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To our faithful Faculty Adviser, MISS ANN ADAIR HOUSTON, who has clarified our thoughts, cheered our hearts, and guided our hands as we built this volume, we now dedicate our Senior Magnet, conscious that when its form shall mold in neglected places, the spirit with which she endowed our efforts shall survive in the endless days. i I III ■ ini mi ■ iii • ii ■ ■ i mi iiim■; nm ■ i iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ■ ■ n ninin ■ i n,n nin ii iiii i .; | LITERARY | niiiii:iiii|iiiiiiii|iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiMiiiiii 2 YE KNIGHT OF ADVENTURE Lucille Gerbf.r AWN was lighting the heavens with a rosy glow, sending its beams searching everywhere to see if it could discover any secrets which dark night had been careless of. One ray pierced the stained glass window of a wayside chapel making a halo of rainbow hues about the olden head of a young man who was kneeling before the altar. He was clothed in snowy white garments bound in bv a silver cincture, an ebony crucifix lay stretched on the bench in front of him. and the beads attached to it were slipping one by one thro’ his fingers. Ilis eyes were fixed on the altar before him where lay a suit of armor, a shining shield and silver spurs; a lance stood upright near by and a scabbard with a sword s jeweled hilt caught the light and cast it back in scintillating sparkles. A bell tolled in the belfry above and simultaneously came a knock, there entered a bishop (so he seemed from his gorgeous array) a warrior clad in mail from head to foot followed by two monks whose bright eyes gleamed from beneath the shadows of their cowls. The man before the altar rose and kissed the bishop’s ring and after receiving permission to do so from the Knight he sat down on a small stool. The Knight advanced and received the armor from the Bishop who had blessed it. He motioned the young man to rise and to slip his white robe from him. then laced the chain jacket about him. placed the plumed helmet on his head, handed him his shield and lance, the while buckling on his sword then bidding him kneel he said, “I dub thee knight, Sir Arthur Guymne; fulfill thy life appointments with courage and be a knight of honor and without reproach,” then lightly touching him with his own sword he bade him rise. The new made knight arose and approached the door where King Arthur was waiting and asked his commands. “Go.forth and seek adventure. Thy life thus far is blameless and worthy of the title of Knight, but before these spurs can be fastened to thy boots, thou must woo the fickle Goddess who so often beckons but does not pause to consider that forgetting mortals have not winged feet to carry them to do her bidding. Three days is your alloted time and seventy-two hours hence we meet again at the Tournament of L.ucknawf. If all goes well, you get your spurs.” Turning he went out of the door followed by the clerical trio. Sir Guynme. in all vigor of his youth mounted his steed and followed the road ahead, lie rode all day, stopping but once for refreshment at a tavern and then pushed on. Night came, cool and sweet the air with odors of spring (lowers. I he horse neighed restlessly and seemed loath to go farther; the knight dismounted, and hearing a noise back of him he turned, but not quickly enough, a bag was slipped over his head and his hands bound behind him. Struggling vigorously, he was carried off. 6 THE S E N 10 R £M AGN E T The humiliation of it! He a knight to be carried off by thieves as a child by kidnappers! Perceiving the uselessness of fighting he lay still and tried to find out where he was being taken. Soon he heard a drawbridge being let down and the clank of chains as a gate was opened, then they descended several flights of stairs and soon he was let down, ..roughly to the floor. Before he could get the bag off to see who his captors were, a heavy door was bolted. I'he room was very dark, being lighted only by a small grated window high up near the rafters. There was only a stool and a piece of dirty cloth lying in the corner performing the duty of a pallet. He stretched his cloak out and lay down with his back to the door, not risking the sudden entrance of an assassin, and after thinking over the situation and deeming it useless to do anything until they showed their next move, he went to sleep. He was rudely awakened by the rattling of a trap-door and glanceing up he saw a tray containing bread and water being pushed in and a soft voice was saying “Take it quickly; they are coming to you, don’t do as they ask you. even though death rules a refusal. Astonished, he grasped the tray and endeavored to catch sight of the speaker, but all he saw was a swirl of auburn curls and then far down the corrider he heard voices. He quickly ate the bread and washed it down with the water and then turned to face the two men who had just entered. Both wore helmets thus completely hiding their faces; they were dressed alike, and any hope of identifying them was promptly shattered. The talier advanced and said “Sir Guynme, doubtless you are indignant at your rough usage, nevertheless, it was necessary to get you here and the easiest way was also one consuming least time. Let us get down to the heart of this affair. In a few words this is our proposal, take it or leave it, it is the same to us. “You must lend us your armor until after the Tournament at Lucknow. If you do this 5,000 francs will swell your purse, if you refuse, your soul and body will be separated and we shall use your armor anyhow! Sir Guynme was puzzled. Why all the fuss? W hy did they want his armor especially? He had received his armor from Knight Arthur and would return it to him, unworn by any save himself. He searched the figure before him for some betrayal, but each stood motionless, waiting. He raised his head proudly. “There is only one answer, there could be but one answ-er. No.!” and turning away he sat down on the stool. The spokesman again proferred: “Sir Guynme, be not hasty. Think of it this day and night, and tomorrow we come for your answer. Sir Guynme paid no attention and only the sound of the closing door announcing their departure rang through the corridor. Immediately the knight beheld standing before him, a lady, her head swathed in a white veil but her auburn curls showed her to be the maid who had brought his food. She approached him and in an excited voice said, “Do you know where you are? You are at Broctan Castle. 1 am Lord Brocton’s niece. He is a beast! A wretch! A regicide! He plans to kill King Arthur. “You are to be his tool, he in vour armor will win the Tournament and as he kneels to receive his laurels he will plunge into his sovereign’s heart a dagger! Save him! You just knighted! You yet unstained with crime. TIIE SENIOR £MAGNET 7 “Sir Lotter is his accomplice. I lere, take this key! Go, your horse is ready, he waits outside the moat. “At the gate say, ‘Rege Missus,’ and you will be allowed to pass. Here is a sword, hasten!” Sir Guynme asked no questions, he accepted his sword and followed the white figure. Receiving his instructions, he walked until he came to the gate; there he saw one of the persons who had visited his cell that morning. Quickly he laced his helmet and trusting to luck walked on. lie gave the password to the guard who opened the gate for him. The drawbridge was down and he saw his horse tied to the staple. He mounted and started off. He had gone quite a distance when he chanced to glance around and saw a troop of horsemen riding swiftly after him. He spurred his horse, and dashed on regardless of the shouts to stop. He must get there before they! He must save his king! He prayed, “Oh, adventure, I begged to meet you. now I have tasted of your cup. still more do I demand they swiftness, to leave these murderers behind me as the swallow doth the sparrow.” The riders were gaining on him and he felt the sharp sting of an arrow, followed by a falling sensation, but he grasped the reins and rode on. Another arrow, this time in his wrist, it paralyzed his arm, and dropping the reins, he let the horse go where it would. Instantly it turned aside from the main road and galloped down a lane. A numbness was stealing over him, the arrow in his back didn’t hurt, it only made it hard to breathe; vainly trying to keep his seat he at last slipped forward. The next thing he knew he was in bed, in a pleasant white room, with the sun streaming across the floor and a gentle faced monk was bending over him. It was too great an effort to speak, so he just lay still watching the sunbeams gradually climb to the bed and then to the rafters. But suddenly the thought struck him. How long had he been sleeping? He called the monk to him and asked him but he only replied. “Be not uneasy, you are with friends.” Sir Guynme watched the sun; it had been late after noon when he had been wounded, but the sun indicated morning now. The old monk had left the room believing the knight asleep and soon Sir Guynme rose and clasped on his armor and staggered from the room. How queer he felt! His eyes were dull, his feet were heavy. That couldn’t continue for only by hard riding could he reach Lucknow in time to prevent the disaster. His horse was in the stall and saddling it. he mounted with difficulty, and starting the horse on the road he hastened off. The sun wras so hot and beat pitilessly on his aching head. Black spots danced before his eves and again slipping into unconsciousness he left the horse to his own devices. The cold beat of rain on his warm face revived him and sitting straight in his saddle he saw himself to be in a dense forest and night had fallen. He heard the cool tinkling of a sparkling brook and a great thirst surged up in him. He half fell from the saddle and hurried his face in the moist leaves. The sun in his eyes awakened him, and the shouts of men and clicking of spears, and the fall of horses and their shrill cries startled him. Where was he? I le recognized Lucknow woods. He w as so near he could hear the clapping of the crowd. W as he too late? No, the tournament was still on. He got to his feet and calling his horse he lead him through the woods into the open. The tournament was finished and the victor before the King was kneeling to receive his laurels. 8 7 IIE SENIOR (M A G N E T Sir Guvnme stumbled on but so intent were the people on the ceremony that they never noticed him until he stood behind the Victor and with a swift slash of a knife he cut the lacings of the helmet which fell open disclosing the revengeful face of Lord Brocton. Instantly something hurled through the air and traitor's knife had found a mark but not in Arthur. Sir Guvnme had placed himself between the danger and his sovereign; between the bubbles of blood which trickled from his lips he said, “Sought adventure”—and King Arthur finished for him, “And adventure has claimed you as her knight without stain and without reproach.” Gently the king laid him down and fastened the spurs to the boots of the dying man. Sir Guynme smiled and a long shudder shook him from head to foot and then all was quiet. He had been knighted anew and had started on the Greatest Adventure of AH. -------------b.h.s.-------------- “DICERE VERITUM” Frank Sarver The Seniors doin’s always shove More joy into our life; They are the silver lining of The high school’s cloud of strife; 'They brighten up the cloudy spots Their smiles dispel the gloom; And we’ll all wear forget-me-nots When they depart in June. To tell the truth I do not think That class would balk at all From duty, not a one did shrink Though it was study hall; They seemed somehow, to fire the shots That chased away the gloom; And we’ll all wear forget-me-nots When they depart in June. But that’s not all, the best is yet To fall upon your ears I'll make you sure before you get To crying out your fears. The whole thing in a nut shell rests That we should learn so soon The present Seniors are the best That e'er left us in June. ECHO— They brighten up the cloudy spots Their smiles dispel the gloom And we’ll all wear forget-me-nots, When they depart in June. “WELL DONE Frank Sarver '23 A candle began at the break of day To give to the world its light. And a close observer could hear it say “Oh, where will I be to-night? Tho’ it faintly flickered for quite a while In doubt as to what to do. It gradually brightened and seemed to smile On the day, on the world, on you, When it neared the close of the day it shone With a brilliancy equalled by none, As it stood at the end of the race, alone. It said to itself, “Well Done!” This diminutive candle did its best For the day, for the world, for you; It taught its lesson and left the rest To the class of '22. For they, no doubt, in their freshman days Resembled the candle, quite, ’Cause everyone, starting a journey says Oh, where will be to-night?” But they’ve reached the end of their tortuous trail, The race has been nobly won And since they’ve entered the port full sail, Can say to themselves—“Well Done. 7 II E SENIOR EM A G N E 7 9 GAS Anna Nolan CHAPTER I M sorry, Jimmie, but I cannot marry you—yet. I’m not ready to settle down as a housewife. We’ve lots of time and a long life before us—can’t we just go along on the old basis of friendship for awhile and each have a good time, for a few years anyhow?” Thus spoke Peg Ryan to her friend and suitor Jimmie Burke, who had just proposed marriage to her. “Well. I don’t see anything else for us to do if that’s the way you feel about it,” spoke Jimmie. “But. Peg, if I do something big and worth while, will it make any difference?” pleaded Jimmie. “It might, but I’ll make no promises,” said the practical Peg. CHAPTER II Two years have flown by on the wings of time. Jimmie is employed in the chemical laboratories of the Government. A war has broken out among the nations of the world, such as the one of the first half of the twentieth century. Fifty years of peace had passed and Germany, under the rule of another William, again attempted to master the world. Jimmie was working under the utmost secrecy—he worked day and night, and looked it. He was thin and worn looking. His task was to try to invent some weapon of war that would be more deadly than the last fiendish invention of the Germans, a small bomb full of red hot prickly balls and a deadly gas that penetrated the gas-masks through the holes burnt by the hot pieces of metal. Alter working for about two weeks he finally completed a gas, very destructive and poisonous. He did not really know how terrible his invention was until he, with about six officers, took some of it out into the country to try it. They fired a bomb of it at a herd of cattle about a mile away. In about two minutes, when they looked again, not an animal was in sight. The gas had completely exterminated them. Thousands of gallons of this gas were manufactured and shipped to Europe in large tanks. A German spy obtained the formula and the Germans wishing to beat the Allies at their own game, manufactured great quantities of it too. I his gas was put into every conceivable weapon possible. Into air bombs, floating mines, shrapnel's, hand grenades, and many others too numerous to mention. I he only thing that kept either side from using it was fear for the safety of each army’s men. The gas was so effective that no mask had yet been invented to render a man immune to its attacks. The Germans were afraid that if they used it the wind might blow the gas back upon the German army and kill them; with the Allies it was the same. Great tanks of gas were already on the battle field in readiness for the time when a mask should be discovered. Mines had already been launched and had claimed their victims. The world stood in horror and awe of this terrible new weapon. 10 THE SENIOR iMAGNET CHAPTER 111. Peggy, who was living in Canada for the summer had taken up aviation as a sport. She intended, if the chance presented itself, to do her bit by means of her airplane. In order to test her endurance, she sometimes made long distance flights, remaining in the air for twenty-four hours at a time. She waited impatiently for the war to end so that Jimmie would return to her. for had she not promised him that she would be his wife just before he left for camp? CHAPTER IV. On July 5, one of the tanks was hit by a shell and exploded. The force of the explosion jarred the other tanks and they too, blew up, the aerial torpedoes were released, the gas balloons got away from their bearings, and the whole earth shook. The gas, much heavier than air, was carried bv a strong wind over all of Europe. Everywhere the people disappeared. iMen and women at one end of a street would look up and see everything living disappear, as in a wave, and finally they, too, would go. Within twelve hours after the first explosion, not a living thing was to be found in Europe, Asia, or Africa. I'he aerial bombs, strange machines having their own small motors and wings, were sent spinning skyward. They dropped all over the earth. Islands were visited by them and in a few minutes were minus all the inhabitants. In America, the quivering of the earth at the time of the explosion caused much excitement. The wireless was busy sending calls to Europe, but received no answer. It was all strange and uncanny. An air bomb fell in the United States. The people for miles around were killed. Another fell in the vicinity of one of the storage tanks. The result was the same as it had been in Europe. Everyone in North and South America was killed, or at least it looked like it. The people who lived on the islands were killed, either by the gas being carried by the wind or by air bombs or floating mines. Jimmie, who was now working on, and had just about completed a gas mask, heard and understood the explosion. He put on the gas mask or rather gas suit which he had just finished, and went to warn the people. But he was too late. Everyone had disappeared. No one answered to his calls. Poor Jimmie, alone on the earth, didn’t know what to do. He was the cause of it all—and he alone survived it. CHAPTER V. At noon, July fifth, Peggy went up in her airplane for one of her endurance flights—she remained in the air for thirty-six hours. When she came down, she was completely awestricken. There was not a living person, animal or bird to be seen. Where had they gone? Instead of staying there alone, she did the logical thing. She got into her airplane and started home. When Peggy reached home, she found conditions the same as they had been in Canada. She was terribly worried now and decided to hunt up Jimmie. She knew where the chemical laboratories were and headed in that direction. Jimmie heard the machine as it landed and he was so overjoyed to think that there was another human being near that he rushed out and collided with Peggy, who was coming towards the door. THE SENIOR EM A G N E T II You can imagine their greeting and their conversation. I didn’t hear what they said and I’m not old enough to manufacture a conversation for them—I haven’t had the experience. Needless to say, however, they decided to leave that desolate spot and they both climbed into the machine and sailed away. They had traveled about sixty miles when Jimmie lost control of the machine. It began to fall. They came nearer and nearer to the hard earth, or no, not the earth, a lake. They were about ten feet from the water and—I woke up deciding not to eat any more midnight luncheons. -B.H.S.- A DREAM Gertrude Guttormsen I dreamed that Butler had gone thru a change. And everything there was new and strange! I wonder if dreams come true. That everyone in the class had passed, And flunking subjects were a thing of the past, And we won the championship at last, I wonder if dreams come true. I dreamed that Dot flyers wouldn't talk any more That Ellen worked problems and hollered for more; I wonder if dreams come true. That when Bernlohr made a basket, there were no fans to cheer That class dues were paid quite promptly each year, That Bernard was as big as he’d like to appear, I wonder if dreams come true. That Miss Purvis no longer with problems could cope, That down in the gym there was plenty of soap; I wonder if dreams come true, That the Basket Ball trips now lasted two days, And the Magnet Staff was showered with praise. And when I awoke, I was in a dale, I wonder if dreams come true. TO THE CLASS OF UNE, ’22 Thelma Cooper ’24 Farewell, Senior Class, We bid you sad adieu, And whatsoever comes to pass, We hope Fate will smile on you. Out into the world you’ll go; With many a smile and tear, And tbo’ through many a hard place you'll row, We hope your path may be clear. Soon we will be in your place And we will not envy you. In the world of many a race. We hope Success will carry you through. So these last words we give to you, May you remember them'. Be always courteous, kind and true, Whene’er you fail, begin again. —b.h.s.— A TOAST Elizabeth A. Mulhclland Here’s to the Seniors of ’22 Here’s to the vim in all they do. Here’s to their teachers, who with helping grace Helped them to win in their long run race. And here’s to Miss Houston, the best of sports, Who’s helped us out of trouble of all kinds and sorts Here’s to her kind, so unfortunately few May they smile just as brightly, and remain ever as true. 12 7 H E SENIOR £M A G N E T “FILIBUSTERING” Elizabeth Mulholland HOUGH a knight of that illustrious calling, a newspaper reporter, the word “filibustering” had never found its way into the vocabulary of Tom Ward. He had a somewhat hazy conception of the meaning of the word but could not have formed a verbal definition for it. This was the reason why his friend, Martin Holt, happening in upon him one nice June evening, found him pondering over an open “unabridged.” ‘Found a new indoor sport, old boy? inquired Holt as he comfortably settled himself in a big easy chair. “Why I thought you knew Webster verbatim.” But Ward did not answer this banter with his usual quick retort and Holt noticed that he had a preoccupied air about him. At length Tom answered. “I’m really serious for once, Mart. Perhaps you can help me out some. Just what does the word “filibustering” convey to your mind? And Tom shot a curious glance at Holt. Holt got up from his chair and after walking about the room and unconsciously examining the pictures on the walls, he answered, “To tell you the truth, Tom. I’ve never heard the word used in conversation; but 1 must have read something about it because it brings to my minu a picture of some greasy Mexicans or Spaniards shooting up a town. But why the commotion about it?” “Just my thoughts” and a few of the wrinkles, which felt ill at ease on Tom’s forehead, were glad to flee. “You must read Davis' and 01 lenrv’s short stories, too, for I think that’s where 1 got my idea of the word. Listen! the dictionary gives it as: “A lawless military adventure; a pirate.” “Now I ask you—can you imagine Thomas Finnigan Ward, cub reporter for the New York Times, and son of the late John Ward, prominent banker, as a filibuster? Why, man alive, I thought they all lived in Cuba and carried picks and shovels, and here Tom doubled up with peals of convulsed laughter. A close observer would have noticed a momentary, but only momentary, twitching about the corners of Holt's mouth and then he drew himself up with affected coldness and when Tom’s hilarity was somewhat abated, he broke in, “I beg your pardon if I’ve broken in on a secret—of course you don’t have to explain your own private little mystery unless you want to.” “Aw come down off the horse!” chuckled Tom as he pushed a sheet of paper toward the other. “Read that.” and Tom took it eagerly and read: Mr. Ward Sir: Your perhaps well meant filibustering in other peoples’ business is altogether unappreciated and unwanted. I’m perfectly able to look after the interests of my own servants and consider your advances as an interference in my personal affairs. Kindly comply with these statements and save trouble. Sincerely, Deborah Fielding Mart’s face wore a puzzled expression and he asked in an astonished tone, THE SENIOR {MAGNET 13 “Now, who under heaven is this Deborah Fielding, and what kind of a new scrap are you into?” Already one could see by the expression of Tom’s eves that some new idea had obsessed him. “I'm as innocent as a new born babe,” he said. “You know Deborah as well as I do. I can just imagine her though—a little white haired, peppery tempered old lady with a vivid imagination. 1 must certainly give her credit, though, for using unique language. 1 suppose all she has to do is to sit around with her knitting and shoot orders at the servants. Wonder what they’ve been up to now?” “Well, this is surely a good one on you. Best I’ve heard in a long time!” and Holt laughed just as heartily as Pom had. But what do you expect to do about it? Hire a Pinkerton or disguise yourself as Sherlock Holmes, and probe the mystery?” “Neither,” answered Tom, “both are too conventional. That dear old lady either didn’t know anything about child psychology or else she didn’t know me. You know, when you tell a child not to do a thing, they suddenly get a determination to do it. That’s my case. Besides, I’ve always had a hankering to strike up an acquaintance with some nice old lady—might need her for a chaperon some time. You see what 1 mean?” Holt grinned broadly as he replied, “Yes, I understand you. 1 might have guessed as much for it’s just like you. I’m not worried about the chaperon though, but I’m kind of sorry I'll not be here to watch the fun” and he got up to go. “What do you mean? You’re not leaving town are you?” asked Tom in a surprised tone as he accompanied his friend to the door. “Yes,” replied Holt, that’s what I dropped in to tell you. Uncle's sending me over to Hurope on business—have to chase up some old papers to settle a family squabble. Then while I’m over there, 1 expect to travel about some.” “Well, I’ll miss you Old Top, but I’m glad you’re going; you’ll surely have a fine time. When are you going, and how long do you expect to be gone?” said Tom as he slapped Holt vigorously on the shoulder. “I sail Saturday,” Holt answered, “and expect to be gone about six months. But I’ll always receive my mail if it is sent to the Hotel-, Paris, so you must write to me and let me know how the mystery unfolds and I’ll try to keep you in touch with my movements across the way.” After talking a little more about Holt’s intended journey, Mart finally took his departure and Toni turned back to his apartment to think. Sunday 28, 1919 Dear Mart:— According to the calendar, it’s only three weeks since your boat sailed, but so much has happened in that time that it seems like months. Two of the fellows at the office are off on their vacation now and that keeps the rest of us hopping. The Tuesday after you left, I started on my solution of the mystery. From the city directory, I found the addresses of a good many Fieldings and bv fishing Joe Tubble (Joe’s our right hand man—I think he knows everyone in N. Y. City by name) I found at which one Deborah lived. The house is a dream—me thinks that Deborah must be w'orth a tidy sum. It was in the morning that 1 found the place, I think I walked past it twenty times, trying to think up some plan by which I could meet Deborah.” 14 THE SENIOR {MAGNET I went hack to the office in the afternoon and the office boy bounced me for a subscription to a magazine—I swear I don’t know the name of it now. Well, Fate was playing into my hands. I subscribed and promised to get him some more subscriptions if he would lend me his credentials, and of course he was tickled at the thought. That evening I meandered forth with my subscription blanks and I certainly did look business like as 1 stalked up the front steps and boldly rang the bell. I asked the servant who answered to see Miss Deborah Fielding and was shown into a spacious, well furnished reception hall. Pretty soon Deborah came in and she was all my fancy had painted her except that I was all wrong about the peppery temper. She was as meek as a lamb, why she almost volunteered to subscribe. 1 felt as cheap as dirt and couldn’t get away quick enough. But this is only the opening scene for 1 don’t expect to give up so easily. I saw jour uncle-----------------------. July 20, 1919. Dear Mart:— Glad to hear that you got your business off vour hands so soon—you’ll have a fine opportunity for travelling now. At last I’ve got all the inside dope about the servant trouble in the Debor— but still she’s too nice to call that—Miss Fielding case. I can’t go into detail about it for it would be too long; but I’ll tell you a few of the facts and maybe you can get the gist of it. I got a proper introduction to the old lady thru accident and luckily she didn’t identify me as the magazine agent. I found out that her brother was an old schoolmate of my fathers’ and the old lady just more than palavered over me From words I picked up, that letter was intended for Mr. Ward, their neighbor, and was sent to him at his club, so of course I got it by mistake. Don’t you remember there is another Ward in the same club where I stay? Somehow or other he had gotten into a mixup about their servants, but that doesn’t concern me anymore and I didn’t take the trouble to find out the particulars. It’s a queer old world isn’t it! July 31, 1919 Old Thing:— I just couldn’t wait to hear from you, have to blow off to some one and you’re the only one in on the secret so you must be patient. Gosh. Mart, 1 never knew that the world was so beautiful—birds and flowers and clouds and all that. Work isn’t worrying me much these days, the fellows are back from their vacations and I’m taking it easy. I hat Deborah Fielding is sure an interesting and lovable old character as I found out in my frequent visits there. I'm glad dad was acquainted with the old lady, vou know' it kind of gives me a season ticket there. Boy, I’ve made the most wonderful discovery—I’m just in a trance. She’s certainly a beauty. I was going to tell you all about it in this letter, but I’ll wait further developments and have a surprise for you. When Holt got this letter he laughed heartily and said to himself “Poor Tom! I’m afraid he’s a gonner. Though I’ve never had the disease myself, 1 know the symptoms. When a fellow starts talking about birds and flowers 7 :' S E A’ 1 O R [MAG N li 7 to an old codger like me—watch out! He doesn’t seem to know that he’s giving himself away. Poor Tom!’’ and he shook his head in a most discouraging manner. August 30, 1919 Dear Holt:— Rec’d your letter first of the week and saw to the business you asked me to. Walker couldn’t do it. said he was too rushed, but 1 got Dodson to do it. He’s all right and I’ll vouch for him. Moses, but I’m sick of N. Y. So bloomin’ hot you can’t sleep. People are dying off like flies. There hasn’t even been a good show in town for a month and all my friends seem to beat the beach. Drat the summer anyway, give me the winter any day. But I mustn’t talk you downhearted, too, so will ring off. Was glad to be able to do you a favor so don’t be backward about asking me again. Dejectedly, T. W. P. S. Am thinking about taking out a life membership in the Bachelor's Club. Holt was sight seeing along the turbulent Danube when he rec’d this letter, lie rolled his tongue in his cheek and casually remarked the “True love, like the Danube, doesn’t run smooth.” September 30, 1919. Holt Old Top :— Words can’t tell how happy I am. There’s no secret now, why I’m so happy I wish the whole world could know it. Glad to hear you’re ready to come home— if you promise to be here in four weeks I’ll hold off the ceremonies till then, but not a minute longer. Of course 1 want you for my “best man,” but then there’s a limit to all patience. But here I’m way ahead of my story; 1 just can’t talk or write coherently. Well, I hadn’t made many trips to the Fieldings before 1 got the surprise of my life. There happens to be two Deborah Fieldings. and the new one, a niece of the old lady, is the lovliest, most beautiful and kindest person in the whole world. Holt, don’t let anyone ever tell you that an open confession is good for the soul. I made a clean sweep of everything to Deb, (I can call her that now) and believe me, I got my foot into the hottest water ever. It was she and not the old lady who wrote that letter. The old lady may control the financial end, but Deb’s the section boss. Of course you understand that I was pretty well acquainted with her before I confessed everything. But when 1 did, she surely did get up her wrath. Mart, m’dear, believe me or not, those two weeks that she’d have nothing to do with me were the gloomiest of my life. At last 1 got her to listen to me and I told her of the magazine episode and that did the work. She laughed and called me a “silly, ridiculous boy.” Then her aunt put in a few good words for me and my father and—Oh, well, all’s well that ends well, and please, Mart, don’t keep back the wedding day any longer than you possibly can Happy, Lucky, TOM P. S. I’m glad I didn’t take that Life membership. Don’t criticize me too much, remember the higher you go, the harder you fall. 16 7 : 5 E N 10 R €M A G N E T JACQUES, THE LAGGARD Bernard Cohn N a small town called La Quierre, in France, lived a boy whose name was Jacques Pierre. Jacques’ parents died when he was four years old. Mis parents being old, left him nothing but a few francs. Jacques is now fifteen years old and has lived with his uncle in the same province ever since his parents died. Jacques did not like to go to school, nor could he be pursuaded to study his lessons. Often times he received severe whippings from his uncle in order to make him study his lessons, lie was lazy and would not do anything he was told to do. For these reasons he received the name Jacques, the laggard. Six years later there came to the region of La Quierre the news of the assassination of Archduke Francis Ferdinand and his wife of Austria. The news spread from mouth to mouth like wild-fire, until everybody in France knew about it. On this day, Jacques was plodding homeward after work, when he saw a large crowd standing around the corner. He hurridly ran to this place and was eager to know the cause of the excitement. “Archduke Ferdinand assassinated!’’ “Austria’s mobilizing! Germany is preparing for war!’’ These were some of the exclamations that reached his ears when he came up to the crowd. In a few days Austria declared war on Serbia, and France which bordered on Germany, declared war on Germany. In a tew days, volunteers were called for. Jacques, the laggard was the first to join, in spite of the protests of his uncle and friends. Even the officers in charge of the enlisting station w'ere a bit afraid to let him join for they, knowing how lazy Jacques was. thought that it would be hard on him to obey orders all the time. In a few’ days the troops were marching to the front with Private Jacques Pierre among them. ° . Ta-ra-ta-tat—T a-ra-ta-tat. It was the call of the bugle in the still air of “No man’s land.” “Over the top,” shouted the captain. It was Jacques's regiment that went over the top. I he roar of the guns was deafening. There was a continuous ric-ric of machine guns. W hen the command to go over the top came, Jacques was the first one out of the trench. He ran across to the enemy’s trenches and fought like a demon. In the midst of the fray, Jacques was separated from the rest of the regiment. I he command came for the regiment to retreat to the trenches, on account of the severe losses. W hen Jacques turned around to retreat, he was confronted by five German guardsmen. He gritted his teeth, uttered a short prayer, and started to light them. I le shot the first two, and bayonetted the third. Just then a shell burst nearby and the other Germans were wounded. Jacques received several slight wounds but was able to crawl back to the edge of the trench. Just as he was on the edge of the trench he fell unconscious and was dragged into it bv a comrade. T : SENIOR Of AG N E T 17 He would not permit the officers to send him back to the base hospital. In the course of a few days, he was well and on the firing line again. In May 1916, the Germans launched an attack against the sector of the line Jacques’ regiment was holding. They were taken completely by surprise, and by the end of the day they were captured. “Forward march!” cried the German captain. Jacques and the prisoners had to march back to the prison camp. On the way, a few of the slightly wounded soldiers lagged behind. They were prodded with a bayonet until they would keep up with the others. One of Jacques’ pals dropped with exhaustion and could not go farther. A German soldier came up to him and said, “Peeg of a soldier, get up!” Jacques hurried to his companion’s side, and asked the guard what he meant by insulting a soldier. For an answer he received a crack over the face. Jacques hit him back and knocked him unconscious. While they were fighting a squad of German soldiers came up and saw Jacques hit the soldier. They grabbed him and hand-cuffed his hands. The penalty for his act was that he should receive a cup of water and a dry crust of bread a day until they reached the internment camp. The suffering that the captured soldiers endured on their march to the prison cannot be described. If anyone lagged behind he was goaded to death with a bayonet. Jacques was so worn out when they reached the camp, that when he was taken to his cell, he dropped unconscious. The cell in which Jacques and four other prisoners were kept was about sixteen feet long and twelve feet wide. There was only one window in the room, but it was large enough for a man to crawl through it. Only one guard watched the side of the building. After Jacques regained some of his strength, he began making plans to escape. He knew how often the guard passed the window, how far he patroled, when he was the farthest away from the building, and when he was the drowsiest. It was on a dark and misty night that he perceived it best to escape. He told his companions that he would try to free them as soon as he reached his own army again. He pulled his cap down over his face and after a last fare-well, he crawled through the window. Once outside, he stood erect for a few moments to survey the surroundings. He knew' that the slightest noise meant capture and probably death. The guard appeared when Jacques was standing here and saw him. He came up to him and said, “Who goes there?” There was a low thud and a stifling cry. Jacques had hit the guard over the head with a heavy club He quickly exchanged clothes with him, took his gun, and dragged him into a dark corner. It was dawn when Jacques came to a house. He was almost exhausted for he had been walking all night. He knocked at the door and a woman came. He told her that he was a German soldier and wanted something to eat. At this house there was another German soldier, the woman’s son, who was a captain in the army. From him Jacques learned the weakest and strongest points of the enemy. I pon departing, they gave him a horse to carry him to his regiment, thinking all the while that he was a German. At noon the next day. Jacques was within hearing distance of the firing line. He was beginning to meet squad after squad of soldiers marching to the front. He had to pick his way very cautiosly now for fear of being caught. 18 7 ■ E SENIOR £M AG N I- T Back about a mile from the firing line was a dense woods. It was here that Jacques dismounted for the day. He gave his horse a crack so that it run away and he could hide more safely. He hid in some dense foliage and began making plans to get through the enemy’s line that night. It was well on towards sunset when Jacques heard footsteps coming towards him. He kept as quiet as possible and the soldier passed within a foot of him without touching him. The soldier met another one near where Jacques was hiding. They spoke in German, but he could understand them. “I searched my section and there wasn’t a sign of him,” said one. ”1 didn’t find him, either,” said the second, “but we must go back and report now.” Jacques surmised that they were hunting for him, and thanked God that he had such a place to hide in. ‘Wait until I light a cigarette, said the first. “We sure are going to surprise them beggars next Monday when we attack, ain’t we? “Another plan,” said Jacques to himself, “I must get through the enemy’s lines tonight to warn my company of the attack, or die.” At midnight, Jacques started out on his hazardous trip. He got through the back trenches safely and didn’t encounter any one until he was out on no-man’s land. Here he was spied by the outpost. He thought that he might be able to fake an excuse bv telling the guard that he was on a scouting expedition to the enemy’s land. (He still had on his German uniform) The guard was going to let him pass when he saw the insignia of the enemy’s troops around his neck. He muttered a curse, drew his gun and was about to shoot when a shot rang out in the darkness. The guard dropped dead instantly without a cry. Jacques had shot him first. Immediately there was a confusion on both sides of “no-man’s land. Jacques dropped on his stomach, for in the next instant a star shell burst, lighting the heaven as if it was daylight. Searching parties were sent out to investigate the shot. Luckily, Jacques was fleet enough to cover the distance he had to go in a few seconds. He had little trouble getting through the outpost guard of his regiment. I le was greeted by his companions who asked him all kinds of questions. The next day, he reported the plans of the enemy to the general. As a reward for this gallant service, he was promoted to captain and shifted to the front on which the Americans were now fighting. He learned afterwards that his timely warning saved the army from a great defeat. Jacques was in his dug-out reading a letter from home when a subordinate came to him and said that he was wanted at headquarters. He reported and was told that the section that he was commanding was to attack at daybreak the next day. The general explained to him that this was going to be a joint attack. That is the whole line was going to attack at once. It was one supreme effort to crush the German power. At daybreak the next day the army attacked. Jacques’ section fought bravely, but alas! a shell burst near him and he was killed. In the midst of the fury he died unnoticed. His identification was lost. After the battle, the dead were gathered together and buried. On a little white cross, that stood erect over Jacques’ grave was the inscription: the senior {magnet 19 SOLDIER or FRANCE Died in the Battle of Chateau Theirry July 1918 It was in the year 1921, that the unkown dead of France was buried. It was the body of Jacques that they buried. Everyone in France paid homage to him. Wouldn't the town of l.a Quierre and his uncle be proud if they only knew who the unknown dead was? Would you call Jacques a laggard? ----b.h.s.----- WHEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT Dorothy Byers O I remember? Well, I guess I do. You see it was this way. On a Saturday, sometime in the month of March, there was a total eclipse of the electric light bulbs around our end of town. How it came about no one knows; but some people are of the opinion that the watch man at the power house become so interested reading the locals in the Magnet that he neglected his duty and forgot to put in the plug that furnishes the piece for the light. At six o’clock this famous night our family had just finished our evening repast, and my kid brother and I were drawing cuts to determine which should wash or dry the dishes. Just as we were ready to draw the eclipse occurred. As fate would have it, we did not have a single gas light in tie house, so remembering that I had seen a couple of little candles in an adjoini.tg room, I started in search of them. Very timidly at first, for it was pitch dark, then I tripped on the edge of a rug and fell forward, cracking my head at the same time on a chair leg, at which incident I saw several stars, among them Mars and Jupiter. Regaining an upright position and rubbing the lump on the side of my head which had grown to the size of a lemon, I started forward in the quest of the candles. I progressed splendidly for a few paces when. Crash! Bang! Splash! Good night! I had come in contact with a small stand on which a large bowl of gold fish had been sitting. If I remember rightly there were eight fish in that bowl; but the first thing my hand grasped was a scaley, slippery fish. Lgh! I dropped it. Poor Fish! By this time I had completely lost all track of direction and hardly knew where to turn. But I must have those candles; so, encouraged by this thought, 1 took a big step forward and ran straight into the wall. My nose suffered a severe shock by this collision. Had my nose been a little shorter I might not have noticed the shock so much. Finally after another heroic attempt, I succeeded in getting to the china cupboard where I had seen the candles. After breaking several cups and a number of glasses. I found the candles. I hese two little candles furnished us a guiding light for nearly two hours, when to everybody’s surprise the electric came on again. I resolved then and there always to carry a candle with me in case, such a need should arise again. 20 7 H F S F N 10 R (M .4 G N F 7 AN INDIAN LEGEND Isadore Aaron 'Twas many hundred years ago. Before the kicked white man came, There lived among the buffalo And all the other prairie game, The Kenai’ tribe that made their stand Against the terror of their land Now, Aristawa, the Sun God, Demanded sacrifice by year, Ten youths and maidens at his nod Were sent to die, like stricken deer. To be prepared for a great feast, When the sun rose from out the east. But Aristawa was afraid Of Satenawi, monster great. So to the tribe, the Sun God said, After a long and fierce debate, “ Your quota to cancel? I will If you will Satenawi kill. Then, Winged Arrow was their chief, And he was eighty summers old. He was as silent as a leaf That falls to earth when comes the cold He was a wrinkled, wise, old sage; Could keep the peace, or fierce war wage. And Winged Arrow had a son, Wings of The Morning, was his name, He, many valiant deeds had done, And through the land, had achieved fame. The bear, he’d gone to hunt for some, And to his tribe, had not yet come. A counsel ’round the fire was held, And Kenais wisest all were there. Although the fight they all repelled, They must their answer, now prepare, Spoke Winged Arrow long to them; Their cowardice, he did condemn. Are all of ye afraid to go To Satenawi, him to kill? Although I’m old, I will him throw From yonder cliff into this rill. While with them. Winged Arrow strived, Wings of the Morning, then arrived. To Wings of the Morning, the chief said: My Son, our freedom is at stake. Though many of our young men are dead By sacrifices that we make; Thou, with thine agile strength, must fight. Kill Satenawi, by thy might. For Aristawa said to me, If Kenai, Satenawi, kill; From sacrifice, will you free, And the dead young, to you I will Send full of life. And the sou said, I will fight or be brought home dead.” So Wings of the Morning did prepare, The monster, Satenawi, to fight. With all his weapons, he did fare Up to the cliff on yonder height; To fight, and set his people free From sacrifice and misery. As Wings of the Morning neared the height. He heard some low, nerve-racking roars, He saw, on the cliff, a fearful sight, A monster, standing on all fours; A dragon with a serpent’s head, And glared white eyes, as from the dead. It exhaled smoke, vomitted flame, Had thick scales of an ugly green. Its throat and body were the same, Armed with spikes like knife edges keen. It charged, its red jaws open wide, With green oo e dripping at the side. Wings of the Morning waited by A rock, and saw its long black claws. When Satenawi did come nigh. He leaped within its blood red jaws. He, with a large spear, at his side, Forced the monster’s jaws, wide open, wide. T HF SENIOR MAGNET A tomahavk, all bright and new, He gripped within his strong, lean hand, And at the heart did swiftly hew, And of the heart did part each strand. The dragon rolled in agony. Its vitals pained so fearfully. Wings of the Morning did hew on, Until it motionless, did lie. Sunbeams did lightly fall upon Dead eyes that looked and saw no sky. Then Wings of the Morning left the dead Green carcass that stained the whole peak red. To the Kenai, he went down To tell them all that they were free. While from the air, with jeweled crown. Did Aristawa go to see That Satenawi now was dead, In a lake of his life-blood red .45 Aristawa went before, Wings of the Morning followed him. In Satenawi’s flooded gore, That flowed with unabated vim, The Sun God wrote, that the tribe was free From sacrifice and misery. ----------b.h.s.-------- SCHOOL DA YS Beautiful, Happy school days! Shall we forever depart? To take up our share of the world’s work. And each on his journey start. Our trials and joys will go with us, If we keep in the one right way Not only duty and toil we’ll find, But joy, which forever will stay. We’ll build for our future, as time hurries past,-A blessing that will follow life’s way. That is the future for you and for me, Which we choose in our happy schooldays. How we treasure the last moments of this Beautiful summer of school-days, How sadly we think of parting, from this Beautiful summer of school-days. Sweet and sad is the parting, .45 we start on the varied road. For we are the travelers on the journey of life Each bearing his separate load. 22 7 II li S E N 10 R £ f A G N E T LIFE OS' TIIE FARM Isadore Aaron Nero: happily sigh for the farm and its peace With its fields and its meadows so broad; For the ducks, and the geese, and the shearing for fleece, And the chickens, and orchard, and sod All the horses and cows, and old Shep by the shed As he watches a rabbit ahead. Yes, it’s oh! for the farm where the air is so fresh, Where there are such broad vistas to see; Where the men are all healthy and solid of flesh, And from gross city cares, are so free. While the clouds do scamper across the sky, blue, Ev’ry morning reveals a world new. Though 1 toil in the fields, when the sun is so hot, Or the team, I do hitch up to plow; hi the mills, in the shops, there to work, I would not Where the men to diseases must bow. Better, Shep and I go to the meadow with sheep. While the sun o’er the heavens does creep. At my work in the fields, there I sweat and toil. In the spring, I do plow and plant seeds. Then I anxiously watch the plants spring from the soil. And I grimly do battle with weeds, ’Round potatoes, and corn, and the beans, use. a hoe. Which I steadily use in each row. At the end of the summer, the harvest does come, And I take all my grain from the field When the grain is all threshed and much more work is done, I do estimate the seasons yield. Then I go to some fields, and 1 gather the hay For my cattle and horses, forray. Then my bins are all loaded with plenty of grain, And the mows are all loaded with hay. For my sweat and my toil, all of this is my gain. With all thanks to the good God, I pray. Then our pleasures begin, and from labor we rest, To the dances and corn-roasts, we go, In the winter, on sleighs, o’er the earth’s snowy crest Ride o’er hills and down valleys below. We all sit 'round the hearth, on a holiday eve. We munch sweetmeats, and such stories weave. And now what do the crowded cities offer to youf To the woods on a Sunday, we go. In the morn, we go out and see flow’rs kissed with dew Then to orchards, where all fruit does grow. In the ev’ning, the cows from the pasture are called And the sunset holds us all enthralled. Then the farm is for me, with its bounty so free. All the fresh eggs and milk that I wish. May the good God in Heav’n look down on us and see That none on the farm may perish. And pray to the Lord to keep us all from harm. And bless all that do live on the farm. T II1: S li MO R eM A G A : 7 Isador Morris Aaron David Carl Abernathy Ruth Harvey Allman Uiy” “Curly Locks Rufus’ James C. Anderson Elizabeth Boyd Atkinson George Alfred Badger ‘‘Jimmie” Skinny” Georgie” 24 T H E SENIOR £ { A G N E T Ida Ruth Berry NV illiam F. Bernlohr Daniel Biedenbach “Riitbie Billie” Dan Catherine E. Billman Margaret G. Birchbickler Gqnzaga Alpha Brehm Kate Peg Alpha Dorothy Irene Bvers Willis Albert Bryan 1 ora Christianson Dot Will Tory !'■ 7 11 ft S R £ f A G X ; 7 Agnes Anna Cluse “Clusie” Bernard Norman Cohn Bernie” Anna Klizabfth Coyle Canna Oyle” Cjrace I eressa Coyle Helen Gertrude Curran Mildred Albfrta Davis Curry” Curly” Mid Mabel Martha Dean Donald Adair Duff Mabel Adele Dunmyre Make “Dizzy” Bob 26 THE SENIOR £M A G N E T Edith Fennel Virginia Beatrice Fleming Bernard Garber “Fen' “Genny “Bruno” Rai ph Chester Gold Ruth Esther Gold Eleanor Dorothy Graham Goldie” Ruthy” “Fat” 7 H h: S E N 10 R £M A G Y : 7 27 r % A { . v3 j A f , . lji y iV ‘. . «r , s ‘ VVNrY , ryw J AvVv vN.V fcw.w - ■' ---'•- ■--• •A-uv .,• . - ■ • . Ai.'_ . • Robert Bruce Greer Robie Samuel Walker Greer “lebabod” Gertrude Guttormsen “Gertie” LLE , , ANLEN Margaret Elizbeth IIazlett Mary Elizabeth Heineman 7 Peg Diana Helen Fletcher Herrmann Clarence C. Hinchberger Sara Luella Hinchberger Hermie “Hinchie Luell 7 Vj SENIOR IMAO Nil Howard Hill Hobauch “Muggsy” Albert Snowden “Eat” Hohn Maurice Joseph Horan “Moke” Marion Eleanor Hughes Chas. Wellington Hughes Sylvia Gene I Iykes “Mary Ann “Byll Silvie Dorothy Ann Ienkins “Slim”' Bernice Viola Judd “Bernie” Elmer Cowan Kennedy “Ken” Mary Helen Knause Knausie Victor Leech John Henry Leighner “Pinkey” Heinie' Mercedes Madden “Mercy” Myrtle Priscilla Mazza Kuth Eieanore McBride Myrtie” “Rutby” 30 T_ HE S E N 10 R f f A G N E T Grace D. McCandless “Dot Milton Bell McCandless Geraldine C. McCullough Milt “jerry Clyde Otis McFadden Mary Jeannette McKee Mary Violet McKee “Shrimp Mickey “V Juliana Marie Moore Carol Marcella Morrison Adolph Telio Mulholland “Julie “Carolina “Adie THE SENIOR {MAGNET Charles William Nicholas Anna Marie Nolan Clinton W. Normington “Chuck Anne” Clint W. Harold Oesterling Evelyn Joyce O’Donnell William Parker Bu8gs Eve” Willie T II I: S !• N I () R TM A G N • 7 Clinton M. Puff Amelia Blanche Raabe Clarence Clifford Keiger “Clint Melie” “Clancy” Howard LeRoy Reiger Mae Eleanora Rice Charles Edward Rimp -How Alibi “Chuck Tressa M. R°ka “ Terrific Myrtle Rose “Roste’’ Clair Schmoker “Smokes 7 E S E N 10 R DA A G N E T )} Anna R-nudella Schultz Isabelle Shaw Scnultite” lay Mary Louise Shroup “Wea le” Gaye Lilijan Smith Mary Gertrude Smith Esther Marie Snyder Gains” Srnitbie” “Es” Lois Marie Snyder '‘Dutch Dorothy Irene Spindi.er Robert Preston Steele “Dotty “liolgotis 34 7 H I: S EN 10 R (M A GN E 7 Valeria Rebecca Sullivan Isabel Mitchell Thomson Margaret Lucilie Timblin “Becky “Tizzy “Timble Clifford S. Waldron Ida Belles Waldron Mary Elizabeth Walsh Sam “Idc” “ Walshie 7 IIII SENIOR £W A G N E T 33 Mabel Catherine Watson Mary Phelan Weber John Winer Mabby” “Web” “fawhn” Elsie Nevada Wise “Shrimp” Dorothy Mae Wise “Dot” Filbert G. Yost “Priscilla” 36 T n E S EN 10 K [MAG N E 7 CLIJIBS iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiianatiiiiiiiaiiiiti CHEMISTRY CLUB The Chemistry Club of Butler High School was organized by the present A Senior Class on January 2, 1922. The purpose of this dub is to discuss in detail, scientific subjects in which the different members are interested. Each person is asked to lead in one of these discussions at one of the monthly meetings during this semester. In addition to this each member is asked to give a short talk on some current event dealing with chemistry at each monthly meeting. At the first meeting held January 2. the following officers were elected: Presi- dent, John Winer; Vice-President, Dorothy Wise; Secretary and Treasurer. Margaret Puff; Sergeant at Arms, John Weeks. The following papers have been read at the meetings; Geographical Research,” Charles Rinip; “Relativity.” Esther Snyder; “History of the Manufacture of Glass,” Tora Christianson; Coal and Coal Tar Products.” John Winer and Joseph Rigby; “Manufacture of Paint.” Mary Elizabeth Heineman; Salvaging Photographic Films to Recover Silver,” William Shapero; “Oil.” Jeanette McKee; Development of a Negative,” Esther Snyder and John Winer; “Radium,” Dorothy Wise; “Disintegration Theory, Elizabeth Mulholland; “Elector Theory,” James Anderson. At a special meeting. April 10, Mr. Mellon, Assistant General Superintendent of the Forged Steel Wheel, gave an interesting and instructive lecture, discussing the metallurgy of steel. Mr. Mellon was very kind in arranging a trip for the members of the club to visit the open hearth furnaces at which time he explained the pouring and molding of steel while observing furnaces. During the semester the members of the club made a trip through the glass works and learned some of the fundamental principles of glass and the materials used in making it. Through the generosity of Mr. Rimbach. the metalurgist of the Standard Steel Car Company, the members of the club were shown through the Standard Steel laboratory. Demonstrations in testing the hardness, tenacity, and various other properties of steel were given by Mr. Rimbach. Taking everything into consideration, we think that the discussions were worth the labor expended upon them. Everyone felt the responsibility devolving upon them, and, therefore, took a keen interest in all discussions and excursions. However. since the organization is still in its infancy, we have had an opportunity only to lay plans for what might be done along this line. We sincerely hope that those who have an aptitude for science will carry along the good work. The following are the charter members of the cluh: Margaret Puff. Secretary; John Winer. President; Dorothy Wise, Vice-President; Elizabeth Mulholland, Jeanette McKee. James Anderson, Jake Painter. Creston Doner, John Weeks. Charles Rimp. Esther Snyder. New members elected during the year were: Tora Christianson, Mary Elizabeth Heineman, Joseph Rigby. THE SENIOR Of A G N E 7 PRESS CLUB 38 THE SENIOR iMAGNET PRESS CLUB The members of the Butler High School Magnet” Staff started something new in Western Pennsylvania when they organized a “Press Club.” The purposes of this club was to devise means by which to interest the student body in the “Magnet” and to furnish a means to all interested in that line, of studying journalism. At the first meeting, which was held on November 1, 1921. the election of officers was held. Those elected: President, Walker Greer; Vice-President, James Lawless: Secretary, Anna Nolan; Treasurer, Bernard Garber. Speakers were to have been engaged for each of the meetings. We were successful in obtaining only a few. Among them was Mrs. James Kinnear, who gave an interesting talk on short stories. The members of the Press Club, which are the “Magnet” Staff and others interested in journalism, decided to hold a conference of the faculty advisers and editors of all the school papers of the W. P. I. A. L., but owing to the lack of interest shown by the schools invited to attend, the idea was abandoned. Although the Press Club did not accomplish all that had been planned, it is believed that it will be a great success in the future and a credit to the high school, owing (naturally) to the start given to it by members of the class of June, ’22. The members of the club: Domonic Angotti, Dorothy Bvers, Harold Ewing, Bernard Garber, Walker Greer, Rhinehart Hardin, John Hill, Sara Irvine, Morton Israel, Paul Ketterer, Clair Kocn Esther Kramer, James G. Lawless, Nancy Miller, Adolph Mulholland, Elizabeth Mulholland, Anna Nolan, Robert Nicholas, Clifford Nevins, Fred Oesterling, Harold Parker, William Parker, Harold Sandbach, Frank Sarver, Magdalen Schmoker, Robert Steele, Lenora Thompson, Emanuel Wagner, Elsie Wise, Newton McColloug'n, William Hazlett, Miss McNees, Miss Houston. At the last meeting the following students were elected for membership next year: Kathryn Oswald, John Byers, Grace Oesterling, Virginia Barton, Wayne Byers, Esther Ashman, Fausta McCain, Mathilda Janner, Dale Moore. Robert Johnston, Al. Lehnard, Harold Canevin, Harold Funkhouser, Darrell Gregg. THE SENIOR {MAGNET 39 OTHER CLUBS In mentioning the work of clubs of Butler High, we must not omit the names of the Glee Clubs and Orchestra who have done much to help boost their school. All their work has been characterized not only by great ability and training, but also by unusual willingness and earnest effort. I he Spring Entertainment this year consisted of selections by the Glee Clubs and Orchestra and a Minstrel by students chosen from different classes. The following is the program given: PROGRAM Part 1 Selection—(a) April Showers ..................................Louis Silvers (b) A Morning Serenade”...................................Bennett High School Orchestra Song— Let the Hills and Vales Resound”...............................Richards Combined Glee Clubs Song— Morning”—Peer Gynt Suite...........................................Grey Girls’ Glee Club Song— Kentucky Babe” ................................................. Geible Boys’ Glee Club Selection—(a) “La Morsaria”.....................................T. F. Morse (b) “I’ll Return for You”....................................Jacobi High School Orchestra Song— The Serenade” .................................................. Jaxone Girls 'Glee Club Song—(a) “Army Mess Song” (b) “Old MacDonald’s Farm Boys’ Glee Club Song— Hail, Bright Abode”—From Tannhauser..............................Wagner Combined Glee Clubs Selection—(a) “In Roseland” ......................................Max Eugene (b) “Closer” ...............................................DuParc (c) “Cutie Fox Trot”....................................R. Prime (d) “Dreams” ............................................. Ilubell High School Orchestra Accompanist—Elizabeth Barnhart Part II MINSTRELS Interlocutor—Maurice Horan End Girls End Men Anasthesia—Sara Irvine Abe Lincoln—Ellsworth Davis Topsy—Grace Oesterling Bones—Bobby Steele Neurasthenia—Stella Russell Geo. Washington—Bill Hughes Hazel Diana—Mary Heineman Sambo—Francis Nolan 40 THE SENIOR € I AG NET INCIDENTAL MUSIC 1. “Wyoming”........................ 2. “The Rose and the Butterfly”..... 3. “In the Land of Idle Dreams”..... 4. “The Big Bass Viol”.............. 5. “Ain’t Nature Grand”..... ....... 6. Instrumental Selection 7. “Dreaming Alone in the Twilight”. 8. “Yoo Hoo”......................... 9. “Dusky Lullaby”.................. 10. “O Brother, What a Feeling”...... .........Florence Elwinger and Chorus .......Elizabeth Barnhart and Chorus ........Elizabeth Lobaugh and Chorus ..........Wellington Hughes and Ends Mary Elizabeth lleineman and Chorus ...........John McMillan and Chorus .............Dorothy Wise and Chorus ..........Ellsworth Davis and Chorus ............Stella Russell and Chorus M EK B ERS OF ORCH EST RA Violins—Catherine Allen, Elizabeth Atkinson, Floyd Bowers, Luther Braham, Richard Carnahan, Agnes Cluse, Bernard Cohn, Helen Eakin. Paul Fonsa, Francis Graham, George Grace, Leland Gregg, Alexander Horwitz. Clare Koch. Ronald Mc-Candless, Leslie Rider, Leona Schreffler, Ralph Slear, Robert Tack, Ruth Thompson, Clair Wick, Ida Waldron. Saxophones—Carl Abernethey, Wayne Byers. John Cronenwett, Rhinehart Hardin, Edgar Shirk. Raymond Vogeley. Cornets—Harry Johnston, Paul Longville, Melvin Noss. Xylophone — John Lucas, llass Viol — Clyde Greenert. Clarinets — Donald Weihe, Robert Kerr. Drums—Lee Oaks. Accompanists—Lois Brown, Fausta McCain. Director—Joseph Scohier GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB Soprano—Marian Atwell, Margaret Bishop, Elvira Bredin, Helen Burckhalter, Charlotte Burckhalter. Dorothy Byers, Anna Coyle, Grace Coyle, Florence Elwinger, Elizabeth Lobaugh. Mildred McElligott. Juliana Moore, Viola Nelson, Tressa Roka, Rebecca Sullivan, Elizabeth Tyler, Mildred Watson. Alto—Margaret Beserock, Mary Burckhalter, Margaret Boyd, Eleanor Easley, Vivian Eppiheimer. Ruth Fisher. Margaret Goughler, LaVerna Grossman, Helen Hindman Mary E. lleineman, Gertrude Haney, Esther Kramer. Mildred Killmeyer, Evelyn O’Donnell, Luella Peffer, Mary Reith. Helen Stoops, Gaye Smith. Dorothy Wise. BOYS’ GLEE CLUB First Tenor—Ellsworth Davis, Lewis Irvine, Karl Kemper. William Mclndoe, Alton Richard, Frank Sarver, Albert Whitehill. Second Tenor—James Anderson, William Hazlett. Aloysius Lehnerd, Adolph Mulholland, Louis Nicol, Clark Painter, Orlando Pride, Eugene Reissinger. Robert Steele. First Bass—Frank Allen. Willis Black, Harry Hughes, Lamont Harvey, Francis Nolan, James Renforth, David Weaver, John Wilson. Second Bass—Harold Brown. David Emrick, Wellington Hughes, Clarence Mclndoe, John McMillan, Clinton Puff. Ralph Schenck. Director of Glee Clubs—Geo. Bob Wick Minstrels coached bv Miss Ann Houston 7 :' S :' N 10 R ZM A G N E T 41 1 MU [EF COURTSfflP I SEPTEMBER 1937 By Reporter Isabelle Shaw It was a beautiful morning on September I, 1937, as the sun shone through the windows of the Butler County Court House. A large audience filled the room as it was the first day of the September term of court, and a number of sensational cases were to be tried. The jury arose as Judge Robert Greer was sentencing the first trial. ‘ Therefore. Clyde McFadden, I sentence you to ninety-nine years of hard labor —grinding nut shells and listening every morning to a saxaphone soio from convict Carl Abernethy. Your accomplice, Jeanette McKee, I sentence to two years in Morganza. Sergeant Horan, lead the prisoners out.” Mrs. McFadden, formerally Sylvia Hykes, fell into a swoon and was picked up by Dr. Raymond Geibel who administered a bottle of smelling salts—but let her drop when he found her faint was due to the fact that her husband had not been sent to the electric chair. Then she could have collected his life insurance from the firm of 'l ost and Reiger. Next, a poor battered up plaintiff was lead to the stand, lie was no other than Bus Greer who claimed that he was injured by the vocal cords of Dot Jenkins, his better half. Mrs. Greer not waiting for her attorney to start, began explaining the facts. When the jury was able to be heard, they brought in the verdict of guilty. But on second thought, they decided to acquit her if she would pay the doctor bills and refrain from singing in church. Convict Abernethy had been made a trustee by the turnkeys Oesterling and Mulholland. Abernethy announced the next case as that of Dot Byers vs. Earl Tovvzey for breach of promise. The attorney for defense was Sam Waldron and for the plaintiff Chuck Nicholas. The evidence given bv Miss Byers was contained in a scented diary which contained such passages as this—“I love you dear—when I look into your eyes I think of near silk shirts. For you I will give up root beer. 1 he defendants attorney said that although Towzey was engaged to Miss Byers he was infatuated with Ruth McBride, a classical dancer in Gold’s Follies. The witnesses were Ida Waldron, who had been told at her dress making establishment by Miss Byers herself of her engagement. The other witness was Clair Schmoker, the owner of the air plane service from Butler to Saxonburg. who had heard the young man’s proposal being accepted while on their way to one of the famous dances of foresaid town. Nicholas arose and tried to prove that by the noise of the engine Schmoker would be unable to hear the talking. But Waldron called attention to the fact that the plane was equipped with a noisless engine invented by John Heinie Leighner, famous scientist. I he jury after ten minutes absence, returned and announced Towzey guilty and awarded Dorothy Byers S100.000 for her broken heart. (?) A great noise was heard in the jury room, Sergeant Horan ran out and came back carrying light weight champion Bernard Garber, who had gotten to enthusiastic 42 THE SENIOR iMAGNET over the former case, being a good friend of both parties, i le was taken in the ambulance, driven by Mary McKee and Betty Barnhart, to Butler County General 1 lospital. The next case was that of Alpha Brehm, music teacher, vs. Victor Leech. Mr. Leech claimed that his little son Anthony was beaten by Miss Brehm when he failed to reach high C—after three or four ragged attempts. The board of directors, as witnesses for Miss Brehm were: Robert Steele, President; Miss Allman, Miss Dunmyre, Miss Neyman. I wo teachers, Miss Spindler and Miss Llsie Wise testified that Tony was an unruly boy and really depraved in mind. Mr. Leech had been prepared for this and Miss Dorothy Wise, M. M. D., L. L. D., a nerve specialist, and her assistants, Mercedes Madden and Mary Knouse said that little Anthony had been badly mauled bv Miss Brehm and his nerves resembled a milk shake. I'he verdict was guilty. Miss Brehm was being led to her cell No. 13 by Warden Bernlohr and two turnkeys. On the way who should stop the quartet but a prisoner yelling “Hello Alpha.” It was Isadore Aaron, the long haired poet who was waiting to be taken in a golden chariot to Polk University, where many fine poetic specimens are to be found—such as Napoleon. The little party journeyed up stairs to the ladies department. Here Miss Brehm was placed in the hands of Luella Hinchberger. who had been matron for the last five years. Prayer meeting was being held in the little chapel room, led by Rev. Wellington Hughes, Salvation Army captain. His assistants, Mary Elizabeth Heineman, at the piano, Marv Weber, singing, and Charles Rimp, beating the drum. Miss Hinchberger led the prisoner to cell No. 13, which was shared by Gertrude Guttormsen. and I ressa Roka, who were arrested for vamping James Anderson and meanwhile relieving him of his watch and wallet. The next case was that of llobaugh and Ruth Gold, sporting goods store proprietors, vs. Tora Christianson and Mildred Davis. Mr. llobaugh and Miss Gold claim that the two young ladies carried away from their establishment twelve footballs and four pairs of spiked shoes. I he young ladies were sentenced to two months in the work house. Court adjourned until afternoon and the spectators flocked into the Holland Restaurant, owned by Elizabeth Mulholland and Peg Hazlett. We were led to our table by Barbara Tury, head waitress. She called Isabel Thomson to wait upon our table. Seated across from us were Elizabeth Atkinson and Katherine Billman, who had come all the way from Petersville to attend the opening session. 1 he orchestra, led by Director Milton McCandless, was playing a famous overture composed by Esther Kennedy and Margaret Badger, entitled, “The Hair Spring March. At the piano was tola Nelson, Agnes Cluse the famous violinist, was manouvering her fiddle, while Lucille Gerber slid around with her slide trombone. Playing on the harmonica mouth organ was Ellen Hanlen. Next to the piano and fondly watching the pianist’s music was the flutist, Albert Hohn. And last but not least, was Eleanor Graham bringing forth sweet music on the Xylophone. Director McCandless announced the next number to be a solo dance bv Miss Veleria Rebecca Sullivan. Miss Sullivan was heartily applauded as she entered beautifully attired in a Spanish costume of chantilly lace. A noise was heard at the entrance and tipstaff William Parker entered leading the jury, who, wearied at the morning session repaired to the Holland Hashing to 7 111- S E N 10 R f AG N E T A3 be refilled. Among the jury I recognized one man, Clinton Norrington, followed by the eleven lady jurists who were Mabel Dean, Myrtle Mazza, Virginia Fleming, Marion Hughes, Carol Morrison, Mary Louise Shroup. Mae Rice, Esther Snyder, Anna Coyle, Ruth Berry and Lucille Timblin. As Isabel Thomson was serving our table, the soup fell with a crash to the floor, and Janitor Duff ran in accompanied by his assistants, Mary Walsh, Grace Coyle and Emma Trimbur, carrying pails and mops. After twenty minutes had passed the court bell was heard and we all poured forth to hear the rest of the day’s court news. Thank you for your kind attention. --------B.H.S.---------- The Class of June, ’22, is very much honored by having as members, the two who won the recent contest, conducted by the Magnet, to determine who had done the most to boost Butler High. ANNE NOLAN Anne Nolan has been selected by the students of B. 11. S. as the one girl that is most active in II. S. work. And their selection is justified. She is the Literary Editor of the Magnet. a member of tne Press Club, one of the leading poets of our class, an honor student, and, in general, an asset in every department. But that leads us back to a statement we made in the March issue of the Magnet, “You can’t beat the Irish! BILL BERNLOHR Hail the conquering hero, Bill Bern-lohr. Yes, no one can now doubt the correctness of that term, conquering hero, after due consideration of the many lines of activity in which he has conquered. Follow me, gentle readers, as I give you a brief enumeration of Bill’s accomplishments, and then judge for yourself. First, last, and all the time comes basketball, which, of course, needs no explanation. And then, in between comes baseball in which Bill ranks as our star backstop. Also, in a different line his class standing is one to be proud of. Parker Bernlohr Hobaugh With the passing of the Class of June, '22, the school finds that a number of its foremost athletes have played their last games for the Gold and White. The Class of June, ’22, takes with it a total of nine who have, at some time, in their high school career won a le tter in one of the branches of athletics here. These nine men take with them no less than twenty-nine letters. Some have played in only one of the three teams, five have participated in two, and one has been on all three. We are justly proud of these fellow students and appreciate their being in our class. The only discord is the loss suffered by the school. We can only hope that those to follow will do even better than has been done. Cheer Leaders JOHN WILSON JOHN HILL 7 H E SENIOR £ f A G N E I 47 PAUL BAYER The first on our list is Paul Bayer, although rather short in stature he is long on basketball and baseball. “Paulie” or “Polly” played varsity baseball three years and is a great shortstop. This year he came around and got a job as forward on our basketball team. I le is great on digging up that ball. “BILL” BERNLOHR The Last of the Bernlohrs comes next with a record of three years on the baseball team and two years at basketball. “Bill” is at home at most any position on the diamond, but he is used behind the bat because there are none as good as he. In basketball he leads them all in scoring, lie can find the hoop all the time, lie was captain of basketball this year. HOWARD HOBAUGH “Muggsy” was our football captain for the last season, and a good one. too! He played football two years and basketball one. As a guard, he was respected by all our opponents. He gave way to no one. MAURICE HORAN Here’s our soldier athlete. Maurice, after leaving the service, came back to school and played first base on our baseball team last year. He did not play any more on account of old age. We were sorry to see him not playing, so we made him student manager of our basketball team. He certainly was a good one. VICTOR LEECH “Vic” is the Bull Montana of our class. He played tackle on our football team and the way he played it got a new name for him. We will watch Red” and see him pile up future honors. CLYDE McFADDEN Although called the shrimp, Clyde sure can cover the ground. As a football player, Clyde is right there. 1 le has the girls on his side, too. Sometimes he is called an indoor sport. CHARLES NICHOLAS The president of our class is mixed with athletics, too. Most class presidents are satisfied to study. Nick” does both. I le played guard on our basketball teams for two years and football last year. BILL” PARKER “Bill” is our three-letter man, in fact the only one in the school. He played baseball four years, football three, and basketball two. He is the first fellow to take nine letters out of the school. More power to him. EARL TOWZEY “Towz” earned his letter in basketball this year and also a lot of friends. He is good at basketball and likewise with the girls. This ends our hall of fame and a better bunch cannot be found in any class. We wish they could stick together for the rest of their athletic days. 46 •TUI: S F V IO R TM A G N F. T T II I- S li V I O It ai A G N I- 7 47 CLASS CHAMPIONS Our class, when A Juniors, besides having three members on the varsity basketball team, had a championship class team. This team was composed of Geibel, Towzey, Greer, llobaugh and Leighner. The only game they lost was to the faculty team. It is generally good policy for the class champions to lose to the teachers because they might regret it later. Bus” Greer tried hard enough to win—ask Mr. Ilogg. -----------b . h .s.----- SENIORS VS. SCHOOL After the close of the present basketball season it was discovered that six of the seven varsity men were in our class. ‘‘Bill” Bernlohr promptly got busy and issued a challenge throughout the school, telling them that our class could beat anything that could be brought against it. “Lack” Parker, the seventh member of the varsity, picked a team and one evening after school the fray was pulled off. Sure we won! The score was about 36 to 30, just close enough to be interesting. We had as our team: “Polly” Bayer and Bill” Parker, forwards: “Bill” Bernlohr, center; Muggsy” llobaugh and Chuck” Nicholas, guards; Earl Towzey and Maurice Horan got into the mix-up when the dust was settling. We want to congratulate the other team for giving us such a close game. 7 U IS S li I U li 5U A G S : 7 II li 5 : N I O R €M A G N li 7 49 ! SKVtOU l)OLV(iH S The first real get-together time came when we. as B Seniors, gave the A Seniors their reception in the form of a poverty party and everyone came looking his tackiest. Mr. Gibson first entertained the audience with a selection about temperance, but we doubt the degree of temperance, for at regular intervals he would produce a bottle. Then a pantomime, “The Mistletoe Bough. was given. This was followed by games and a lunch in the gym. ---------b.h.s.--------- To show our literary and dramatic ability still further, each A Senior English class dramatized a given chaptei of “The Vicar of Wakefield’’ and then a committee was appointed to make it into one manuscript and stage it. It surely was a treat! We didn’t realize we had so many “Divine Sarahs until then. And the boys! Simply great! They made the nicest simple-hearted Vicars that you could wish to see. The only cause of regret was that the whole school didn’t see it. ---------b.h.s.--------- February 14. at its annual visit, saw some big, dignified (?) A Seniors surreptitiously dropping valentines into big pasteboard boxes and running guiltily. Lace valentines, heart valentines, and comic valentines were sent, anonymous and with names, complimentary and otherwise, all were received in a spirit of good fellowship and fun. Like Christmas, we only wished that it might come twice a year. 50 T H F SE N 1 O R {Af A G N F T On Friday, May 5, the present B Senior Class entertained the Graduating Class of June, ’22, with the presentation of the farce, Ye Country School.”. Country school life was admirably and grotesquely portrayed by the different members of the class who continually disturbed their teacher with mischievous tricks. After hours spent pleasantly in this manner, the teacher invited the audience to partake of the enjoyments in Bernlohr’s orchard i. e. the gym, where first an auction sale took place. Millions of dollars were carelessly spent on handkerchiefs, baseballs, dog collars, etc. Following this delicious refreshments were served to about two hundred and fifty guests. --------b.h.s.------ BACCALAUREATE EX ERCISES I he Commencement Exercises for the Class of June, 'll, were ushered in by the baccalaureate sermon delivered Sunday evening, May 21, by Rev. Frederick K. Stamm. I his impressive sermon was delivered before the largest class that has ever graduated from Butler High School. --------b.h .s.----- COMMENCEMENT Commencement exercises, held I hursday, June 1, was a success in the opinion of the audience, but those who were on the program and whose task it is to write these notes—well, perhaps their opinion wouldn’t sound well publicly expressed. As a whole, though, everything went off fine, none of the students fainted or anything. The general subject for discussion was The Limitation of Armaments Conference.” The particular orations were the salutatory, The King Is Dead, Long Live the King,” Dorothy Wise; The Conference, Called Composition, and procedure, Edith Fennel; Reduction of Armaments, Esther Snyder; “The Four Power Treaty,” Anna Nolan; The Principle Men, Hughes and Balfour, Mercedes Madden; “China, Charles Rimp; and the valedictory, “The Rejection of the Crown,” Elizabeth Mulholland. ---------b.h.s.------- BANQUET The A Senior banquet, served by the Alice Wick Moore Missionary Society of the First Presbyterian Church, was given in the High School cafeteria at seven o’clock. May 25. I he tables and room were beautifully decorated in the class colors, orange and black. A delicious four course dinner was served to approximately one hundred students and six of the faculty. The toastmaster for the occasion was Wellington Hughes, who ably introduced the other speakers of the evening. After the banquet, everyone retired to the gym where games were played and vocal selections rendered by various members of the class. 7II I: SENIOR £M A G N E T ?1 CLASS NIGHT Class.Night of the graduating class of June, '22, was a huge success and the participants are to he highly commended. The program consisted of a prophecy for the members of the class. The prophets were Dorothy Bvers and Howard llobaugh. They related how, when walking through the woods, they discovered Father Time in a cave. Knowing his ability to prophecy and discern the future, they ask him to foretell the fortunes of some of the members of '22 class. Gladly Father l ime consents and presents a mysterious box containing the futures of the class to the prophets. They prove to be sad, but true in numerous instances. As the donor Robert Greer, as an express man, delivers a missionary barrel to the little settlement worker, Mary Knause. The barrel contained handsome and costly gifts for the members of her so-called settlement. The next scene was laid in Pumpkin Center PostofFice, the center of all daily gossip and scandal. The postmistress, Marie Corntassle alias Isabelle Shaw, is sorting mail when Deborah Sorghum, nee Juliana Moore, stops for a kindly chat with sweet Marie. Some very shocking yet interesting facts are revealed about the various members of the class. The Reunion by Tressa Roka, Gertrude Guttormsen, William Bernlohr and Walker Greer, was a decided hit and the presentation very clever. Maurice Horan and William Parker were the Liars, who professed to say nothing but the gospel truth. The many selections rendered by the high school orchestra were highly pleasing. ---------b.h.s.--------- FAREWELL EXERCISES On June 2, 1922, we bade our superintendent, principal, teachers, classmates, books, study hall and gymnasium farewell. The presentation of the check for one hundred dollars to the Organ Fund was made by the president of the class, Charles Nicholas. It was with just a little lump in our throats and a tightening of the heart strings that each member of the graduating class of June, '22, breathe a farewell to dear old B. H. S. 52 T II E SENIOR EM A G N E 7 THE MA GNET : ocil D onJ Editor-in-Chief—Bernard Garber Asst. Editor-in-Chief—Elizabeth Mulholland Literary Editors— Anna jN?'an ( Elsie Wise Alumni Editor—Lenora Thompson School Notes c.ditor—Walker Greer Exchange Editor—James G. Lawless STAFF Faculty Advisor—Miss Houston Athletic Editor—William Parker Business Manager—Charles Nicholas First Ass’t. Business Manager—Paul Ketterer Second Ass’t. Business Manager—John Hill Advertising Editor—Robert Steele Art Editor—Domonic Angotti Souirrel Cage Editor—Frank Sarver A Senior—Dorothy Byers B Senior—Clare Koch A Junior—Magdaline Schmoker B Junior—William Hazlet CLASS REPORTERS A Sophomore—Clifford Nevins B Sophomore- Robert Nicholas A Freshman Harold Ewing B Freshman—Newton McCullough TERMS One dollar per year, payable in advance; twenty cents per copy. Address all communications of a business nature to the Business Manager; Exchange, Contributions, etc., to the Editor, Bernard Garber. THE MAGNET published monthly, except July, August and September. Entered as second-class matter, December 18, 1007, at the postoffice at Butler, Pa., under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. Motto: The Magnet Business is Picking Up. Vol. 21 JUNE, 1922 No. 9 .•lllll■lllll■ll■ll■llllllll■ll|ll|l||l|■ll|ll■ll■ll|ll|ll|ll•M■ll■ll■ll■ll■ll■ll|ll|llill(ll•l llll•ll■lllll■l l■ll■ll■lllll■ll■llllllllllllllllllllllll I ■ , m I EDITORIALS [ • ■ I I I I mil I I ■ I I I llll I I I I I 1111111111111 ■ | | I ■ nil III! till III I ■ I ■ I | ■ I I ■ t J WHO’S GOING TO LIVE YOUR LIFE? W ho’s going to live your life? That sounds rather simple, doesn't it, but it isn't. Many of the students in this high school are taking the course that their parents told them to, regardless of their own ambitions and powers. Many of the boys and girls who have the faculties of a teacher, patience and the powers of explaining intricate questions, etc., are taking the Commercial Course, either because their parents suggested it or because some good friend told them. What is the result? When they go out into the world to make their way they discover that they are not suited to that task for which they have fitted themselves. Others who took other courses for the same purpose as above mentioned, when better fitted for the business world, grow discontented and make a failure of their life. Now is the time to decide what you are going to do and what you are going to be. Are you going to be an old “stick-in-the-mud” and lie still in the rut ’till someone grabs you by the collar and jerks you out? Which doesn’t very often happen—the probability is that you’ll fall into a rut and lie there ’till you rot if you don’t decide now your object in life and work at it 'till you’ve succeeded in reaching the height of your ambition. When you get there you’ll not be satisfied and will reach higher—you’ll find that you’ve made a success of your life. Live your own life and not that of your mother or father or friend. You're put into this world to carry out your own special task and you, and you alone, are the best judge of what that task is. Find it and then dig in to conquer and you'll come out on top. T E SENIOR (M A GN E T 53 WHAT’S IN A NAME? A commentary for the fellow who asks you the question, “What’s in a name?” is merely this: Ivory is a good trade mark for soap not made of ivory. Gold Dust washing powder is not made of gold. Old Crow whiskey is not distilled from crows. There is no bull in Bull Durham. Royal Baking Powder is not used exclusively by royalty, nor is Cream Baking Powder made of cream. Pearline contains no pearls, and White Rock is water. There is no cream in Cream of Tartar, or in cold cream: no milk in Milk of Magnesia, in Milkweed or in cocoanut. These are all as remote from the cow as the cowslip. There is no grape in Grape Pruit or bread in Bread Fruit. A pineapple is neither pine or apple: a prickly pear is not a pear, an alligator pear is neither a pear nor an alligator, and a sugar plum is not a plum. Apple butter is not butter. All the butter is taken out of buttermilk and there is none in butternuts or buttercups, and the flies in the dairy are not butterflies. Peanuts are not peas and it is doubtful if they are nuts Sailors wear pea-jackets; peas do not, they have peas-cods which, by the way, are not fish.—Selected. --------b.h.s.--------- TO THE GIRLS OF OUR CLASS Here’s to the girls of the June, ’22, class. When the boys fell down on their job, the girls took up the work and made a success of it. Firstly, as students, the girls excelled the boys, although the fellows of our class have a higher standing than the average. Consider the list of honor students. Then when the fellows of the Press Club grew weary of selling Scholastics, some of the A Senior girls and a few others, took up the work and made it go. In Senior Magnet work the girls lead also. The fellows started out to clean up the town in getting ads, but when a few stores had received their scrubbing, the workers quit. Then the girls started out and tripled the boys’ record. But perhaps it was BEAUTY that w-on the prize. Even in contributing to the Senior Magnet the girls did better work. Nevertheless all the girls, or all the boys, for that matter, must not take this to themselves, for there are exceptions on both sides. There remains only one field in which the fellows lead, naturally athletics. Although, if the girls could enter that field perhaps they would lead, too. --------b.h.s.--------- A FIFTH ANNIVERSARY Five years ago this May we witnessed the laying of the cornerstone of the magnificent High School building which we have been attending heretofore and which we are now leaving. At that time graduation from high school seemed far away in the future, yet how’ near. In these past five years we have grown, Butler High has grown, and now, on the fifth anniversary of the laying of the cornerstone of B. H. S., we are celebrating one of the greatest events of our lives. In 1927 when we shall celebrate the fifth anniversary of our graduation, can we look back and see as much, or more, progress as we have made in the last five years? Or shall we still be where we are now? 54 T II I7. SB N 10 R TM A G N B T AU REVOIR Four years spent in the healthy, wholesome company of each other and under the kindly guidance of our patient teachers will not easily be erased from our memories. Taken as a whole, the time spent in B. H. S. seems to have flown very quickly, but when we look back to the time when we, as Freshmen, were ushered into rooms 27, 28, 29, and 30 of the old High School—oh, that seems long, long ago. But now we are Seniors. This last year will stand out clearest in our minds. We’ll always remember the good times we had in Miss Orr’s, Miss McNees’ and Mr. Hogg’s home rooms and we hope these teachers will remember our class as favorably as we shall remember them. The saddest part of farewell is the thought that we shall no more be grouped together as a class. This is true—but why not look at the silver lining instead of the cloud. Let each one remember B. H. S. as his Alma Mater and render his filial duties to her. In this way, we shall always have a common interest which will help keep our class together. Why say good-bye at all when it brings only cause for sadness. Make the Commencement Exercises of June, ’23, the first anniversary of your own graduation and we’ll see you all again next June. So, au revoir, but not good-bye. --------b.h.s.-------- She work$ too hard—hut it can’t be helped It’s her nature to be kind-hearted; • She works for the Magnet with untiring vim, She never quits once she gets started. She’s full of ideas—and jokes—and poems, The Magnet she’s always boostin’, She helps with the orchestra, Press Club—What’s that? Why of course it’s none but Miss Houston. —Anna M. Nolan. HUMORESQUE Name Favorite Sport Favorite Fruit Earl Towzey..................Geometry .....................Miss Purvis..... Clair Schmoker ..............Shimmying ....................Dates .......... Izzy Shaw .....................African Golf ...............Limberger ...... Mary L. Shroup..... Mary Smith ........ Lois Snyder ....... Rudella Schultz ... Amelia Raabe ...... Lucille Timblin ... Mary Weber ........ Dorothy Spindler .... Juliana Moore ..... Dot Byers ......... Ida Waldron ...... Mary E. Heineman Bernard Garber .... Bill Hughes ....... Ruth Allman ...... Rav Geible ....... Bernard Cohn ..... Ralph Gold ....... Bob Greer ........ Bus Greer......... H. I lobaugh...... Albert 1 lohn .... ..Tennis .......................Oranges....... ..Volley Ball ..................Carrots ...... ..Talking ......................Apples ....... ..Answering Telephone ..........Grapes ....... ..Playing Piano.................Turnips....... ..Playing Hymns ................Choke Cherries ..Boat Ridin’ ..................Pairs ........ ..Playing Cards.................Prunes ....... ..Fording.......................Figs ......... ..Talking ......................Plums ........ ..Making Eyes...................Nuts.......... ..Studying .....................Green Apples ... ..Working with Ann..............Grass ........ ..Fitting Shoes on Flappers.....Pares ........ ..Laughing .....................Eskimo Pie ... ..Selling Gas ..................Hamburgers.... ..Flattering Ray G..............Garlic ....... ..Walking .............,........Prunes ....... ..Aesthetic Dancing ............Nuts.......... ..Dreaming .....................Sugared Plums ..Calling on Izzy...............Fish ......... ..Trying to Fish................Apples ....... Motto “Well I did.” “Flowers for my Queen.” “Don’t do today what you can put olf till tomorrow. “I should worry.” “Don’t be in a hurry.” “Never talk, always talk.” Be well served, serve yourself.” .“All’s well that ends well.” “Laugh and the world laughs with you.” “Go while the going’s good.” . Now you just quit it.” “Now Michael.” .“Let 'er go.” .“Keep at it.” .“I want to be a nurse.” .‘ Thirty days.” .“Dead men tell no tales. . Signals off. .“Laugh and grow fat.” .“Here’s a good joke.” .“ That was destined to be.” . Oh he--------ck!” .“None could be better.” .“Oh! Shaw. Avoid women.” vjt 7 I I li s F n I o r cm a g n f t HUMORESQUE Name Favorite Sport Favorite Fruit M. Horan .....................Lovin’ ......................Cauliflower .... Short McFadden ...............Playin’ Pool ................Anything Wise Adie Mulholland ..............That little Game.............Camels ......... Chuck Nicholas ...............Petting .....................Peaches ........ Heine Leighner ..............-Raising II—II ...............Raisen ......... Clinton Norrington ...........Horse Shoes..................Cracker Jack.... Buggs Oesterling .............Shoeing Flies ...............Grape Nuts ..... Bill Parker.... Clinton Pud .... Clarence Reiger Chuck Rimp ..... John Winer ..... Sam Waldron .... Bill Bryan .... Isadore Aaron .. Evelyn O’Donnel Bob Steele .... Don Dud ....... Anne Nolan ..... ..Grinning .............. ..Hykeing ............... ..Feeding Chickens....... ..Climbing .............. ..Riding Shank’s Ponies ..Sleeping .............. ..Current Events ....... ..Stealing White Mule ..Stealing Kisses ....... ..Eating ................ ..Wireless .............. ..Laughing .............. ....Adam’s Apple .... ....Spaghetti ........ ....Berries........... ....Pomegranate ...... ....Mail Pouch ....... ....Fatimas........... ....Onions ........... ....Fried Ice Cream ....Can’t-elope ...... ....Nails ............ .....Pomme de terre ...Fried Artichokes Mercedes Madden Gert Guttormsen Kate Billman .... Peg Birckbichler .. Dot Wise ........ ..Eating ....... ..Studying .... ..Diving ...... ..Bookkeeping ..Chewing Gum Green Bananas I lot Dogs ... O llenrys .... Love Nests.... Cabbage ...... VJ1 Cs Motto “Wait ’till tomorrow.” “Caught again.” “Holy smokes.” I wish we had a date tonight. “Oh, what a wonderful feeling.” “Sleep, sleep, beautiful sleep. “When a thing is once begun, never do it till it’s done.” “Me first.” “Someday I will.” “Do or die.” Watch your step.” “Quia posse videor.” “That’s what Minnie wrote home. •1 _ ff Let s go. “Gimme some.” «i t _ U-no. “Now or never.” “Oh, daddy!” “Oh, you Apperson Jackrahhit, you’re a dumbbell.” “When do we eat?” 'Sweet sixteen, etc.” “Love ’em all.” Oh you dumbbell.” Never talk or laugh.” tn f: senior a gn e 7 Name Favorite Sport Favorite Fruit Mary Walsh ..................Making Zips ..................Green Grapes .... Mabel Watson ................Making Curls .................Juicy I'ruit ... limma Trimhur ...............Riding on the Pennsy..........Sour Cherries .... Barb bury....................Combing.......................Strawberries.... Elsie Wise ........ Esther Snyder...... Viola Nelson ...... Mae Rice .......... Tressa Roka ....... bilbert Yost ...... Anna Coyle ......... Carl Abernathy .... Paul Bayer ........ Vic Leech.......... Jim Anderson ...... George Badger ..... Dan Beidenbach ..... Elmer Kennedy ..... I loward Reiger.... Clarence llinchberger Elizabeth Atkinson ... Peg Badger ......... Betty Barnhart .... Ruth Berry ...:.:.. Conzaga Brehm ...... bora Christianson . Agnes Cluse ........ Grace Coyle......... Helen Curran ....... ..Playing Innocent Watermelon ..Chemistry Lemons . ..Smiling ..Bowling .Swimming .Marbles .Hunting My balse Teeth.... Potato Salad .Picking Cherries .Getting a Good Excuse Mies Caught on Sunday. .Playing Hook Beechnut .Blowing Bubbles .Beating Time . etching the Pennsy Spuds .Prospecting Juggling Strawberries Marchino Cherries .Croquet .Bicycling .Trying for a Ring-stand .... .Chasing a New Victim .d rain Riding Pried Ice Cream .Bookkeeping .Hanging Around Bemi 1 lydrohaemoglobinous Acetate 3% Pure Tennis Going to Pittsburgh Caes ver Cic Catching the 5:30 Motto .‘‘Never do yourself what you can copy.” .“Don’t be what you ain’t.” ..‘‘The elevator to success is not running.” ..“To so live that she will make a good wife for Ab.” .“Never grow tall. Shrimp is short.” .“Never tell a lie when it isn’t necessary.” . I think he is sweet.” .“Let’s go and look at the stars.” . Sink or swim.” .“Take all you can get and look for more.” . You long, lean, lanky drink of water.” .“I’m not original.” .“I had’a eat breakfast.” .“I guess I’ll have to guess again.” . Good-bye.’' . I lave your way.” . Catches catch can.” .“Ain’t Nature Grand.” . Order please.” . Study hard and you get the grades. What’s our Eng. for today?” . Oh. kids, don’t do it.” .“(jet it while it’s in style.” . Well. I'm sorry.” . Well I didn’t have time.” .“I’ll ask Bemi.” Love thirty.’’ Do tell.” I read it over.” THE SENIOR (M A GN E T 58 THE SENIOR [MAGNET ! HQU ( R REL CJACiE ! THE RIVALS I 1am and Egg Sir Anthony was acted by Geo. Whiteside He did everything with a slam. But when it came to saying things He surely did like to d—n! Mr. Jenkins was Captain Jack Absolute We think he should join a show Whene'r he held Miss Hervey's hand He almost to let go. Mr. Shattschneider was Eaulkland His part he played very fine His wife must have been looking straight at him Because to Julia he didn’t say. “Will you be mine? Mr. Frederick took the part of Bob A cres He was a funny duck And when he tried to court ladies He certainly was “out'a luck.” Mr. Mclsaac was Sir Lucius O’Trigger, For a lady he too did long. He seemed to be very happy For he tried to sing a song. Mr. Noons took the role as Fag To him also was a bachelor’s fate He looked quite jaunty with his wig Alt ho it wasn’t on quite straight. David was played by Harry Fagan He did it without a sigh A It ho he didn’t do so very much He surely does know how to cry. Once “Benti played as a coachman Another time as a kitchen lad He wasn’t like Sir Anthony He didn’t say anything bad. Miss Campbell played as Mrs. Mala prop It was some vocab that she had Whenever she was called a name She certainly did get mad. Miss Hervey as Lydia Lanugish Played her part with a dash She had many suitors, But with Capt. Jack she made a mash. Miss Mosser was Julia, another lady Who tbot Faulkland was very nice He looked nice in his knicks At first be treated her like ice. Miss Cousins was Lucy the Maid More money she did seek And when Fag did get too smart She slapped him on the cheek. —B.H.S.— Bemi—“Name a metal alloyed with Steel. M. E. 11.—“Alimony (antimony)’’ —B.H.S.— J. Moore—“You have such wonderful lips, they would look fine on a girl. Bus Greer—“Well, I never miss a chance. —B.H.S.— McFadden—“1 lost two beans yesterday.” A be r n a t hy—’ ‘ W he re ?” McFadden— Off my knife.” —B.H.S.— Clarence Reiger—“I haven’t the cheek to kiss you. Dot Wise—“Use mine, you dumbell.” —B.H.S.— SPECIAL NOTICE IN CHEMISTRY LAB. If any one happens to be weak physically, please sit on the chairs or side table.”—then Bemi goes back and deposits himself on a table. T H E SENIOR £M AG N E T 59 PECULIARITIES OF FAMOUS PEOPLE AND EVENTS Ben Franklin would never ride in a submarine. Charles Dickens never allowed the horrors of the World War to enter his novels. Marshall Foch refused to drive the first spike in the Atlantic-Pacific Railroad. Lafayette refused to allow “The Magnet’’ to print his picture when he visited Butler. Abraham Lincoln wouldn’t broadcast his Gettvsburgh Address by radio. Buffalo Bill wouldn’t travel in the same circus as Cleopatra. When the Queen of Sheba offered a kiss with each Liberty Bond sold, Kaiser Wilhelm was the first to buy. Chris Columbus admitted that Broadway pleased him very much. Gen. Goethals refused to supervise the building of the pyramids. William Brvan wouldn’t run for president against Thomas Jefferson. William Penn won the confidence of the Indians only bv buying them Fords. Napoleon escaped from Helena by means of an airplane. George Washington secretly helped the South during the Civil War. The Ku Klux Klan are believed by some people to have been responsible for the seven plagues of Egypt and the Deluge. Bernard Garber, ’22 —b.h.s.— Peg Ilazlett—“Thats nothing. 1 fell out of the Chem. Lab. yesterday. Mary McKee—“Weren’t you hurt?” Peg Hazlett—“No, I had on my light fall dress.” —b.h.s.— Lois Snyder—“Why is Ireland the richest country in the world? Mary Walsh—“I don’t know, why?” Lois Snyder—“Because its capital is always Dublin.” SCHOOL LIFE When I think of my troubles, and failings, and faults, And wonder why it is that I do I can point out deals, of mine they are not And then they wonder I’m blue. It's just one big show—this school Every one of us plays his part; Some better, few best and some, just fools, I know, for its breaking somebody’s heart. It’s fine to be one of those high-brows In your own small world, hold your head But some of them are not worth it For my part I’d rather be dead. Yea, verily, I know, for I’ve had my day Ask teachers or others they’ll tell you, That once my heart was light and gay And I rose with the best of the fools. But now I have fallen—an outcast; I get 40’s each month for my trouble Until I’m sick of the pace that’s too fast For my part they can all go to the de—l. Adolph Mulholland ’22 —b.h.s.— Sylvia—“1 do not know my lesson. Mr. Hogg—“Do you have a good Excuse?” Sylvia—“Yes, I went to the show last night.” —b.h.s.— Botany Student— Mr. Jenkins, are you allowed to get specimens at the cemetery? Mr. Jenkins—“Yes, but see that you have no dead ones.” —b.h.s.— Bob S.— Gee, I treat my girl good. I spent all of a dime on her.” Anna N.—“You’d have spent more but that’s all she had with her.” 60 T n E SEN! O R CM A G S’ E I COMIC CHARACTERS AS SEEN IN THE “FUNNIES” “Doings of the DutTs”—Don Duff, Dot Jenkins, Danny Biedenbaugh. “Vivian the Vamp”—Ida Waldron. “Hon and Dearie”—Harry Pagan and Ruth Garroway. “Somebody’s Stenog”—Elizabeth Atkinson. “Mary Doodle”—Anna Nolen. “The Doo Dads”—Class June ’22. “Jiggs and Maggie”—Isabelle and 1 loward. “The Knutt Brothers”—Marv and Jeannette McKee. “Andy Gump, Min, and Chester”— Mr. Hogg. Miss Mechling, and Mr. Koons. “Jerry on the Job —Elizabeth Mul-holland. “Little Mary Mix-up”—Dot Byers. “Barney Google”—“Bemi.” “Percy and Freddie”—Chuck and Bus. “The Demon Demonstrator”—Chas. Rimp. “Gasoline Gus”—Miss Orr. “Tom Sawyer and lluck Finn”—Earl and Bill. “Mutt and Jeff”—Filbert Yost and Isadore Aaron. “Harold Teen”—Harold Oesterling. “Betty and her Beau”—Betty Barnhart and---? “Katzenjammer Kids” — S h r i m p McFadden and Adolph Mulholland. “Petey Dink”—Buckv. “Boob McNutt”—Bernard Cohn. “Toots and Casper”—Sarah Richey and George Whiteside. “Gasoline Ally”—Heinie Leighner. “Slim Jim —“Bob” Mclssac. “Salesman Sam”—Sam Waldron. “Powerful Katrinka”—Luella Hinch-berger. “Hawkshaw, the Detective”—Bob Greer. “Olivia”—Eleanor Graham. —b.h.s.— Mary Walsh (translating Virgil)—“Iris came down and stood on her head.” FA VO RITE AMUSEMENTS E. Towsey—Playing with a toy ballon while waiting for music period. Don Duff—Demonstrating Westing-house. Sam Waldron—Talking and comedy act. McFadden—“Seben come Leben.” “Dot” Wise—Reading. “Captain Bill-evs Whiz Bang.” T. Christainson—Talking to Bemi. F. Yost—Playing marbles. C. Nicholas—Having a date H. Leighner—Flirting with Mars via Radio. V. Leech—Hunting a “red headed, vamp.” H. Hobaugh—I loping that Isabelle will show him how to dance. B. Barnhart—Looking for “Rays” of light. M. McKee—Automobiling. —b.h.s.— G. Guttormson—“What is your greatest wish for success, aside from marrying your ideal?” R. Allman—“Oh, marrying some one else’s 1 guess. —B.H.S.- We lovingly dedicate the following verses to two Magnet contibutors: llam is very honest I’ll tell you why Don’t you know if he’d he bad He’d go to h-----I and fry? One Sabbath day Egg took a walk. Through all the woods he rambled A tree fell across the path, And now poor Egg is scrambled. —b.h.s.— Wellington Hughes—“Ceasar and his army crossed the river in fords.” Miss 1 louston— Didn’t have “henerys in those days Bill.” —b.h.s.— Miss Orr to C. McFadden—“Clyde, you must not shoot craps. Life is just as precious to the little craps as it is to us.” THE SENIOR iMAGNET 61 MUSIC CABINET Make Believe—Maurice Horan. You’re the Sweetest Girl in the World—Ruth McBride. I he Sheik—Bus Greer. Peggy O’Neil—Peggy Badger My Cherry Blossom—Alice Kirkpatrick. I've Found My Dream Girl—Bill Bernlohr. I he Radiance of Your Eyes—Ida Waldron. Someone Like You—Mildred Davis. Love Me—Bill Parker. I Ain’t Nobody’s Darling—Bob Steele. Leave Me with a Smile—Dot Byers. Angels—A Sr. Boys. Rebecca—Rebecca Sullivan. Moonlight—Katherine Billman. Dreaming—Carl Abernathy. Smilin’—Chuck Nicholas. You’d Be Surprised—Earl Towzey. Happiness—Ruth Allman. Mv Man—Paul Baver. Bright Eyes—Mabel Dunmyre. Sweetheart—Bessie Mulholland. I'll Promise—Evelyn O’Donnel. Wimmin—A Sr. Girls. I each Me—Charles Rimp All By Myself—Anna Nolan. All That I Need Is You—Dot Wise. Teasin’—Sam Waldron. There’s Something About You—Ellen Hanlon. Georgia Rose—Myrtle Rose. Just Awearyin’ For You—Gertrude Guttormsen. Rose Girl—Tressa Roka Old Pal—Miss Houston. What’s In a Name—Mr. Hogg. Angel Child—Dot McCandless. Oh. What a Pal Was Mary—Mary Knause. On the Gin. ’Gin Ginnv Shore—Virginia Flemming. My Mother Bids Me Bind My Hair— Grace Coyle. Norway—Tora Christianson. When Irish Eyes Are Smiling—Mercedes Madden. Mickey—Jeannette McKee. Kentucky Babe—Gay Smith. O, Brother, What a Feelin’—When you get your diploma . She’s Mine. AH Mine—Our Diplomas. Alma Mater—B. 11. S. When Shall We Meet Again—Our Class. Somewhere a Voice is Calling—Opportunity. —b.h.s — Wladak Popendriski, Lyndora, Nort Ameryka. Mindeer sun, I your letter have received last Munda, but cud not ansur it, because mine mare Josinki had de heaves. De baby had de belly-ake, and Frolo de toot-ake. Aside from dis we are well, exept dat de baby bit the back of his tonge. Hoping dat dis finds you all like. I give my best wishes. I will now undress my selluf about your sentific queschuns. Queschun one. I low long does it take sunlite to go from de sun to de eart? (W here do you mean. Russia or Ameryka?) Well you know how long it takes a grass hopper mit hev-fever to jump from de bottom to de top of a shavink mugs. Well, it takes one tent as longer to come here, by der sun life, and de sun is eiteen tousand times as far from eart as from here to Ameryka. I mean Nort Ameryka. But I am sorri becos I can’t answer more queschuns be-cos mi mare is geeting more heavzes, and is hollorin becos my dog. Stanley, has bit him on the upper bak on de leg. I now will end dis epistle. ’t our very concluvinski, Ignuty Simpooski P. S. f dis dusn’t rech you let me no, and I will ansur more queschuns. Josephine asks if Garleski lovskis her much. Send me some cainuls cigrets. and baby sum choklot rabbits filled wit spirits of iodine. —b.h.s.— Mary McKee to Frank Sarver—“Oh, little bov, won’t you help me—I have a flat tire?” 62 THE SENIOR (M A G N E T HISTORY OF OUR CLASS Isador Arrow In the year of our Lord 2456. some of our scientists were excavating a tumbled down wall, covered with ivy and other creepers. In a locked steel box at the bottom of the wall was found a map, a plan, and a manuscript. By this map we knew this was the ancient City of Butler, and the plans, that of the Celebrated Senior High School. The manuscript was a poem, commemorating the graduation of the most illustrious class of this most illustrious school. To this wonderful poem, we have had Edgar Guest the second, write a fitting epitaph to this monument. We regard the poem as a monument of an institution long past. THE EPITAPH There is growing the forest primeval where the new Butler High School had been. The remains of it is just a wall, that is mouldering, covered with ivy. And throughout the wild forest, there live just the inmate of Eternal Wild There’s the wolf and the bear on the hunt, on the trail of a wondering deer And the silence is broken by sound, the yelps, roars, of the wolf and the bear Now the spot of its floor is covered with flowers in glorious bloom. All of man is forgotten and dead, his place taken bv the teeming wild. THE POEM Our Class History Prelude In the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred eighteen A bright class graduated from the McKean Street School Then we met the great faculty of the High School. To acquaint us with them, they took us to the woods, In the course of which they served us plenty of eats. Then were started before us some stunts that were great For a start, Messeurs Irvine and Turner began To dance gracefully over some sharp spiky nails. Then there started a swift race up a furry pear tree In which Miss Rose and Bucky did participate But of course, Miss Rose. won. After some more events We did start to go home. And so ended that day. Canto I But exciting events always came to our class. Of which only a few can be related now Freddy Bernlohr started to teach Parra-freeze Construction, and some subjugatively verbs, While Miss Rose gave us zeros for poor cerabel'ms In our first year of school, at a party enjoyed, With the dancing and drinking and guzzling of—pop, On the stage before us Miss Houston did speak Of the pigeon-toes shimmies, in old times of Rome. And another talk was — “Speaking Through One’s Hat.” But now it is necessary that I go on. Cantos II and III And as we did take Caesar from Miss Houston, she did Invite Caesar from his tomb of apple preserves. He stood up before us and lit a Fatima. With some matches he constructed the Appian bridge. And then bowing before us he vanishes in flame. But instead of him, there stood a Moor and a Knight T II F SENIOR CM AG N ET 63 With a chief of the Franks, Clotheless, ■who stood near them. 7 hey gave us a talk of Mideavel times And then after a while, they fell upwards in smoke. When, then Caesar appeared, and handed to Houston, A fag of the class of Old Roman cig'rets. But in Algebra, we met some great radicals We took prose and Cicero from Mr. Hogg. Then got zeros from Purvis for Geometry. Canto IV At an infernal dance of boiled onions and trout, Our new orchestra played a selection from Bug's New Greap opera Lies of the Last Old Minstrel. And Bob Wick got up before us and sang a song, The Old Fam’ly Tooth Brush That Hung in the Sink.” While I ic Leech played a harp, and ate eskimo pie. And Sam Waldron did rattle by bumping his head. Then young Hienie spoke to us of Legends of Rome, Of the time when young Killez was bit on his heel. His invaluable heel. And then Bemi came up H ith a spike in his hand. He said that all of this H as a process of oxcombustion in air. 7 hen he called Fora Christionson up there to him, And he gave her some sulphatic acid to drink, In order to see how a poison would act. But unfortunately, she could not tell the effect. Lor we saw her soul sink through a marble wood floor. Postlude As I look o’er the years of the long, long, ago. And I think of the ones who from earth are gone. Dorothy Jenkin, McBride, Clifford Waldron, and Leech Died so early in life, drinking wood alcohol. The great mayor of Petersville is Walker Greer. Johnny Winter is now teaching zumy-stery And Bugs Oesterling discovered an insect A one legged Beetle that fishes for fish. Of the Lyndora Pilots the editor is Berny Garber, who is surpassed by rich (.buck Riinp who died when he monkeyed with some T. N. T. Dorothy II ise has become a great singer, I hear. Ida Waldron is now a far famed movie star Betty Barnhart does play the piano before All the kings of the world, in the Senior High School. And myself, have become a millionaire great. But to tell about all, it would take 'most a year, H ith a goblet of wine, I wish my class good luck. —b.h.s.— A strange, strange man, Was John D. Roe, He liked to ride on the B en O. —b.h.s.— FISH STORY 7 here s a little berry patch in the wild-wood 7 here s a little berry patch in the vale No story is dear to my childhood As the one about Jonah and the whale. —b.h.s.— Miss Orr, (Lecturing students walking thru the hall.)—“Don’t you know that large bodies move slowly, and she pointed straight at Stella Russel.’’ 64 THE SENIOR £M A G S' E 7 COMPLIMENTS ABOUT MAGNET PICTURES Dot Byers—“Gee, my eyes bulge out too much.” Anne Coyle—“I want my teeth taken out of mine.” Chuck Nicholas—“I need one of my eyes pushed over.” Betty Barnhart—“I want my lips closed.” Lucille Gerber—“I hope I can have my glasses taken off.” Ellen l lanlen— Gosh, this doesn’t look like me at all.” Gertie Guttormsen—“Aw gee, my red cheeks don’t show.” “Sarnie” Waldron—“Don’t I look handsome girls?” Annie Notary—“Who says I ain’t good looking?” Mary McKee—“Oh, my ear is crazy on one side. Too, bad Mary! Dot Jenkins—“My head looks like a bushel basket.” T. Roka—“I wish my face wasn’t square. Mary Knause—“I guess I winked at the guy when he took mine.” Chuck Rimp— Say, how is that for a knock-out? Hey?” Bob Steele—“1 don’t know which one I like best.” Ida Waldron—“Oh, that sad face. Dot Wise—“Gee! I wouldn’t show mine to any body. They just look like me.” Dot. McCandless—“Oh, my I want mine taken over.” —b.h.s.— 5.4) , WOULDN’T IT GE GRAND TO HAVE— A voice like “Bill” Hughes’? Pep like “Dot” Wise? A smile like Mabel’s? A complexion like Daniel B’s Brains like Mercede’s? Wit like Sam’s? Snap like Jeannette’s? Accomplishments like Betty’s? Teeth like Isadore’s? A giggle like “Izzy” Thompson’s? Knowledge like Chuck Rimp’s? A like like Dot Byer’s? Dignity like Mary McKee’s? A marcel like Luella’s? Petiteness like “Dot” McCandless? A disposition like Tressa’s? Talent like Edith Fennel’s? Stardom like “Bill” Bernlohr’s Cheeks like Issy’s? Oration ability like Maurice’s? Blushing power like Ruth McBride’s? An appetite like Howard Hobaugh’s? Artistic talent like Gonzaga Brehm’s? A steady like Lois Snyder’s? A shaky-shoulder laugh like Blanche Neyman’s? Curls like Grace Coyle’s? A cute little lisp like Esther Snyder’s? A big farm like Emma Trimbur’s? A personality like Clarence Hinch-berger’s? Eyes like Ida’s? A vocabulary like Lucille Gerber’s? Winsome ways like Mary Knause? A report card like Elizabeth Mul-holland’s? A nice big car like Chuck Nicholas’? A ring like the one on Rhudella Schultz’s left hand? Sweet wireless messages like “Heinie” Leighner? Dimples like Mary Weber’s? An allowance like Ruth Allman’s? A name like Rebecca Valeria Sullivan’s? Heighth like Bus” Greer’s? The piano technique of Anna Coyle? Plumpness like Julia’s? Stateliness like Helen Kiev’s? Hair like Carol Morrison? A gentle voice like Geraldine McCollough’s? Stenographic ability like Myrtle Mazza’s? Mabel Deane’s method of kidding Bemie? —b.h.s.— M. Walsh—“Dido rolled her eyes from head to foot.” T II E SENIOR tM ACNE T 65 SENIOR LITTLE CREPES AND BONERS! When Chuck has a date. When Becky suddenly becomes thrilled. When we got the proofs of our “Magnet” pictures. When we hold a class meeting. When Bus Greer finally came to the conclusion that his coat really was a few sizes too small. When Buggs Oesterling is hypnotized. W hen Filbert Yost recited in English. When Mary Knause bobbed her hair. W hen Ida won the booby prize at a bridge party. When Bob Steele ushers in a new book on Einstein’s theory to Astronomy class. When Mr. Hogg receives his annual black eye. When Chuck beat Bus's time with “Wee.” When Billy Bernlohr dances. When Jeannette wears her hair up. When Betty lands a new victim. W hen Marv McKee quotes her Papa says.” When Esther Synder fails to make 99 in Chemistry. When Bob Greer gives his famous impersonation of an ape. When Ray steps on the gas while reading poetry. When Chuck Nicholas gets peeved because they won’t play fair. (For explanation get particulars on Dot Wise’s party.) When Issy and Howard laughed in church and the Preacher had to stop his sermon. When Dot Jenkins is forbidden to part with her raving tresses. When “Polly” Bayer gives a current event. When Bill Parker can vamp the Freshman vamps no longer. When Tressa won the prize at the Senior reception. When Bernard Garber appeared dressed in his first suit of “longs.” When Ray Geible finished bookkeeping. W hen Bernard Cohn told a new joke. When Don Duff recited in Cicero. —b.h.s.— Hickory, Dickory Dock, The mouse ran up the clock, 7 he clock was on a lady’s stocking I be words she used were simply shocking. —b.m s.— WE WOULD LIKE TO KNOW— If the inter-class Champs will ever beat the faculty? If Sam will some day be a sane, sensible man? If Alice K’s wave is permanent? It Mable and Sylvia will ever grow up? If Jimmy Anderson is as bashful as he looks? If 1925 will see any additions in the trophy case.? If Dot Spindler will fill her place as the wife of a Methodist Minister someday? Oh! no! not in quanity, quality! If Agnes Cluse is really a man-hater? If Miss Rose’s pocket-book has been lost, strayed or stolen, as we have not seen her carry it for the last few months? If Mary W'alsh will make a hard or soft school teacher? If Bus Greer will spend the coming summer in Des Moines, la.? If the dimple in Anna Nolan’s chin signifies the usual thing? We doubt it very much in this particular case. If “Billy” will continue to twinkle? If Viola Nelson will always look on the bright side of things? If you like our Magnet? If the Seniors of the class of 1999 will have a dance in the gym? —b.h.s.— Isn’t it funny how excited Mr. Hogg gets when the Seniors get to that part of Virgil which deals with the races and sports which took place when Aeneas celebrated the anniversary of his father’s death. 66 THE SENIOR £M A GN E T MAGNA EVENTA Great Water Carnival to be held by Caesar on the day of the “Feast of Lupercalico.” At Lake Lemanno, Caesar will be there with his favorite legion and the proceeds will be given to the fund for a home for aged soothsayers. I'he following program has been arranged. I. Address—“Why is beer like the sun?” “Because it rises in the Yeast and sets in the Vest. Caesar (ipse) II. Lyre Duet—Cassius and Diviciacus. III. Song and Chorus—“Don’t Play Marbles with Papa’s Glass Eye.’’ By Brutus and a band of buck privates. IV. Duet entitled—“We’ll Build A Cute Little Still. Some where On A Hill, And Let The Rest Of The World Go Dry.” Titus and Piso. V. Wood Chopping Contest For Hoboes—Open to Audience. VI. Boxing Match For Championships of Hither Gaul— Gunboat Crashus vs. Iron-Jaw Who lives in the last Labienus house on “Tough St. Who lives in Rome. the vacant lot be- low the last house on “Tough St. Rome. VII. Ton Silitis, the prime minister of Greenland, and his band of Egyptian beauties will present a little play entitled—“If the moon had a baby would the sky rocket? COME ONE...............COME ALL TICKETS ON SALE AT THE TEMPLE OF VESTA —B.n.s.— Mr. Hogg—“What do you call that syllable, Esther?” E. Snyder—“The penuckle.” —b.h.s.— So sorry you all couldn’t see the rejoicing in Lab. when Sam Waldron got his unknown.” HEARD AROUND THE BUILDING “Oh, goodness”—Isabell Thompson “I'm going to the Magnet Office the sixth period.”—Dot Byers. “Study and let study.”—Miss McNees. “Wish I had an editorial written”— Elizabeth Mulholland. “Isn’t that awful”—Isabell Shaw. “I’m crooked.”—Gertrude Guttormsen. “ Translate this French somebody.”— Mabel Dunmyre. “Got any Arithmetic?”—Paul Bayer. “Come up to Mr. Bemisderfer’s with me.”—fora Christainson. “Did you get your transcript right?”— Lois Snyder. “Girls, keep in line!”—Mr. Hogg. “Oh, Gee.”—Marv Weber. That’s a keen idea.”—Tressa Roka. “Make a sentence with this word.”— Rudella Shultz. “Let’s go for a ride.”—Mary McKee. • “Really.”—Ruth McBride. “Oh, my heart. —Esther Kennedy. “Gosh.”—Dot Wise. “Darn it.”—Chuck Nicholas. “Well, come on then.”—Bus Greer. “I’m w'riting poetry.”—Isador Aaron. “I’m a wreck.”—Mid Davis. “Let’s go gang.”—Bill Bernlohr. “I only did mv shorthand eight times. —Ray Geible. “It seems right to me.”—Gay Smith. “Please stop talking. Miss Orr. “I didn’t look at mv English.”—Betty Barnhart. “You’re a dumbell.”—Bernard Garber. “Hey, you egg!”—Dot Jenkins. “Gee, I’m scared skinny.”—Mary I leineman. “Who gave you the raw meat?”—Mercedes Madden. —b.h.s.— This expression was heard during the last act of the faculty play, “The Rivals.” “Say! Mclssac must have been out in the rain because his knees are warped.” THE SENIOR IMAGNET 67 DEAF)' DOLPH Victor Leech I started from de freight yards Of my good old eastern home Been riding since I left de place; I always liked to roam. I've been from Maine to California, Erom the lakes down to de Gulf; I’ve rode de blinds an’ boxes, Why you've heard of “Deafy” Dolpb. ) ou’ve seen de name in papers, Or maybe in a book, Of de hold-up man and robber Or de burglar an’ de crook. Dis isn't a cute moniher, But it’s jus' right fer me; I’m as crooked as a cork-screw, And deaf as some dead tree. Well to get on wit’ de story. Of a friend or two a mine, You don’t think I got a friend. I'll show you, give me time. Now ders old Muggsy” Hobaugb, A flash wit tow old gats, He pumped a geezer full a' lead, They’ve got him wit de rats. And der is “Shrimp McFadden, A cracking safes, a king. But they’ve got der little feller. Singing hymns in old Sing-sing. Behold old “Wolfy” Waldron, A hold-up man was he. Held up de old North-Western, And they hung him on a tree. And Danny the Dip was Bryan, Picks pockets in some manner, They got him in a club house. Breaking stones wit a rubber hammer. “Charley Rim p’s a pal O' mine, Was keen at cards and crap; He croaked a bird in Texas Got sun clean on de old map. Why I could go and tell you, Of lots of pals of mine. But see, I’m in a hurry, To get an Eastern Line. Yes. I’m going East to stay boys, To live a life of peace; Away from my old habits; My rides are going to cease. —b.h.s.— Bemi., (To Clair Schmoker)—“Do you study Greek? Sam W. (Low voice)—“No, he only takes dinner at the restaurant. —b.h.s— SCIENCE AND INVENTION The greatest discovery of the age is now being perfected by the great scientist, Mr. John Winer of the illustrious class of Butler High School of June '22. Mr. Winer has solved the process bv which ships on the ocean may take the salt water and put it through a new kind of a still and remove the salt and the water will be fit to drink. The salt also may be saved and sold at a good profit when the ship reaches port. Mr. Winer says that the water, after the salt has been removed, will cure almost any kind of disease. The discovery has been kept secret for a long time, but it leaked out somehow, and was published for the first time last month in the Science and Invention Magazine. Mr. Winer has been besieged with many offers from every nation on the earth, who are willing to spend vast sums of money for the solution, but the inventor says the discovery shall be Uncle Sam’s or no ones. The new discovery is sure to make great changes, both in mercantile and passenger ships. —b.h.s.— Heinie L. (In A Sr. Eng.)—“The mariner was an old man.” Miss R. McN.—“What makes you think so? H. L.— Why, the title is “The Ancient Mariner. THE SENIOR (MAGNET 68 WAY BACK WHEN— Bernard Cohn was first class leader. Margaret Badger slept in a crib. “Dot” Byers sat on the door step, eating bread and jam. Helen Curran wore pink ribbons, uertrude Guttormsen didn’t know there was a boy by the name of Harold. Mid Davis carried a pencil-box to school. Tora Christianson rode in a push-cart. Clair Schmoker rode a tricycle. Bob Steele looked like a girl. Earl Towzy used to shoot marbles. Sam Waldron had a few brains. John Winer didn’t know a base from an acid. Anna Nolan caused her mother great anxiety by running off to Elizabeth Mulholland’s house for supper. Evelyn O’Donnel wasn’t crazy about Nick. Amelia Raabe made mud pies. Mae Rice climbed trees. Mary L. Shroup played house all day. Issy Shaw lived in Bradford. Mable Dunmyre had bobbed hair. Charles Rimp rode the pigs for a joy ride. Chuck Nicholas was the teacher’s pet. Buggs Oesterling went to the little red school house on the hill. Sylvia Hykes didn’t go to the movies. Dororthv Jenkins wore a French roll. Esther Kennedy was learning the alphabet. Alice Kirkpatrick wasn’t all dolled up. Helen Kley was demure little lassie. Mercedes Madden played jacks. Myrtle Mazza took her dolly over to Bernice Judd’s house to play grown-up’s. Mary Gerstner wore a pinafore. “Peg Hazlett didn’t know George. Willis Bryan was reprimanded for being a boisterous youngster. 1 lelen I lerrmann fought with all the boys along the way. Clinton Norrington travelled with Barnum and Bailey. Daniel Beidenbach hadn’t left Herman to visit this metropolis. Paul Baver used to crowd “Johnny” out of bed. Don Duff’s hair used to be mussed up. Bus Greer fell out of bed every night. Clarence Hinchberger had never heard of “Jazz.” Albert Hohn used to sit on grandpa’s knee. Maurice Horan wasn’t big enough to hold a cue. Marion Hughes didn’t wear glasses. Elmer Kennedy didn’t spend three hours a day studying. Victor L.eech first crawled across the floor. Dot McCandless was a chubby little baby. Clyde Otis McFadden saved all his pennies to put in his little bank. Howard Reiger saw his first circus. Elizabeth Atkinson wasn’t tall enough to hold a violin. Anna Coyle’s hands weren’t big enough to tickle the ivories. Grace Coyle couldn’t sing. Mable Deane didn’t have a beau and go to dances. Edith Fennel didn’t come to town everyday. Virginia Fleming didn’t worry about her Virgil. Lucille Gerber didn’t have such a supermaglamorous vocabulary. Eleanor Graham was a thin, delicate little child. Mary Elizabeth Heineman didn’t “have two good reasons why.” Ellen llanlen didn’t roll her eves. Wellington Hughes couldn’t sing. Luella Hinchberger played leapfrog. Filbert Yost bawled because his mother wouldn’t let him go along. Agnes Cluse had colic and made her dad walk the lloor with her. Ruth Berry wouldn’t go to school without a nice red apple for her teacher. Ruth Allman weighed ten pounds, and her parents feared for her life. THE SENIOR [MAGNET G9 George Badger found Santa Clause sat at the head of the family table every day in the week. Gonzaga Brehm got into the show for half price. Ray Geible was put to bed at eight-thirty sharp. Ruth Gold had long beautiful curls. Bernard Garber was given hot milk every hour. James Anderson wore “booties.” Carl Abernathy was afraid to go to bed because he saw a bear in his room. Billy Bernlohr got his first tooth. Ralph Gold was afraid of “ponies.” Catherine Billman played show. Isador Arron said “Mama” for the first time. Betty Barnhart sewed for dolls. Bill Parker was the youngest member of the family. Clinton Puff fed the chickens for his mother. Clarence Reiger wasn’t domineered by Sam Waldron. Mary Smith wore skirts that caught the eye. Rebecca Sullivan first “danced for the nice ladies.” Mary Knouse was a native of Natrona. Mary McKee never heard of “dignity. Dot Wise didn't know how to talk. Ruth McBride didn’t know how to blush. Margaret Birckbichler wore her hair in braids. Milton McCandless went fishing. Geraldine McCullough went to school in Tartown. Jeannette McKee went to Saturday afternoon parties. Juiliana Moore’s aunt used to rock her to sleep. Carol Morrison helped her dad make candy. Viola Nelson didn’t have stage fright. Blanche Neyman was a frail little child. Tressa Roka crossed the ocean in a great big ship. Myrtle Rose couldn’t swim. Rhudella Schultz ran errands for the neighbors. Gave Smith lived down in Dixie. Esther Snyder didn’t care for sciences. Lois Snyder played in the green fields. Dot Spindler carrier her lunch to school in a little straw basket. Isabel Thomson laughed instead of giggled. Lucille Timblim watched her daddy write his Sunday sermon. Emma Trimbur shocked” oats. Barbara Tury couldn’t make fudge. Ida Waldron couldn’t knit sweaters. Mary Walsh was a little imp. Mable Watson used to ride around in a perambulator. Mary Weber used to go to school with Bessie. Elsie Wise didn’t promenade with Shrimp. Who’d A Ever Thought We’d Be Mixed Together to Form this famous CLASS OE JUNE '22 —B.H.S.-- OUR GUARDIAN ANGEL Every Jay we students find, Helping teachers, professors kind, Ready with both word and deed, Good advice for every need. Their careful training helps us to grow In the way that we should go. While above and over all Guiding the Freshies and everyone. Is our helpful Mr. Irvine, Who with his care, Helps us everywhere. —B.H.S.— Miss Rose McN (In A. Sr. oral test on “The Ancient Mariner)—“Elizabeth, what were Death and Life in Death, on the phantom ship, gambling for?” Eliz. Atkinson—“Why, to see who’d win.’ —B.H.S.— Miss McNees—“Why did Browning live in Venice?” John Winer—‘ Because that’s where all the poets wrote at that time.” 70 T 11 E SENIOR (MAG N F. T A T LAST Dale Moore The moon shines bright On a v:arm summer’s night, A girl came out. Ami walked about, A winsome lass was she. A boy stood there, His head was bare, A lonesome lad was he. So ’neath the shade Of the tree in the glade, They sat till dawn did break. Mid morning breeze, He on his knees, And to her, love did make. Then from the house, Silent as a mouse, For her father had not slept, fust behind the tree. They could not see. Where the old man had crept. love you dear, Please have no fear, The wooing lover said. He took her hand, To place the band, While, she blushing, bowed her head. Then from behind the tree, Where they could not see, The father crept, and the boy’s hand did clasp He was filled with joy, For he said, Oh, boy! I’ll have a son-in-law at last.” —b.h.s.— Over Faster vacation Sylvia had a girl friend visiting her. It happened that they had chicken for Easter dinner and she and her friend broke the wish-bone. Unfortunately Sylvia got the part that meant that she would be an “Old Maid. When Clinton found this out he said that it was impossible. —b.h.s.— “O wad some Pow’r the Giftie gie us To see oursels”—on the stage at Commencement— as others see us. SENIOR MEM’RY SELECTIONS Farewell, farewell, but this I tell To thee, thou II. II. S. He prayeth well, who loveth well Our teachers and our tests. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; But the dear teachers who helped us thru, We love them best of all. —b.h.s.— “For fools rush in where angels fear to tread”—Chemistry Lab. —b.h.s.— “The best laid schemes o’ mince an’ men Gang aft a-gley”—when you are expecting an exemption mark, but get a flunk. —b.h.s.— Bemi—“We find that the more cells in an animal body the greater the intellect of the animal. For instance take Man—” Mabel Deane— How about the elephant? —b.h.s.— “But pleasures are like spread— You seize the flower, its bloom is shed —at a party, thinking of an exam the next day. —b.h.s.— SENIOR MEM’RY SELECTIONS, CONTINUED The Daffy-Dills I wandered lonly as a cloud That floats on high o’er palms and dates, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of Senior Graduates Outside the school, climbing trees, Taking pictures in the breeze. —b.h.s.— For a’ that and a that, We all got through—for a’ that. —b.h.s.— Q. Why does Anna Nolan sometimes wear her sweater the wrong w'ay? A. The poor girl is so busy that she doesn’t know' whether she is going or coming. THE SENIOR iMAGNET 71 CLASS POKER Ace High—Mr. Irvine. Straight Flush—Gertrude Guttormsen. Three Queens—Ida Waldron, Betty Barnhart. Ruth McBride. Four of a Kind—Filbert Yost, Bus Greer, Ralph Gold, and Isador Aaron. Pair of Fives—Dorothy McCandless, toes. Pair of Duces—The Golds. Pair of Jacks—John Leighner and John Winer. Full House—Study Hall. Pair of Kings—Chuck Nicholas, Bill Bernlohr. Pair of l ens—How Hobaughs shoes. —b.h.s.— FOOLISH QUESTIONS Q. What is an optimist? A. A man who carries a corkscrew'. —b.h.s.— Q. Dot Jenkins wants to know how to pronounce Constance Talmadge’s husbands name? A. Just as it is spelled, “Pialoglu.” —b.h.s.— Q. Geo. Badger wants to know who invented suspenders. A. The man who invented suspenders did a good deal to uphold his countries dignity. —b.h.s.— QUESTION Why is it that the A Senior Girls— Lift their eye-brows? Heighten their complexions? Lift their chins? Raise their voices? Elevate their skirts? Build up their heels? —b.h.s.— SQUIRREL CAGE Dot Wise—Oh! my sister had her goloshes galvanized (vulcanized) Monday. (Some Goloshes.) —b.h.s.— McFadden—“I lost two beans yesterday.” Abernathy—“Where?” McFadden—“Off my knife.” DO YOU KNOW Why Mary McKee is going to school at Beechwood? Oh, you dumbell. To get a Prince from Princeton of course. —b.h.s.— Miss Rose McNees (In English)— “Macaulay was very petted on his mother.” —b.h.s.— Bernice Judd (in English)—“Thackeray's stories are full of snap,—they are snappy stories.” —b.h.s.— We look before and after And pine for what is not Some one’s always pining For what is not his lot The Freshmen wish to be Seniors—so 'tis that. —b.h.s.— I stood on the bridge at midnight, Me and the preacher's daughter, Some fool came along and pulled the bridge away And we fell into the water. I stood on the bridge at midnight, Drunk as a son of a gun, Two moons rose over the city Where there should have been only one. —b.h.s.— Chuck Nicholas introducing Bob Greer to Nick’s little sister— This is Bus Greer’s cousin.” Bob—“Yes, but please don’t hold that against me.” —b.h.s.— Mr. Gibson— Tora, did you see the ‘Dipper,’ last night?” Tora C.—“Yes, it was standing on the top of the hill, right back of our house. —b.h.s.— Miss Wigton—“Well, Mercedes, what’s the matter with your machine?” Mercedes—“Well, it makes too many mistakes.” Miss Wigton—“1 think it’s the over hand instead of the Underwood. 72 THE SENIOR TM A G N E T We loiv the under classmen, Ruth Gold (Translating French)— We love our teachers too, “ The old lady wore a skirt that reached So ice leave you Miss Purvis, to her shoulders and stomacher tacked to She will always see to you. her shoes.” —B.H.S.— You must study hard your Theorems Bemi, excited—“They used iron to And the problems she assigns, make silver dollars.” And please don’t argue with her— —B.H.S.— That dear old friend of mine. Talking about putting two and two Carol Morrison. together. Sal you sure give yourself B.H.S.— away easy. The following items are After three long years together taken from different columns of a certain Beemie now is leaving you; issue of the Eagle: After our four years of High School 1. Ruth McBride and Elizabeth We are leaving too. Barnhart motored to New Kensington on Beemie is going to Cleveland Sunday. We are going too—Boo Hoo! 2. If you C. M. 3. Isn’t it funny how mad a woman B.H.S. can get when she is driving a car. Talking about the dog in “Vergil —B.H.S.— which grows two heads every time one Betty Barnhart—“I’ve got a line to is cut off. Wise Dot (????? )—“Wouldn’t it hand you. Maurice Horan—“Hang it in the back be nice if we were like that dog?” yard please.” Chuck Nicholas—“I’d hate to hear you B.H.S.— if vou were like that.” Sam Waldron— It’s too cold in here.” B.H.S.— Miss Orr—“It will be plenty warm We hope the under classmen enough for you when 1 start asking Will have some good times here, questions. And finish up as Seniors B.H.S. Alt long!' the price is dear. Senior Girl— Say, Mercy why don t you come on time?” And now with our best wishes M. Madden—“Well, you know, the Our four dear friends we leave spirit’s willing but the flesh is weak. Miss Orr. and Mr. Irvine; —B.H.S.— Mr. Hogg and Miss McNees. Maurice Horan—“1 think I will buy a pair of patent leather shoes tomorrow.” —B.H.S. Marv Knause—“What kind are they?” “What shall 1 give you for gradua- Maurice Horan—“Leather on the top tion?” and my feet patting on the bottom Senior—“A wrist watch.” B.H.S.— “How about an ankle bracelet?” Dot Wise—“Why is the freshman class Senior—“Oh, no, 1 have clox on my like chewing a blotter?” stockings. Elsie Wise—“1 don’t know. Why?” B.H S. Dot Wise—“Because it makes you so B. Parker— 1 he answers in this drv to talk to them.” Arithmetic are all wrong. 1 Towzv—“What makes vou think — B.H.S.— that?” O Who introduced cigarettes into the B. Parker—“Because they are not the faculty? same as the answers 1 got.” A. Ask Bemi. T H E S E MO R iAf ACNE 7 73 DID YOU EVER TRY— To write a letter with a post office pen? To look innocent while Mr. Irvine is taking vour excuse for being late. To understand Chemical Formulas? To play a slide trombone in a telephone booth? To skip a music period, and have Mr. Irvine catch you in the hall? To stay away from a party of wild Sophomore girls? To bluff in class and have the teacher tell you to sit down? To eat soup with a fork? To sell schoolastics, without a crowd of Freshman following you wanting a free one? To not be interested in the Magnet? I LL SAY WE DIDN'T. —B.H.S.— SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE— That Brooklyn Bridge is a game. That Burns Mantle is a gas fixture. That Afger is a new brand of cigarettes. That Charlotte Greenwocxl is named after a cemetery. That French pool is a swimming hole in France. That Sir Rahmas is Sam Harris spelt backward. That a girls memory is as short as her skirt these days. —b.h.s.— Underclassman examinging closely the crepe paper blouses the A. Sr. girls wore on the day of the challenge game— “Why, you even have the edges turned in, don’t you?” Ida. W.—“Why, yes. There’s nothing rough about me.” —b.h.s.— LOST ! ! ! ! ! ! I he windy night of April 17 somewhere in the vicinty of North Bluff street, a year’s collection of hairnets. Finder will please return same at once, unless you are a little birdie who has used them to build a cozy nest. Clair Schmoker—“I have my original story all written.” Bob Steele—“What is it about?” C. S.—“A love story.” B. S.—“What do you know about love?” C. S.—“Oh, you big boys told me all about it. —b.h.s.— Paul Bayer (In English)—“George Washington was an ardent apricot.” (Patriot.) —b.h.s.— Mr. Bemi.—“In this group of compounds we have. Methane, Ethane, Sutane, Prophane, and--------” Don Duff— Cocane?” —b.h.s.— Vic. Leech (In English)— John Wilkes was, a—er—a—well, a sort of a crooked politician.” —b.h.s— WE WONDER WHY? If a man who chews is a chewer, Why isn’t a man who sues a sewer? If a man who talks is a talker, Why isn’t a man who rocks a rocker? If a man who buys is a buyer. Why isn’t a man who ties a tire? If a man who gives is a giver, Why isn’t a man who lives a liver? If a man who eats is an eater. Why isn’t a man who meets a meter? If a man who sips is a sipper, Why isn’t a man who slips a slipper? If a man who sings is a singer, Why isn’t a man who rings a wringer? —Ex. —B.H.S.- Miss McNees—“For pleasures are like poppies spread—finish it, Clarence.” C. Reiger—“ The flower is seized, the dew is shed.” —b.h.s.— Mr. Bemisderfer to R. Allman— Is there any ostentatious manifestations of energy?” Ruth—“Well, if you translate it for me, I might be able to tell you.” 7 A 7 E SENIOR TM .4 G N E 7 LETTERS AWARDED EOR INDOOR SPORTS BY TIIE A SENIOR CLASS Poker—McFadden, Mullholland, Parker, Hohn, Towzey. African Golf—Bernlohr, Bayer, Nicholas, Horan, Waldron. Checkers—Bus Greer, Hughes, Nor-rington, Beidenbach. Knitting—Leech, Rimp, DulT, Anderson. —b.h.s.— Izzy Shaw (Translating Aneid) ‘‘His first foot. (Speaking of a horse.) Mr. Hogg—“What is a first foot?” Izzy— His paw. —b.h.s.— Bemi—“Name a metal alloyed with steel.” M. E. H.—“Alimony.” (Antimony.) —b.h.s.— Mr. Bemi.— Earl, get me some wrap me-around cord.” —b.h.s.— J. Leighner (At the Majestic Theatre) —“What do you think of Gloria Swanson, Alf?” A. Porrit—“She can come to board at our house any time she wants to.” —b.h.s.— He— Did you ever see a sidewalk?” She—“No, you boob, but I’ve seen a cigar box. —b.h.s.— Miss McNees— Name Jane Austen’s novels.” C. Puff—“Sense and Senseless, and Pride and Preparedness. —b.h.s.— E. Towzey—“is pants singular or plural?” M. Walsh— IF a man wears them its plural.” E. T—“Well if he doesn’t?” M. S.—“It’s singular.” —B.tt.S.— Bob Wick to Seniors— Don’t hang on to that ‘kiss’ so long. One beat is plenty.” We wonder who’s to be there to keep time. SQUIRREL CAGE M. Walsh (Translating Virgil)—Rolling her eyes from head to foot. —b.h.s.— E. Hanlin (In chemistry)—“Give me a single cork will you? —b.h.s.— An Exam. Paper: Whit ter was born in American once when his parents were abroad. —b.h.s.— Sam Waldron to C. Reiger in Lab.— “Watchout there—you’ll scorch my hair.” E. Mulholland—“That’ll make your hair grow. Why not try it on your mustache.” S. W.—“Just wait. I’m going to have one for commencement. E. M.—Oh. Sam, I don’t like them.’1 Sam—“That’s funny. All the girls told me when I did have one that it tickled them.” —b.h.s.— Isabelle Shaw had a catalogue from Allegheny College. Sam Waldron, taking the book and looking at it, remarked: “I’m not going there, I’m going to Morgansia Reform School.” Bon Voyage, Sam. —b.h.s.— Ananias—I’ll say we did. Solomon—I love the ladies. Samson—I’m strong for you. Jonah—You can’t keep a good man down. Cleopatra—You’re an easy “Mark, Anthony. David—The bigger they are, the harder they fall. Adam—It’s a great life if you don’t weaken. Columbus—I don’t know where I'm going but I’m on my way. Nero—Keep the home fires burning. Methusalah—The first hundred years are the hardest. Queen Elizabeth to Sir Walter Raleigh —Keep your shirt on. Esau—Oh! You sheep skin. Ex. THE SENIOR EM AG N ET 75 IIII11I11I li!li!liiliil!illllllli!l!lllllllll1llllillllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!lllll)lllll:!li!IIIIIIIIIII ■ I .'■niiiliiiiiliiliiliiliiiniiiiiiliiliilnliil . | ADVEIRTIHEM ENT8 | WsiiliililllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllltllllllllllllllHlIlllllMlIllllllllltlllllll I 1111111111111111111111111 I IllllllllllllllltlllllllllllllftS We have just about finished our Spring, speaking in terms of the human seasons. After four years of work, intermingled with pleasure, we have realized our ambition. One of our pleasures was the writing and publishing of our Magnet.” We owe every one of our advertisers more than can be expressed by words. In short, it would not be possible to publish a school paper without the co-operation and assistance of the advertisers. In closing, we, the Class of June, ’22, express our heartiest thanks and best wishes for the advertisers in the Magnet.” An. Editor. ♦---------------------------------------—♦ Thompson’s Ice Cream Parlor The Home of Good Eats” Hot Chocolate and Hot Lunches A SPECIALTY OUR PRICES ARE RIGHT JOHN M. LINAMEN, Prop. ♦ ---------------------------------------♦ JQL Hickey-Freeman Clothes EXCLUSIVE Clothiers and Furnishers FOR Men and Boys 136 S. MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. 76 7 E S EN 10 R £M A G N E I ,JCN(VT, KH RUTH ALLMAN Ruth Allman’s good natured and gay Ever ready with something to say But the real reason I like Ruth I like her giggle—that’s the truth. ELIZABETH ATKINSON Elizabeth Atkinson a true musician Both on the violin and with voice. She might favor with a selection of both Or of either, or give ycm your choice. MARGARET BADGER Margaret Badger—Ob! those eyes One answer to “Why men leave home. She’d surely have vamped the rulers If living in the early time in Rome. ELIZA B E TH BA RNHA R 7 Betty Barnhart—our own pianist We’re surely lucky that she’s here We o'fer our thanks for her services And our thanks are all sincere. RUTH BERRY Ruth Berry—a demure little lass— Doesn't make much fuss or trouble, But she is as happy as the day is long Her heart seems light as a bubble. CA THERINE BII.LMAN Kate Billman—the eyes of a vamp They’re brown and they shine so bright That if you’d meet her on the street You could see them shining at night. Bob's and Guy’s Place For Good Eats CATERERS TO Dances Clubs House Parties SATISFACTORY SERVICE GUARANTEED HEADLAND EWING, Proprietors South End of Viaduct BUTLER, PA. T II I: S E A I O R f f A G A E 7 ♦--------------------------« Fulton Market Wholesale and Retail Dealers in FISH, OYSTERS, POULTRY AND PRODUCE : Peoples 1257 Bell 951-R 130 W. JEFFERSON ST. BUTLER, PA. ♦__________________________ AGNESCLUSE A calm quiet girl is Agues Clu e To this world some day she’ll he of use Shell not condescend to look at a boy; Out of her books she gets most joy GONZAGA BREHM Goniage Brehm—our artist so true Paints on china and glassware too— With pictures of flowers all wet with dew Without her I know not what we’d do. DOROTHY BYERS I know a sweet young thing, By the name of Dorothy Byers I wish I had a dollar Tor every boy that she inspires. TOR A CIIRIS TIA NSON We have lots of blondes in our ’lustrious class, But Tora is decidedly so She’s bright in Arithmetic—works real hard— She’s better in Chemistry tho. ♦-------------------------- J. W. BAYER GROCERIES VEGETABLES and PRODUCE ICE CREAM 400 Franklin Street Bell Phone 24-W Peoples 444 ✓------------------------ 27 ♦------------------------------♦ LEITH’S J Flowers for all Occasions 317 South Main Street BUTLER, PA. o ____________________________♦ MA RGA RET BIRCHBICKLER Peg Birchbickler—what's in a name She'll change it in the future near— 'Twill be Hinchberger then, or so I surmise, If it is true that I hear. ANNA COYLE Anna Coyle, Paderewski II She treats the ivories rough— She can rattle the classics to beat the band On the poor piano—it’s tough. GRACE COYLE She’s nuts about good music She giggles with her toil, Ye Gods, how they love her Sweet Grace O Coyle. HELEN CURRAN Helen Curran’s a movie fan Ask me where I got my information “Read her piece in the Magnet, I’ll answer in consternation. ♦-----------------------------♦ ASK FOR : DIEHL’S BREAD SOLD BY ALL GROCERS _____________________♦ 78 THE SENIOR € I AON E T --------------♦ 0. N. Williams Bro. 120 S. MAIN ST. ♦-----—-—------------------------ MILDRED DAVIS Mildred Davis tickles the keys But not as a pianist She is one of the Magnet’s Wonderful worthy typists. MABEl. DEAN Mabel Dean—is quiet—so mild— She never whispers—nor nothin’ But I’ll tell you this right here I hat girl sure knows somethin'. MABEL DUN MV RE Mate Dunmyre—Bohadil Gin— Looks cute as the dickens with shorn locks I should have been shocked when she had it cut But I’m getting used to shocks. VIRGINIA FLEMING Virginia Fleming left for a while These portals of B. II. S. But she came back to finish with us It shows we’re nice people, I guess. EDITH FENNEL Edith Fennel, the girl with the big brown eyes She's smart as a whip—‘tis said— She’s studied hard m these four short years To store lots of facts in her head. LUCILLE GERBER Here's to tweet Lucille The girl with an intellectual mind She writes the smartest short stories That you would want to find. MA R V GERSTNER Little Mary is a quiet girl She’s got a mathematical brain Mr. Summerville, we know, adores her Mary, don’t let this make you vain. ELEANOR GRAHAM Eleanor Graham is jolly and stout She’s good naturcd as she can be She laughs very hearty—without a doubt She’s noted for sociability. Looking for Two-Pants Suits? You won’t have to look far—they are right here at Israel’s. And you don’t need no telescope to find the values in our goods. Suits with 2 pairs of Pants at $25.00 and $29.50 M. L. ISRAEL Phone 78-R T II E SENIOR £M A G N E T 79 -----------------—-----------------------------♦ W. W. MILLER NEW SYSTEM BAKERY 123-125 West Jefferson Street We Specialize in GOOD THINGS TO EAT ♦---------—--------------------------------------♦ RUTH GOLD Ruth and Ralph, the Gold dust twins On them there is no dust They’re a brilliant pair just full of fun ‘Tis true, my judgment is just. GERTRUDE GUTTORMSEN Sweet blue eyed Gertie, A blonde with rosy cheeks, She stands gracefully at attention When llarold Parker speaks. ELLEN HANLEN Ellen Hanlen seems quiet and settled But list till I impart a choice bit She’s quite popular with a nice young man With Armand she’s surely made a hit. MARGARET HAZLETT Peg Hailett’s a gay lively girl She’s got a giggle that surely is grand She always seems happy and gay But she’s happier when George is near at hand. MAR) ELIZABETH HEIN EM AN .is a minstrel our Mary is great Mary Liz Heine man’s the rest of the name She can act and can sing as sweet as can be Some day that girl will acquire fame. HELEN HERRMAN Helen is a commercial student She’s not what you’d call a tease On the typewriter we like to watch Her fingers glide over the keys. LUELLA HINCHBERGER This maiden can ride a pony Without the aid of a board But we much prefer to see her Driving her little Ford. MARION HUGHES Pretty sweet maid Marion, Do you hail from an unknown town? The reason her complexion is so nice She uses cream by the pound. ♦--------------------------------------—--------♦ CLOTHES STYLEPLUS------$25—$30—$35--STEIN-BLOCK GRADUATING TIME IS DRESS-UP TIME Young men, for economy’s sake, pay a moderate price; and for satisfaction’s sake, get its greatest value—Styleplus and Right Posture Clothes, Florsheim Shoes, Aetna Hats, Bates Street Shirts and everything classy in Caps, Neckwear and Hose—Here! KIRKPATRICK BROS. The Store For Lad and Dad 134 S. MAIN STREET ♦_______________________________________________ THE SENIOR {MAGNET BUY CORONADA CORDS Heavy Oversize Tubes for Cord Tires Insure Satisfaction A Quality Product at A Fair Price Made in Butler Corona Cord Tire Company Butler, Pennsylvania T II E S E N O R JM A C, N E T SI ♦------------------------------♦ Hart Graham Co. QUALITY IN GROCERIES 118 E. Cunningham St. Butler, Pa. ♦______________________________♦ SYLVIA HIKES Sylvia is the life of all the boys. In two hundred twelve especially, But she will marry one in 213 And her marriage turn out successfully. DO T JENKINS Dot Jenkins is stately and tall Some day her hair will have a fall She wears it up high—almost to the sky I don't know what name it to call. BERNICE JUDD Bernice Judd is a typist, tis true On this we’ll all agree When she sits down to type for you She suprises you with her agility. ESTHER KENNEDY She’s not Queen Esther of Sheba She’s just a maiden sweet and terse She’s a young lady who’s ambitious To become a Red Cross Nurse. ♦------------------------------♦ H. C. Johnson Son TIRES Kelly Springfield Goodyear ATLANTIC GAS AND ACCESSORIES RADIANT FIRE STOVES On the Diamond ♦______________________________♦ -----------------------------♦ When you run home with one of our Suits that are made especially for High School Students, you know when you touch home plate just how “Babe Ruth” feels, when he has made such a hit. HART GRAHAM SONS CO., 143 S. Main Street, Butler, Penna. ♦_________________________________♦ ALICE KIRKPATRICK There was a young girl called Kirkpatrick Who was troubled with those little heart pricks She would feel very sullen When she thought of foe Mullen With this young girl called Kirkpatrick. HELEN KLEY Helen Kley is kind of quiet But I think it is a sham Eor often when I’m all alone see her walking with a man. MARY KNAUSE Then here’s to cheery Mary With her ever-present smile She makes life seem less dreary And living quite worth while. MERCEDES MADDEN Mercy Madden—a sweet nice girl So small and so petite, Her first words wherever she is Are “When do we eat?' HUNGRY? EAT AT GENE’S _________________________♦ 82 T HE S E A () K £M A G A E 7 MYRTLE MAZZA S'oh: listen, dear Myrtle, “Still haters run deep,’’ And this to you may apply And we are afraid that you’ll take “the leap’ Without us knowing with whom or why. RU TH M B RIDE Here’s to our Ruth McBride Whose been twice a bride you see Eirst in name, then in pantomime The next, we hope ’twill be in reality. DOROTHY M’CANDRESS Sweet dainty Dot, seems such a tot But truly she is not Eor with Erancis, to shows and dances, She goes quite a lot. GERALDINE M’CULLOUGH Jerry McCollough studies hard To become a proficient school inarm Some day she’ll up and marry a man Who'll protect her always from harm. MARY M'KEE Mary McKee so sedate and so tall Rode around the diamond once too often Her Buick got dizzy, and Oh. what a fall There was nothing the pavement to soften. JEANETTE M’KEE Sweet little Jeanette so fair Gomes to school every day And we all like this little maiden Eor she is always so gay. JULIANA MOORE Another blond is Julia Moore Of her we never feel quite sure Now Julia, you we will not roast But tell us, is it Brede you like, or Mike the most? CAROL MORRISON llrown-eyed Carol Morrison Has a name just like a song And that’s what we want her life to be A carrol sweet and long. LYRIC PLAYHOUSE BUTLER’S ONLY COMBINATION Vaudeville and Motion Picture House NOW BOOKING BIG TIME VAUDEVILLE AND SUPERB PHOTOPLAYS COMING ATTRACTIONS RUDOLPH VALINTINO AND ALICE TERRY IN “CONQUERING POWERS.” MAE MURRAY IN “PEACOCK ALLEY” Many Others of Note A Due to the Vaudeville depression in Pittsburgh, The Lyric : will render for your approval the Best Acts in the Profession. PATRONIZE THE LYRIC, FOR IT IS THE MAGNET’S ONLY THEATER ADVERTISER. 7 T SENIOR m A G N E T 83 — ------------------------------------— — If you have a sweet tooth, before or after school, get rid of it at—WHERE? “CUMMINGS” OF COURSE (Everybody knows where Cummings is.) T II :' S E A 0 A cH A G A : 7 84 ♦ Martincourt Daugherty Trunks, Bags and Suit Cases in Butler County. No matter what kind of a Bag or Trunk you want, we have it. 128 East Jefferson Street BUTLER, PA. ------------------------------- ELIZA BETH MULHOLLA Nl) Bess Mulholland is a darn good sport She’s what I call the right sort” She’s in lor a good time or any fun She’s valedictorian—her race is won. GAVE SMITH Gaius Grachus, alias Gaye Smith, She hails from a southern clime. She's happy and cherry tho' the days are dreary, She’s imparting to others joy all the time. BLANCHE NET MAN Blanche Neyman rides round in a Dodge, They ride round the Diamond park. She drives sometimes—but so does he She’s satisfied if she’s with Cl-. ANNA NOLAN Our Anna is a very quiet girl? She says, She doesn’t like men,’’ But some day she’ll fool ns all Eor she does make eyes at them. EVELYN ODONNELL Evelyn is small and uamty She's afraid of becoming fat But he says, Hell still love her. If she were broad a a door-mat. AMELIA RAABE IVe never hear much from Amelia She never has much to .ay But she always has her lessons And that’s always sure to pay. MAE RICE Sweet Mae, you have always been So dainty and so prim We know your lucky husband Will also be neat and trim. TRESS A ROKA Tressa Roka—alias Duke— Is surely a popular miss I wouldn't mind it myself one bit To receive from her lips a kiss. 'v 4 i “I’ll say it’s fun.” And it’s safer and cleaner than the creek for the boys. THE SWIMMIN’ HOLE AT THE BIG Y. M. C. A. Pool Refreshing shower baths for men. Instruction in plain and fancy swimming and diving. SUMMER BARGAIN PRICES Men—$4.00. || Boys—$1.50 and $2.00. Now to October 1. THE SENIOR MAGNET 85 DURANT °fust a cReal Cjooa Car INTO statement of- ours could equal • - the unqualified praise of those who have seen this car in our Salesroom. Come and form your o'wn judgment 0. H. Nicholas Sons 236 South McKean Street BUTLER, PA. MODEL A-22 TOURING, $890, f.o.b. Lansing, Michigan MYRTLE ROSE Myrtle Rose is named for a flower, And is as lair as her name implies, Her cheeks are so red—her smile so petite And her eyes are as blue as the skies. RED ELLA SCHULTZ Rndclla once told us a secret, She said, “She disliked bookkeeping;” We now know the reason why. She always thinks of Housekeeping.” ISABELLE SHAW Our !ny is always happy, She’s fond of making noise And we have reasons to believe That she doesn’t bate the boys. MARY LOUISE SHROUP One day Miss Mary discovered That she was growing up And that is how it happened That she wears her hair done up. VIOLA NELSON There was a young girl called Nelson Who was in love with another son; One night in June By the light of the Moon, Sat this son with this girl called Nelson. MARY SMITH We don’t know much about her; We know Smith is her name. She’s been with us a short time But we like her just the same. DOROTHY SPINDLER Dorothy is forever smiling In her sweet becoming way; And she’s always seen with her shadow. The bright little lassie Mae. LOIS SNYDER Everybody loves this maiden And she loves everybody too; Other people she’s always aid in. They come to her when they’re blue. 86 T IIE SENIOR CM A G N E T YOUR ATHLETIC CLOTHING Can be purchased to best advantage from us, as we carry a1 large line of gym trunks and shirts in both cotton and wool, at the lowest prices in town. Our line of Sweaters include any style and color combination desired. We are running this month a special High School Slip-on Sweater at $3.75. LET US SHOW YOU Sam Cohn Good Clothes—Nothing Else BUTLER, PENN’A. ♦----------------------------------------------♦ ESTHER SNYDER Here’s another member of our illustrious class, Shy little Esther who always has a smile Some Jay the world will hear her name, Tor she stores up knowledge by the pile. , REBECCA SULLIVAN As a classical dancer, Rebecca’s there, The little girl with the long black hair As a dancer and singer, she’s all the rage, Some day she’ll make a hit on the stage. ISABELLE, i HO MESON She dearly loves to giggle, When she hears something bright and new; Then she laughs so long and hearty That we must giggle too. LUCILLE TIM BUN She’s a sweet little good girl And a preacher’s daughter. Everybody loves her, Because everybody ought’er. EMMA 7 RIMBER Her first name is Emma, Her last name is Trintber, She can type so doggone fast We think her fingers must be limber. BARBARA TURY Blue eyes, brown hair, a wicked smile, A jolly good sport, but that's not all— One day as he chanced to meet her He stumbled and sure did fall. IDA WALDRON Pretty and sweet as the fairies, That dance in the woodland so gay. With her sweet violin’s music She charms dark night into day. MARY WALSH Mary’s life is full of fun. Her eyes are so pretty and bright, I guess you know the reason why— She laughs both day and night. MABEL WATSON Our Mabel is a little girl, Who wears her bright curls down; She is always gay and happy Tor she’s never known to frown. MARY WEBER She has the sweetest dimples And the prettiest of blue eyes And we’ve also discovered That she doesn’t like to bake pies. KETTERER BROS. Fine Shoes FOR THE YOUNG MEN AND LADIES 224 SOUTH MAIN STREET 7 HE SENIOR TM A G N E T 87 ♦ ♦ J. NIGGEL’S SON 130 East Jefferson St. Butler, Pa. Everything in Hardware ♦ « o ♦ CANDIES STATIONARY TOILET ARTICLES REICK’S ICE CREAM PRESCRIPTIONS Clarence G. Dixon Main and Diamond Sts. - ♦ DOROTHY WISE JAMES ANDERSON Many are the sighs of envy Jimmy Anderson, no doubt, As they ga%e at your raven locks Is good at Chemistry And many more are the young men But reading palms is bis long suit, That swarm you by the flock. He's fine at palmistry. ELSIE WISE GEORGE BADGER Elsie was shy and bashful Not so very long ago. Badger is another bird, who But we have all discovered Tbo’ not over witty, That now she isn’t so. Can no doubt shine in other things ISA DO RE AARON If Prospect is the city. Isadore Aaron’s a poetic shark. PAUL BAYER Keats and Shelly are his ambition’s Polly Bayer’s another star, mark; He’s quite a demon passer, Someday he’ll make a name for himself, If he should lamp a girl afar, tts true, In running he’ll out class 'er. To the pride and glory of June ’22. ABERNATHY CARL WILLIAM BERNLOHR They may talk of trap drummers A shark in Vergil’s our Bill, Or buglers that groan, The captain of our five, But our Abernathy Whene’er his mitts get on the pill Is a star at the Saxophone. The whole gang gets alive. ♦ ♦ ■ ♦ ♦ Green Young 0. C. SHIRA The Home of Groceries, Flour Hart Schaffner Marx Clothes and Provisions None Better 340 LOCUST ST. Both Phones ♦ « ► ♦ 88 T II E SE NI O R £M A G N E T The W. C. Laderer Co. Chevrolet AUTOMOBILES BOTH PHONES DAN Bl I: DUN BACH He’s six feet two in his stocking feet And Beidenbacl s his name; We wonder what he gets to eat To make that lanky frame. WILLIS BRYAN Willis Bryan's awfully quiet But he is terribly bright, In English class he recites just right, He was never known to fight. BERNARD GARBER As editor of our paper, you’ve cut quite a caper, Your editorials are quite the berries, You’ve proven your worth, on ent’ring this earth. You must have especially been gifted by fairies. DONALD DU EE I was told to write these verses. All composed of Dizzy stuff. Are Donald David Goliath Sampson George Washington Duff! ______________________________________♦ BERNARD COHN Philosophy, Theology and all the higher arts. Come to all we common folks in jumps and jerks and starts, It holds no sense at all for us, it simply makes us groan But it is all as clear as mud to little Bernard Cohn. RAY G El BEL Geibel's dizzy enough in looks And dizzy enough in brains But he’s not so doggone dizzy In any basket ball games. RALPH GOLD One of the Gold Dust twins is Ralph But not all dust is he, Because if we’re worth 10 cents, Then he’s worth 93. BOB GREER Get your funny papers boys And watch at least a year And you can’t help but see that boob The writer’s call Bob Greer. T II E SENIOR TM ACNE 7 89 THOMPSON BROS. ICE CREAM CO. Manufacturers of Plain and Fancy Ice Cream and Ices “WE HAVE YOUR KIND” Both Phones 400 W. North Street Butler, Pa. BUS GREER R. B. Greer has won, we know In surgery, great fame. That his son Bus, we hope. Will win for himself a name. HOWARD HOBAUGH Howdy, football captain, starred As he played around right guard— In basketball we felt his help, Now for Howdy, let’s all yelp. ALBERT HOHN Albert Ho hit was very fat. His wife was very lean, And so between them they agreed A nd bought a Ford machine. MAURICE HORAN “Will you have beans,” said the maid in French, Maurice said, “No! I hate them; Because in the army regularly Everybody ate them! BILL HUGHES A fine salesman is friend Bill Hughes, He certainly can sell ladies’ shoes— But his ambitions at this does not end Some day we’ll call him Reverend. ELMER KENNEDY Blue-eyed Elmer from Prospect, Is a darned nice jolly boy— He has a smile that radiates Health, happiness and joy. JOHN LEIGHNER Our Heinie is a wireless bug— Lie’s always in a rumpus, Another thing I’ve lately heard— He looks like Andy Gumpus! MILTON McC AND LESS There were three boys went out to play They were riding along the milky way. The sun bumped into one they say And so our Milton passed away. ♦ ■ ♦ ♦ DUFFY’S STORE SHOWING EVERYTHING THAT IS NEW IN 1823 1921 FINE FOOTWEAR DRY GOODS Bickel’s Shoe Store CARPETS Butler, Pa. ♦_________________________________♦ ♦-------—--------------------------„♦ 90 THE SENIOR TXT A G N E T We Particularly Invite Your Mother In this showing of Girls’ wear for Summer we have not only the style that the younger folks will delight in— but they are of such making and material that mother will approve of any selection you make. CLYDE McFADDEN There were events in two fourteen, When Shrimp waltzed in one morning, Professor Hogg got very sore. The elements were storming. A DOLT 11 MULHOLLA NI) Blankety-blank is all we can say Of A die our wild, wooly had man— He’s wild, awful wild, and his favorite tune Is—“fust a Japanese Ash Can. CHARLES NICHOLAS Nicholas, our worthy president— His name should head the listin’ lint he was playing basketball And so you see we missed him. CLIN TON NOR RING TON On each side of his nose there are freckles, On each side of his head there are ears, But the silence of Clinton most drives us To shedding dumb sorrowful tears. HA ROI.D OUSTERLING Lives of great men of’t remind us, Goggles make you look divine But if Bugs is in this one class, Please give me the other kind. BILL PARKER Who's Billy Parkerf lie’s some knight. When it comes to ladies he’s a fright; A better athlete we can't find. And Oh! but he can hit the line. BUTLER SCHOOL OF MUSIC MARK PORRITT, Director 143 E. JEFFERSON STREET Peoples Phone 53G-Y Butler, Pa. T :' SENIOR TAI A G N E T 91 ♦-------------------------♦ Peo. Phone 1026-X Bell 28-VV NOTICE Dealer in O. K. CHURNGOLD KERNOLNUT BUTTERINE BUTLER BUTTERINE CO. J. H. KEPPLE, Prop. 242 S. Main St. ♦_________________________♦ CLINTON PUEE Sensible, funny, silent, tough, We’ve said very little of Clinton Puff, But those four words tho’ not too rough. I’ll really think that is enough! ROBERT STEELE Behold! This young man we greet (By the way, to his papa he’s dear) When some one says, ‘‘Gimme somethin’ to eat” We all know Bob Steele is near. CHARLES RIMP Chuck Rimp still rides bis trusty Ford, He comes to school quite fast, by Heck, Of oil wells he'll own a hoard. He's shaken Marshall Loch’s neck! HOWARD REIGER I heard the singing of a loon, Swimming one windy, winters day, H. Reiger shot this loon at noon And soon the loon had passed away. USEFTJL GIFTS Electrical Things make lovely gifts and can be used the year round. We are headquarters for “Things Electrical.” The Electric Shop JOHN E. FLACK, Prop. “Class ’99” 115 W. Jefferson St. ♦-------------------------♦ W. H. O’Brien Son 132 East Jefferson St. THE WELSBACH GAS STOVE Best and cheapest on the market. ♦------------------------- CLAIR SCHMOKER Schmoker’s clever with his pen In cartoon, joke, or story But if he could reach Virgil's neck I’m sure he’d be in glory. CLARENCE REIGER Although not so large bodily In brain there’s none that’s bigger, Nor is there one with more inside Than the brain of Clarence Reiger. EARL TOWSY Earl sure looked like a blooming peach When he walked out on the pebbly beach; But soon he was seen on the blistering sand, Holding Dot Byers by the hand. CUE LORD WALDRON The day was dark and dismal When Sam came in our room; But now it is the other way As he acts a new stunt every day. ♦-------------------------♦ TEIN’C “The Store of Satisfaction” We Specialize in ; LADIES’ ACCESSORIES, ; CHILDREN’S AND INFANTS’ WEAR 108 N. Main St. Butler, Pa. ]: '__________________________ 92 THE SENIOR ZMAGNEI' ♦-------------------------------------------------------♦ mMYfs McCLUNG’S L UDnlvv 127 E. CUNNINGHAM ST. | and J Automobile 1 i J Supplies SUPPLIES AT Sporting Goods Grohman’s Drug Store Oils, Greases, Tires ♦---—--———__________________♦ JOHN WINER Johnnie Winer, behold the name! (And it’s as the people say) By Chemistry will gain his fame And turn black night to day. FILBERT YOST Filbert Yost’s an artist, He’s skillful with India Ink, He’s not much of a ladies man But he’ll be someday, we think. VICTOR LEECH Tackle ’em high; tackle ’em low! This is Victor’s motto, At least for Vic this seems the case On any team he’d find a place. CLARENCE HINCHBERGER Miracles are past they say, But we don’t quite agree— ’Cause Hinchy did this four year course In two, not four, or three. ♦---------------------------------—------------♦ To eliminate all Your Tire Troubles and One-Half Your Tire Expense—Use GATES HALF-SOLE TIRES, Guaranteed Puncture-Proof for 3500 Miles. Gates Super-Tread Tires Gates Tested Tubes ACCESSORIES —VULCANIZING—GASOLINE — OILS Campbell’s Auto Supply Peoples 1408-K 355 Center Ave. (Next to Diehl's Bakery) Bell 763-J W. C. (Mose) Campbell ■Till: SENIOR [MAGNET 93 2i_________ THE SENIOR (MAGNET A. Troutman’s Sons Butler’s Largest and Busiest Department Store Plain Talking A business that has grown from a very modest beginning to its present commanding position, could not and of course in these days cannot depend upon chance or fortunate circumstances, but must plan its activities in advance.. We believe very firmly in scientific organization. It has even been said that this store is over organized, but if there ever was a time when scientific method vindicated itself and proved its soundness the past year has been that time. Today at “The Troutman Store” the public is able to purchase merchandise in a quiet, dignified environment, with good service always at hand, and at prices that meet all competition. We maintain that the scientific organization that makes these conditions possible is a real safeguard to the public. You may have rcticed that this establishment without any undue clamor is presenting its customary qualities of merchandise and at prices that are always correct and equitable. This, we believe, is a real tribute to the foresight of the men and women who make up The Troutman Store organization and through whose efforts Butler is supplied with a real department store—second to none in the state. THE SENIOR MAGNET 93 «,«l | | ■ | IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII III IlnlMllllllllirj | JOKES | .♦, | | , l iiniiiniiiiiniiliiliilMliiliiiniiiliiliiliiininiiHiiliHiiliniiliHiiliiininliiliiliiinliiliiliiliiliiliiliiliiliiliiliiliniiliiW “Tea or Coffee?” “Coffee without cream. You’ll have to take it, sir, without milk sir: we're out of cream.” —Puppet. —B.II.S.— blood HOUND “That’s a nice dog you ha e there.” “Yes. but he’s consumptive.” “Consumptive?” Yeah Spitz blood.” —Virginia Reel. —b.h s — “Hell, yes,” murmured the devil, picking up the phone receiver. —California Pelican. •b h s.— REALLY NEW Agent— I’ve got a device here for getting energy from the sun.” Mr. Jones—“Here! Give me one for mine.” —TIGER. —it I! s.- Angry husband to wife—“You’re a dumbbell.” She—“Well, dumbbells always go in pairs.” —Octopus. UNDER THE MOON It was autum. The great opalescent moon shone down on the two as they sat on the campus ben-h gazing out onto the slightly ruffled waters of the lakt. Only the occasional soun.l of the failing leaf and the ripple f the water on the shore broke the romantic siience of 'he evening. The moments passed into an hour. “Say, George, give me another match, mv pipe went out.” —Foolscap. —b.h s.— 1st Cullud Lady—“Dat babv ob yourn is sho’ a puttie image ob his dad h 2nd Cullud Lady—“Yas, a regular carbon copy, you’ might say.' —b.h.s.— Little drops of water Mixed in with the mil Keep the milkman’s daughter Clad in swishing silk. —Tiger. —b.h.s.— Chapel Orator—“Ladies and gentlemen, the scriptures tell us that riches are a curse. Hardfrosh—“Well, I’ll be dammed.” GRAND UNION TEA CO. Two Coffees with a National Reputation for PurityandStrength 112 WEST JEFFERSON STREET PEOPLES PHONE 173-K 96 ' THE SENIOR (MAGNET ----—------—------------- J. G. W. Campbell Headquarters for Sporting Goods HOW I ACTED A I ME SISTER'S WEDDING Mary Elizabeth Heineman “And a little child shall lead them!” How we enjoy hearing Mother tell how 1 nearly broke up “mv sister’s wedding.” I was quite a lively little wench at the age of six, and just a picture of Innocence. People would pass me on the street and remark, “What a sweet little girl, or the dear little lamb, bless her heart! But when they got to know me, and those who did know me, thought very differently. Even the neighbors would not let me in when I went to “call' on them. Sister Marjorie had two beaus, one she liked best and married. Jack Hardin, and the other I liked best, Jonathan Payton Kane, better known as J. P. Meeting J. P. at a dance, where he went just so he could say he had been there not because he could dance, one would think he was tongue-tied; but he was the best sport when he came to see Mar- jorie, at least I thought so. When he heard that Marjorie was going to marry Jack, he thought he would die of a broken heart,—so did we. He came and moped around our house and. sister being busy making her trousseau, 1 thought it my duty to console him. But I couldn’t do much in that line for he was inconsolable. Then I let him alone. Sister wanted a ciassy wedding and said I should be the ring bearer, walking ahead, carrying a white satin pillow with the ring placed on it. Evervone was so busy in preparation that they didn’t pay any attention to me. Mother wouldn’t invite any of my “special friends,” so I invited them myself, all my little girl and bov playmates I told them to bring their kittens and dogs because Marjorie liked pets, and to be sure to wash them real clean and tie a pretty ribbon around their necks. They were to meet me behind the big left church-pillar, and I would see that they got good seats. T IF. S E N 10 R Sif A G S' E T .. 97 The great day dawned bright and warm, with J. P. at our house as usual. I was dressed up in mv best and told to sit on the settee on the front porch till the carriages come, J. P. was to go in my carriage and I had him hold our kitten, Fluff. Mother had consented to my taking Fluff because she was Marjorie s pet. I told J. P. he would have to take care of her because I had to lead the parade.” When we got to the church, sister and Jack were frantic, and Mother was wild. It was all Dad could do to keep them from dragging me from the carriage. There were all my friends with all descriptions of cats and dogs, waiting for me behind the church pillar. I told J. P. he could go over with them and wait till 1 could find an usher to take them in. I don’t know why he didn’t stay for the cermony, because he would have had a good seat. But sister was so happy because it was her wedding day that she told the usher to take the children into the back seats, and to take the animals around back in the alley. As soon as everyone was quiet, the services began. Just as I started down the aisle, carrying the pillow like I had rehearsed, the children started to clap their hands, and then the boys began to whistle like they do in an exciting picture at the movies. The usher took them out, and I started down the aisle again. The rest of the ceremony went all right except when I forgot myself and answered ”1 will.” Sister said she was glad she had to get married only once in her lifetime. And Jack is much better than J. P. could ever be. —b.i:.s.— Dora—‘‘How did you vote, dear?” Flora—“In my brown suit and squirrel toque.” —Siren. HARVEY and CAREY, Inc, (Lhe 5U nlI tnre The Center For All—Drugs —Toilet Articles —Stationery —Candy —Cigars Exclusive Agency For JONTEEL PREPARATIONS CARA NOME—(The new Italian Perfume) WHITMAN’S CHOCOLATES Drop in after school and enjoy one of our Tasty Hot Fudge Sundaes—So Different. We give each customer special attention, and work to please and satisfy. 98 THE SENIOR [MAGNET ♦---------------------'♦ The Mardorf Co. 25c Department Store 345-347 S. Main St., But!er, Pa. Come in and look around. We sell ’most everything. ►______________________♦ V--------------------♦ Peoples 452 Bell 284-J Raisley Whiteside Dealers in GROCERIES and GENERAL MERCHANDISE Easy Vacuum Electric Washer 215 New Castle Street BUTLER, PA. ♦--------------------♦ ‘ALLETTERA TIGS' There is a farmer who is .........(YY) Enough to take bis................(EE) And study nature with bis ........(II) And think on what he..............(CC) He hears the chatter of the ......(ff) As they each other................(TT) And see that when a tree ......de(KK) It makes a home for...............(RR) A yoke of oxen will be ..........(Oil) With many haws and ...............(GG) And their mistakes he will ....ex(QQ) When plowing for his .............(PR) He little buys but much he.....se(LL) And therefore little .............(OO) And when he hoes bis soil by...sp(LL) He also soils his ..............b-(OO) —Ex. HARK! HARK! THE MEADOW LARK! A rubber band on snappy tunes Had jazzed to death some old time croons, The gutt’ring of the guttering snipes Drowned out the fire in the organ pipes. A pancake panned it’s fry’in pan, An egg broke and also ran, A picture swore it had been framed, Tire gold mine jumped, for it had been claimed. The leaves all on the tree had left, The cliff, cut up, said, “I am cleft, A razor clam shaved oysters raw, And that ai'nt all of what I saw! —Orange Owl. ♦-------------------------------------------------♦ ♦ i Mrs. A. Kummer CAMPBELL’S QUALITY GOOD FURNITURE MEATS ALFRED A. CAMPBELL Peoples 106 Bell 212-W ! 337-39 South Main St. « . 4 ♦ ♦ THE SENIOR {MAGNET 99 ZIMMERMAN S SPECIALTY STORE JACK TAR TOGS FOR GIRLS AND MISSES The ideal clothes for school and sports wear. Dresses, Middies, Skirts and Blouses. “I beg your pardon, said the convict, as the governor passed his cell.” —b.m.s.— “Cling to me little Ivy, He whispered in accents thick; “I certainly will,” she answered, “Archie, you’re a brick. —Michigan Gargoyle. —b.h.s.— “Yes, the world is getting tame,” replied the Civil War veteran’ back in-’61 they fought for the Union, but now the most they do is to strike for it. —Jester. —b.h.s.— “What do you think of that? Now that 1 have bought a car I can’t find a good driver.” It’s tough luck to spend three thousand dollars and have nothing to chauffeur it.” ♦------—---------------♦ BUTLER BUICK CO. On the Diamond BUICK, CADILLAC AND G. M. C. TRUCKS “The Most for the Money” ♦----------------------♦ F.C. SHINDLEDECKER Groceries and Meats 2 STORES: 370 E. JEFFERSON 194 RACE 100 7 HE SENIOR {MAGNET H. E. McCLAIN R. B. WALDRON McCLAIN WALDRON Jewelers WATCH REPAIRING OUR SPECIALTY Phone 144 111 North Main Street BUTLER, PA. ♦____________________________—--------------♦ The chauffeur was speeding the car along at a great rate. And he and she were nesteled coyly in the back seat. After a long silence he said: • “Are you quite comfortable, dear?” “Yes, love.’’ “The cushions are cozy and soft?” “Yes, darling.” “You don’t feel any jolts?” “No, sweet one. “And there is no draught on your back?” “No, mv ownest own.’’ “Then change seats with me.” —TIGER. —b.h.s.— A young colored couple were sitting at the foot of the Statue of Liberty. Henry was holding Mandy’s hand. “Henry,” said Mandy, “Does you all know why dev has such small lights on de Statue o’ Liberty?” “Ah dunno. replied Mandy, “Unless it’s because de less light, de mo’ liberty! —Pelican. —b.h.s.— EVEN SO! ) es Jack icas flunked in Chemistry, And he was pretty sore; He pulled a bone before a prof. For that he got the door. Preshie—“1 need $5 for my caution money, and I have only four.” Senior—“That’s easy. Pawn the $4 for three and sell the pawn ticket for $2.” The next semester Jack was passed, He didn’t get the door— He pulled a bone, but passed—because-He added fifty more. —Lyre. B.H.S. “This is my water. Lou,” gurgled Neptune, as he dodged his mermaid wife. B.H.S. Pirst Pup—“Why are you running?” Second Pup—“Pm fleeing.” ♦ ♦ ♦ McBrides BEST CLOTHING Tea Room GeaKetterer Son For SaYis artory SorVicc FANCY CANDY AND ■ 7 CONFECTIONS BEST FURNISHINGS ♦_______________-___________________♦ ♦,-------------------------------------♦ T H : SHNIOR MAGNET________101 Your Convenience and Accommodation is provided for to the Utmost Degree in our New Banking House. We Solicit Your Business. Make This Bank Your Bank. The Farmers National Bank Butler, Pa. CAPITAL AND SURPLUS $500,000.00 102 THE SENIOR MAGNET ♦------------------------------------- LARKIN COMPANY MANUFACTURERS OF Packers of All Kinds SAND PUMPS DRILLING AND FISHING TOOLS BUTLER, PA. ♦.....................................♦ YE OLDE TYMES Ye olde tyme knight rode in ye lists Yncased in wrought yron armour, And in ye conquest for his live, Sought by his strength to charm her. And when ye bloody joust he'd won, And left ye foe a wreck. Ye ladye love with murmurs coy Draped round ye victor’s neck. Ye ladye then, with faithful love, Did guard ye bolde knight’s shield Till he did meet a stronger foe Upon another field. And tho the knightly years are gone; Times are as they were then; Ye knight is now a football star, Ye shield—ye star’s frat pin. —Jade. —b.h.s.— Waiter— Milk or water?” Customer— Don’t tell me please; let me guess.” Don— I know a man married for twenty years who stays at home every evening.” Dorine (thrilled— Ah! that is true love.” Don—“Nope. Rheumatism.” —b.h.s.— Das Hund—“Fraulein, ou allons uns?” La jeune fille—“Je ne wiss nichts. Peut etre zu Mosi's.” Das Hund—“Mein dieu, warum? Haben Sien une date la?’ La jeune fille—“No aber mabbe.' —b.h.s.— As she stifled a yawn, she asked sweetly: “Is your watch going, George1” “Yep,” answered George. “How soon?” —b.h.s.— Doctor (at accident)—“Who—who will volunteer to tell this man’s wife that he is hurt?” Bright Guy—Get Jones to break the news—he stutters. FRIEDMAN’S MARKET Honest Quality—Fair Dealing BUTLER’S FINEST AND LARGEST PURE FOOD MARKET We forced the meat prices down and are holding them down. 120-122 W. JEFFERSON ST. Bell Phone 315 Peoples Phone 325 T II E SENIOR INI A G NET 103 For a Really Tailor-made Suit NONE BETTER IN BUTLER THAN PIRONE MOLINARO TAILORS Bickel Building Butler, Pa. FAME He was the most popular man at college when he graduated, and when he decided to conquer Wall Street, the dean wrote a nice letter of recommendation for him. The Engineering club presented him with a bronze plaque. The varsity chess champ openly admitted tnat he was a master of the King’s Gambit. The track captain combed his team for another hundred and two-twenty yard champ. The football captain said that only one tackle in a hundred would develop like he did. The baseball captain realized for the first time in four years what it meant to be without a dependable short-stop. The coaches agreed that he was the best all-around athlete the campus had seen in years. The professors tried to induce him to take a post-graduate course in Histology. The college belle cried for three days after he left. The college weekly carried a full-page editorial of his activities. Ten years later, he was still a bank clerk at thirty-five dollars a week. Buy Your GROCERIES, FRESH MEATS, FRESH BAKED GOODS AND FRESH ROASTED COFFEE Bell 290-J C. E. BLACKS 240 Second St. Peoples 262 GO TO HILDEBRANDS FOR Fresh Home-Dressed Meats and Pure Lard 135 NORTH MAIN STREET BUTLER, PA. 104 THE S E A I O R£XfA GSET HEADQUARTERS For School Supplies and a Complete Line of Sporting Goods. SPALDING’S ONLY Lichty’s Book Store 241 S. MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. ♦ ♦ Just My Style Expresses what all the fellows are saying about the portraits we are making for them at our Studio. The latest finishes and not hard on your pocketbook either. The Perry Studio 144 S. Main St. This famous painter met his death. Old Lady—“Say, Pilot, stop this plane Because he couldn’t draw his breath. a minute, please.” —Drexerd. Pilot—“What for? —B.H.S.— Old Lady—“My Willie just climbed over the side.” Young Lady (telephoning)— Oh, Doc- —B.H.S.— tor, I forgot to ask you about that eye medicine you gave me.” “My supper’s coldT’ Doctor—“Well?” He swore with vim, Young Lady—“Do I drop it in my And then she made it eyes before or after meals?” Hot for him. ♦ t The Evans Manufacturing Co., Ltd. Manufacturers of Gas and Gasoline Engines—Metal Foundry BUTLER, PA. ♦. ♦ McDowells Laundry and Dry Cleaning Peoples 21 Bell 150-W 405 South McKean Street ♦_______________________♦ SINCE 1903 We have consistently and unerringly followed the policy of dealing only in absolutely reliable jewelry retailed at an honest and conservative profit. Ralston Smith HALLMARK 125 South Main St. THE SEN 10 R € f A G N E T 105 McBRIDE DECKER The Best Place to Buy Curtains SOME OF THE ADVERTISED LINES WE SELL THE ORINOKA MILLS SUNFAST DRAPERIES KIRSCH FLAT CURTAIN RODS QUAKER LACE CURTAINS AND NETS JUDD AND KRODER BRASS RODS BROMLEY LACE CURTAINS KAPOCK SUNFAST SILK DRAPERIES CRETONNES—TAPESTRY—VELVETS—REPPS—VELOURS McBRIDE DECKER 126 SOUTH MAIN STREET THE PLASTER ()E PARIS COURT Francois Itchi, slick court barber Of the stately Paris Palace, Worked upon the royal monarch, In the regal barber chair. First he rubbed the royal whiskers In a way that pleased llis Highness, Who just had to grin all over, For it tickled him immensely. Itchi greased the regal stubbles Well with mayonnaise and mustard Whilst he talked on timely topics, Mostly ladies, wine and music; Or else women, songs and liquor; Or else girlies, jazz and whisky; And he shaved the stately fuzz, too, In a very courteous fashion. Till somehow his razor hand slipped And he cut the royal neck off— Oh, Mon Dieu! Nothing daunted, Francois Itchi Grabbed a piece of new court plaster. Brand new court—now, mind you— plaster, With it sealed the royal head back, And so slyly did he do it That the king was none the wiser, And the barber kept on shaving— All the time! —Punch Bowl. IF YOU ARE ONE OF BUTLER’S PARTICULAR DRESSERS, COME HERE FOR YOUR NEXT SUIT, OVERCOAT OR HAT WM. ROCKENSTEIN 141 S. Main Street BUTLER, PA. 106 7 E S 1: X I () R HkI A G N E T -----------------♦ Jno. S. Wick Son Men’s Wear NIXON HOTEL BLDG. _________________♦ M. A. BERKIMER FUNERAL DIRECTOR 245 South Main St. Prompt Service TEN STORIES IN ONE The fire raging hot within, bad cut ofj all escape. The little girl, ten stories up, stood shrowded in her cape, The fear struck thousands down below, stood staring at her tlTere, She was helpless, they were helpless—all they did was stare. There she stood, dear reader, ten floors above the ground, A tiny, shrinking little girl with no escape around; But the multitude was staring so she forgot her cares And bravely stepped back from the sill and calmly used the stairs. —Phoenix. THE SENIOR {MAGNET 107 108 T II E 5 I: N I O R (M A G N E 7 Buster Quality SHERMAN’S BREAD is Best YOUR GROCER HAS IT INSIST ON GETTING IT ♦---- —____________________-5 The student in his track suit stood, The maiden’s laugh was rippling— And turning to her friend she said: That's what they call a stripling.” —b.h.s.— ORCHESTRA HONS I le—“When 1 left you last night after having kissed you, I composed a beautiful little ballad.” She (several hours later)—“Well, darling, tomorrow you will be able to compose a symphony, won’t you?” —Octopus. THIS DESERVES A CUFF I’ve made a great discovery. I’ll tell Darwin, I think— looked under my bureau and hound the missing link. —B.H.S.— “That reformer means well, but I have my doubts about his after-life.” “How so?” He’s so narrow-minded there won’t be a halo in heaven small enough to fit him.” —Punch Bowl. SOUTH SIDE NURSERY CO. £itt Jjfilouierfi, plants 359 CENTER AVE. F. A. LEITH, Mgr. Butler, Pa. 7 H I: SUN I OR DA A G : T 1(H) VACATION DAYS will soon be here and you will have rest from your book studies. During these days resolve to make the acquaintance of a bank book. Lay aside something of every dollar you earn during the vacation season andyou will have no regrets for your action. Besides having ‘pin-money’ for the school season, you will also have learned the lesson of thrift. Butler Savings Trust Co. Butler, Pa. no T HE SENIOR fM A G N : T «♦ ♦ The Girl Graduate will find this store a great help to her in selecting her graduation clothes. Frocks, Hats and Accessories; everything she may need, are here in plentiful displays. Reiber’s The Store Accommodating Phone 205 ” ----------------—♦ J. I. REICHARD | FUNERAL DIRECTOR Successor to The Roessing Co. SPECIAL AMBULANCE SERVICE Bell 89-J Peoples 143 I listened attentively. Of course, I really didn’t expect anything different— out of the ordinary—however, it might happen! A half-hour passed. I awaited with every nerve tense—alert. Finally I heard a low buzzing, an indistinct murmur as of far-off voices. Then dead silence. Fifteen minutes passed, and then a vo:ce broke the stillness—a voice, sharp, shrill, surly. Just what I had vainly hoped would not happen. The operator had given me the wrong number again! —b.h.s.— An unconfirmed rumor states that due to the advent of loud skirts from Paris some two hundred college comics are going to fail for lack of material. —JfcSTfcR. —b.ii.s.— “I stole a march on them all right,” said the kleptomaniac as she walked out of the ten cent store with a sheet of music in her muff. ♦ -------------------------♦ REED’S Whitman’s Chocolates “RUN TO REED’S” ♦ ♦____________________________ 7IIE SENIOR £M AG N I: 7 111 ♦ ♦ SUPERIOR ICE CREAM SAFE MILK THE RIECK-McJUNKIN DAIRY CO. NOW A BUTLER INSTITUTION DIFFERENT BUTTER + _. UNFAILING SERVICE ♦ Will— Is'nt that great. We have a ‘22—“l-resh, what is on at the movies man on every base.” tonight?” Lill—‘‘What’s the difference, Bill, so ‘23—“Wm. S. Hart, in ‘Nothing.’” have they?” —Widow. ’22—“Anything else on?” —B.H.S.— '23—“Yes; 1 think the lights will come What ever trouble Adam had, No man in days of yore on between reels.” Could say when he had totd a joke; B.ll.S.— “I've heard that one before.” Chollv—“Do you know, there’s only —Burk. one practical joker mentioned in the B.H.S.— Bible?” Yassar '25—“It tells here of the death Percy—“And who. pray tell, was he?” of my old friend, Dart Yaleson—peace Chollv—“Why, old stick, it was Sam- to his ashes.” son. His last joke brought down the Ditto '24—“Oh. is that where he house.” went?” —Voo Doo. —Cornell Widow. ♦ T Bell 964 Peoples 181 HARVEY J. GEIBEL FUNERAL DIRECTOR 201 E. Cunningham St. Graduate Embalmer ♦ — ♦ 112 THE SENIOR ZMAGKET STANDARD STEEL CAR COMPANY T II : S F. O R f f A G N H T 113 NEW SUMMER FOOTWEAR WE ARE SHOWING EVERYTHING NEW THAT IS GOOD. A. Ruffs Son If the shoes come from Butler’s largest and Most Ruff s, they II wear. Progressive Shoe Store Maggie—“ I he garbage man is here. sor.” Professor (from deep thought)—“My! My! I ell him we don’t want any.” —Tiger. —b.h.s.— Soph.—“What’ll we do?” Senior—“I’ll spin a coin. If its heads we go to movies; if it's tails, we go to the dance, and if it stands on edge we’ll study. —b.h.s.— She is the greatest stickler for politeness. Why, she won’t even have a compass in the house.” Why not?” ‘ Because it points.” Absent-minded Prof.—“Didn’t you have a brother in this course last year?” Student— No. sir. it was I. I'm repeating the course.” Absent-minded Prof.—“Extraordinary resemblance, though. Positively extraordinary.” —b.h.s.— An undersized Italian was married to a strapping German woman. Recently he received a black hand letter which read: “If you don’t give $1,000 to our messenger who will call Sunday for it we will kidnap vour wife.” Me replied promptly—“I do not have the ¥1.000, but your proposition interests me greatly.” KEYSTONE PIPE SUPPLY CO. HEADQUARTERS FOR Oil, Gas Well and Mine Supplies, Tanks, Etc. THE S E A' O R A f A G N E T FISHER BROTHERS Fancy and Staple Groceries Fresh and Smoked Meats COR. E. PEARL AND MONROE STS. BOTH PHONES When ice cream grows on Macaroni trees. When Sahara’s sands grow muddy; When cats and dogs wear li. V. Dees, That's the time I like to study. —Sun Doger. —b.h.s.— 1-rosh—“Will you give me something for my head? Druggist—“I wouldn’t take it as a gift.” —Medley. BUTTER They never met but once, They never met again, Tor she was a simple Jersey cow And he a railroad train. —Jester. —b.h.s.— You all make fun of our bobbed hair, Let’s hear you laugh, old dears, But funnier, still, is the female male Who wears sideburns below his ears. —Lemon Punch. ANDERSON’S RESTAURANT 201 CENTER AVENUE ALWAYS OPEN NUF CED THE S E V O R f f A G N E T ----------------------- FOR BETTER SHOE SERVICE NEWEST STYLES AND LOWER PRICES ALWAYS The Guaranty Shoe Store MORRIS-KOSCHIK CO. 116 E. JEFFERSON STREET “Look'ee Garge. didn’t I tell ’ee my hoy would make the folks sit up open their mouths when ’ got to Lunnin?” So you did, and, has he done it?” Aye, ’Eve started business as a dentist.” —8.H.S— Captain—“Ahoy, there; let go the anchor.” Sailor (near the anchor)—”1 ain't touched it yet. —Lampoon. I saw her on the hill one day, Beneath a shade-tree sitting; I tried to catch her ruby eye;— She only kept on knitting. We met. I loved. On bended knee I set my marriage trap; With blaming eye, she said to me— “Get of] my yarn, you yap! Oh. there was never grief like mine On earth or in the pit; Since this fair queen, of ruby eye To my fond hopes said Knit. Kodak Season is On Are you having trouble getting good pictures? Are your pictures sometimes blurred, indistinct or a total failure? Bring your camera in and we will gladly help you find the trouble. We put the “Snap” in Snapshot. You take ’em, we finish ’em. Star Art Studio J. L. “BOSS” WILSON 116 7 II E S E N 1 O R £M .4 (; N E T The Nixon Hotel SIMEON NIXON. Prop. BUTLER, PA. ODE TO A JANITOR 0 Janitor I envy you. The rich constructive work you Jo, You have accomplished something, when. Your hall clean-swept at half-past ten. You take yourself away to reap The harvest of a well-earned slecf Itut l the rubble that one finds In half these adolescent minds, Is littered fast and hard and thick, 1 sweep, I sweep, but still there stick— Cobwebs and dross; and after all. They never gleam like your swept hall, Nor show achievement like the floors Of your successful corridors. —College Campus. —B.r.s.— We editors may dig and toil, f ill our finger tips are sore— Hut some poor fish is sure to say, “I’ve beard that joke before. —Penn Punch Bowl. -----------------------------« Peoples Phone 485 THE BEST OF FRESH AND SMOKED MEATS BUTTER AND EGGS Inn Meat Market 308 EAST CLAY ST. ♦_____________________________♦ Bayer— lie kicked me.” Referee—“Why didn’t you kick him hack.” Baver—“Then it would be his turn.” —b.h.s.— Drip— Have you heard about the new B. V D. orchestra?” Drop— No, but why B. V. D.?” Drip— Oh, it’s only one piece. —Lord Jeff. —b.h.s.— I’ve never seen a purple cow. .4 nd never hope to see one— Hut by the purple milk we get. m sure that there must be one. —Chaparral. —b.h.s.— Mr. Summerville (In Arith.)—“Filbert, what does 728 cu. ft. divided bv 231 cu. ft. give you? F. Yost— The number of potatoes.” (Meaning bushels.) H. C. Johnson Son TIRES KELLY-SPRINGFIELD GOODYEAR SEIBERLING ATLANTIC GAS AND ACCESSORIES RADIANT FIRE STOVES ON THE SQUARE ♦----------------------- ♦-------------------------♦ BUTTER AND EGGS FLOWERS FOR ALL OCCASIONS Butler Florists “The House of Service” 216 S. MAIN ST. BUTLER. PA. ________________________♦ THE SEMI OR MAGNET 117 The Bank Back of You is an important factor in planning your future business career. You can’t be too careful in making a selection. This Bank furnishes every banking service and affords likewise, that assurance of safety brought by the combination of Federal and State supervision. Guaranty Trust Company ns__________r HE SENIOR -!M AON E T_____ ........................................ REMEMBER It is not what you EARN that counts so much as what you SAVE Get the Thrift Habit” THE SOUTH SIDE NATIONAL BANK FAIRVIFW AND CENTER AVENUES ♦_______________________________________♦ THE RIME OF THE FOOLISH DISK (Apologies, etcetera.) It is a dear, old Senior, And he stoppeth one of three; By the funny face, the green dink cried, “Why in Hades, stopst thou me? I crave from thee a lucifer. To light my weed, quoth he; Crave all thou wilt, the dink replied, But crave thou nought of me. What is they name, thou beardless loon? He holds him with his eye; The sage makes note in healthy tone, Days and weeks pass by. Eftsoons upon ye olde towne square; The dink on soap-box sate— Hair, hair everywhere, Rone on his foolish pate. —b.h.s.— “God moves in a mysterious way”— when we get through High School. ♦.............................................« CAMERAS SUPPLIES FRAMES THE ZUVER STUDIO H. S. SHEFFLER, Proprietor Portraits By Photography PEOPLES PHONE 1268-L 215 S. MAIN STREET BUTLER, PA. t_________________________________________ ♦ COMPLIMENTS OF McBride decker 120 THE SENIOR r M A G N E T MEMORIAL DAY OPENING ALAMEDA PARK Patriotic Pageant—400 People AUSPICES Y. W. C. A., BUTLER, PA. CONCERT DANCING SPECIAL ATTRACTIONS “What salary do you except?” asked the prospective employer. “At first,” was the modest student's reply, “Just enough to live on.” “You expect ten) much. 1 can’t use you.” ---J UGGLER. ---B.H.S.— Bob Steele (Talking in astronomy class aboijt eclipses)—“That reminds me. The other night, I went to see a girl and there was a total eclipse of an electric light bulb. Oh, boy, aren’t eclipses wonderful?” -----------------♦ The Arlington ROOMS Arlington Hotel Building BUTLER, PA. ►-----------------♦ Peoples Phone 381 Bell Phone 819-J Butler Hardware Company 121 SOUTH MAIN STREET HARDWARE PAINTS SPORTING GOODS ♦------------------------« Akron Battery Tire Co. 114 E. WAYNE STREET AKRON STORAGE BATTERY GUARANTEED TWO YEARS TIRES AND TUBES REPAIRED CORONA CORDS ♦________________________♦ BASIS Who is EASIS? Don’t you know? She is known in every city on the continent—a prominent character and all too popular. Who is this that goes bv the name of E.A.S.I S.P Who, indeed, but “English As She Is Spoke.’’ In many a guise is she wont to appear. In humble garb, mayhap, where the thoughtless coal heaver gives tongue to them things that ain’t ought never to’ve been said.’’ There you say, is Easis’ favorite haunt—where the people know no better and care less. Ah, very true, gentle grammarian, but turn to the life of the “educated” gentleman and see in what subtle manner Easis comes into his surroundings. Glance at the sketch of the Business ♦------------------------♦ Butler Specialty Shop 113 E. CUNNINGHAM ST. Phone 1248- K : AUTO ACCESSORIES SPORTING GOODS FISHING TACKLE RADIO SUPPLIES ; CANDY AND CIGARS ♦----------------------- --------------- BUY YOUR RADIO APPARATUS FROM Earl Grohman RADIO DEALER GROHMAN’S DRUG STORE 109 N. MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. Man’s day. Scarce has night rolled away, with its shadows, when he awakes —for he “hears the alarm go off”—on a picnic, perhaps. When breakfast is served, down the stairs he goes, “head over heels”—really just as if he had never done it any other way. Seated at the table, he looks pleasantly around at the members of his family, and with a happy smile, announces that he “feels like a soft-boiled egg this morning!” After having satisfied his hunger and smoked his cigar, he realizes that “the house is rather cold.” Will he then put a blanket on the poor shivering domicile? Oh, no! A far simpler thing than that. I le descends to the cellar and “shakes the furnace till, forsooth, its very grate teeth rattle. ♦----------------------------♦ GREERS Law Offices ; BUTLER CO. NAT’L BANK BLDG. BUTLER, PA. John B. Greer Thomas H. Greer ♦----------------------------♦ 122 7 IIE S E N I O R af A G N E T CLYDE N. WATSON WILLIAM B. FERGUSON WATSON FERGUSON (THE AGENCY OF SERVICE) INSURANCE OF EVERY KIND DISTRICT AGENTS NORTHWESTERN MUTUAL LIFE INSURANCE CO. The Greatest Dividend Paying and Lowest Net Cost Company Let us be your insurance advisers. Peoples 714 Bell 361 McClung Bldg. 231 S. Main St. BUTLER, PA. ♦_________________________________________________♦ DOGGONE Our language is a strange affair, it does not quite connect. You say a thing and mean it not. hut yet it is correct. A girl’s vacation was at end. she cried: My off is all.” A base ball player gets a hit but vet he hits the ball. A little boy will throw a stone; the stone will bean a man. The man in turn will throw a fit—you say he’s kicked the pan. “There goes the bell.” a student yelled. “Went where?” another cried. Gingham changed from red to white is classed as being dyed. An augur bores a hole in wood, the wild boar bores the ground. Lounge li .ards are an awful bore—as many girls have found. A piece of cash ♦--------------------------- MICHAEL AMENDOLIA Tailor Shop 137 East Jefferson St. BUTLER, PA. ♦ __________________________♦ is called a crown; and crowns are worn bv Karls. Jack Dempsey crowned the Frenchman—Jack’s crown is full of curls. And so it goes from A to Z, our language is a farce. You sav a man is bald of head, you mean his hairs are sparse. Skunks have scents that put you— where cents will make you well. You’ve often heard these famous lines—they’ve sense, but what the L? O, has her went? O, have she gone? Or, have her left we all alone? Us cannot go to she, ller cannot come to we— How can it was? A New ESSEX 1095 Roomier, Finer Looking and Smoother in Action Greater beauty, comfort and riding ease are striking characteristics you will notice in the new touring model of the Essex. Seats are widerv giving more comfortable accomodation to passengers. Wider doors, admit freer entry and exit. New type oil-cups, quickly and cleanly filled, replace bothersome, messy grease cups. Thes' are a few of the things, which, in addition to the improved Essex chassis, make the present model the finest Essex has produced. Its price attraction is unequalled. Touring, $1095 Coach, $1345 fl Freight and Tax Extra VARNUM WILLIAMSON Some of the New Features Wider seats Wider doors Beautiful drum-type lamps Flanged crown fenders Oil-Cups—clean and convenient, instead of dirty grease cups Thief-proof Lock, approved of by insurance companies 124 THE SENIOR TM A G N E T ♦--------------------------------------—♦, BUTLER NEW CASTLE W. J. OFFUTT CO. We solicit your patronage with quality merchandise at unusually low cost prices. Butler’s leading store for Floor Coverings, Wall Paper, Dry Goods. W. J. OFFUTT CO. ________________________________________J DIALOGUE—AS SHE IS DID Archibald—“One look into those amethyst eyes of yours and 1 want to die.” Bella Donna—“Well, look away then, and see if I care.” Archibald—“Look away; then I could not die.” Bella Donna— Don’t get excited; 1 meant look into mv eyes and die.” Archibald—“You know that 1 love you, that 1 am starving my soul for you.” Bella Donna—“Yes; and starving me like your soul.” Archibald—“Then is all lost? Have my efforts been in vain?” Bella Donna—“Yes, in a humorous vein.” Archibald—“Then certainly you are joking.” Bella Donna— 1 joke! Never!” Archibald—“You don't know how sad you make me.” Bella Donna—“1 couldn’t have made you as sad as you are.” Archibald—“Then I go. Give me back them beads.” SOMETHING NEW IN BUTLER A new kind of Soft Drink—Delicious, wholesome and refreshing. We serve home trade, Feeds or Banquets in any quantity. Try it: you’ll be delighted. We furnish outfits for serving our drinks at small expense. Your patronage respectfully solicited. A. and C. Drink Co. 121 E. CUNNINGHAM STREET THE SENIOR EM A G N E T 125 J. H. WELSH SON BUS LINE FROM STREET CAR STATION, BUTLER, FOR SLIPERY ROCK AND POINTS NORTH. ALSO CARS FOR PARTIES AND PICNICS Phone 100-A Peoples SLIPPERY ROCK, PA. Bella Donna—“What! And leave me here to freeze?” Archibald—“ Then you have deceived me. Give me my watch. I must have money. If you craved for me at all you’d take your dress off your back for me.” Bella Donna—“That's just what I did to catch you.” Archibald— Then I must die. Let me gaze into your eves.” Bella Donna—“Never. D’you think that I, one of the produest daughters of an ancient lineage of Soap Pounders, would ever let a mere millionaire look into my eyes? Never!” Archibald—“Then all is lost. I go. ” (A shot is heard.) Bella Donna—“What was that?” Voice Off Stage—“Hiss Rolls-Royce backfired.” Bella Donna—“Call him back; 1 forgot to get that from him, too.” (Curtain—Complete change of beads.) —Scalper The Butler Business College “THE SCHOOL THAT GETS RESULTS” 31ST YEAR BEGINS SEPTEMBER 5, 1922 A. F. REGAL. Principal Peo. Phone 271-K Bell Phone 420-J ♦---------------------------------------------♦ Anti-Skid Chains Tires and Tubes Ford Parts Gas and Oil DAUBENSPECK AUTO SUPPLY AUTOMOBILE ACCESSORIES 116 W. CUNNINGHAM STREET BUTLER, PA. At Your Service from 6:30 A. M. to 8:30 P. M. Closed Sundays. ♦_____________________________________________♦ 126 ■Till-: s e n lo k nr a g n e t A NNOUNCEMENT The Coal Operators Sales Company McCLUNG BUILDING, BUTLER, PA. FORMERLY THE CHAS. S. BYGATE COMPANY, PITTSBURGH, PENNA., ANNOUNCES THE REMOVAL OF ITS OFFICES TO BUTLER, PENNA. THIS CHANGE WILL RESULT IN BETTER SERVICE BY ENABLING US TO BE AT ALL TIMES IN DIRECT PERSONAL TOUCH WITH OUR MINES AND SHIPPING POINTS. THE COMPANY WILL CONTINUE TO SELL THE ENTIRE PRODUCTION OF OUR OWN MINES. ZENITH NO. 1 ZENITH NO. 2 VICTORIA NO. 2 MAPLE FURNACE SPRING VALLEY NO. 1 BUTLER NO. 1 THE SENIOR {MAGNET ♦ 4 1 ♦ T MAJESTIC BUTLER’S BEST THEATER JOHN C. VOGEL HOME OF PARAMOUNT Frames and AND FIRST NATIONAL PICTURES MUSIC BY ORCHESTRA Pictures of Distinction ♦----------------------------------------------.♦ ♦___________________________________________-— BLACKMORE SALES AGENCY OFFICE FURNITURE BANK EQUIPMENT BUSINESS SUPPLIES BLACKMORE BUILDING BUTLER, PA. ___________ SCHOENER’S PASTRY SHOP H. F. SCHOERNER, Proprietor High Class Bakery Products PEOPLES PHONE 1648 119 E. JEFFERSON STREET THE MUTUAL LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY OF N. Y. The Oldest Life Insurance Company in America Paid Policyholders in 1921...............$95,239,239 Received from Policyholders in 1921______$91,379,899 Death Claims paid in 1920................$30,633,483 Death Claims paid in 1921................$27,770,218 Issues up to date Life contracts, with agreement to pay double the face for accidental death—no age limit—and Waiver of Premium and Monthly Income for sickness or accidental disability, before age 60. W. M. PURDUM, District Manager, 208 Butler County National Bank Bldg. Butler, Pa. 128 7 II E S E Y 0 R r j A G Y li J THE UNIVERSAL CAR Buy a Ford and Bank the Difference COUPE $580 F. O. B. DETROIT Most For Your Money No other car of this type is priced so low—no other will give you more real motor car value—more convenience, more comfort, more dependability than a Ford Coupe. Equipped with electric starting and lighting system, demountable rims, extra rim and non-skid tires all around, it makes the ideal enclosed car for business or for pleasure. Reasonably prompt delivery. Terms if desired. Mclntire Motor Company 1II E SENIOR DA AGN E T 129 COMPLIMENTS OF Geo. Walter Sons ALDERMAN DAVY FLOUR, FEED AND FIRST WARD BUILDERS’ SUPPLIES Both Phones BUTLER, PA. THOMAS A. MORRISON Choice Bakery Products Both Telephones 112 W. CUNNINGHAM STREET CARSON ENGINEERING i CONSTRUCTION CO. ROOM NO. 18 REIBER BUILDING BUTLER, PENNA. BUTLER AUTO SUPPLY CO. 133 EAST JEFFERSON ST. GAS OILS ACCESSORIES AUTOMOBILE REPAIRING AND STORAGE CORONADA AND GOODYEAR TIRES ‘ WE ARE NEVER CLOSED” McCONNELL-THOMSON COMPANY DISTRIBUTORS FOR Westinghouse Batteries 112 EAST DIAMOND STREET BUTLER, PENNA. Peoples Phone 436-K Bell 518-J W. H. WATSON HIGH GRADE TEAS, COFFEES, SPICES AND GROCERIES. “Quality with Courtesy” 128 E. Wayne St. BUTLER, PA. 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