to come for she had a surprise in store. The days passed quickly, and two days before Peggy left for the house party there were only two slips remaining to be drawn. She knew which slips they were for she had drawn all but the one with Kenneth’s name on it and the blank one, which meant if she drew it out last she would be an old maid. She wished then that she had never put Kenneth’s name on a slip, for more than likely she would never see him and he might be married already. The next morning she hesitated a long time before she finally did, it was the blank one. The fates of the wedding cake had decreed that she should marry Kenneth Wadsworth. Consoling herself with the thought that it was all nonsense, she went to the house party the next day. At the station there was a bunch of her old time friends to meet her, and with them was a young man whom she had to look at for a few seconds before she recognized him. It seemed impossible that this tall young fellow was the same one she had played with so long ago on these same streets. She laughed to herself when she thought of the slip of paper wrapped with the wedding cake under her pillow at home. Before the week end was over she had changed her opinion of him, somewhat at least, for he was still the same boy she used to play with. They danced, and played tennis and golf together, and when it was time to separate, there were two, at least, who didn’t want to go back home so soon. There must be some charm in wedding cake, for it is rumored that Peggy is planning a wedding of her own and the cake is to be much larger than the one at Pearl's wedding. She has planned to give a piece of the cake to anyone who wishes it. for she knows from experience that there is a charm in wedding cake.