Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 148 of the 1925 volume:

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G. ___________________ EDITORIALS: GRADUATION—E. L. F_______________________ WHAT NEXT?—Frank Demyanovich_____________ MY EDITORIAL—F. A. R._________ _ WE DARE YOU TO READ THIS!!—L. C. B. THE VALUE OF AN EDUCATION—N. M. W._______ TREES—Howard Doner_______________________ AND WHY ART?—Robert Walker___ THANK YOU ___________________________ CLASS TALE ___________________________________ ATHLETICS_____________________________________ CLASS NOTES __________________________________ MENU__________________________________________ ADS AND AD EDITORIAL__________________________ ____5 ____8 ____10 ____13 ____15 ____18 ____20 ____22 ____23 .27-43 _44 _45 _45 .47 .46 .47 .47 .48 _49 ._50 .50 _51 _51 _51 _52 .52 54 .58 .67 ..71 . .82 Loyalty, faithfulness, sympathy, industry, and vision! To our loving instructor and advisor who to us is a synonym for these virtues, MISS MARY McNEES of the Butler Senior High School Faculty, this volume is affectionately dedicated by the Class of January, 1925. Week’s Experience Howard Britton I was sitting in the lounging room of the club one evening last fall when my old friend Bob Merri-weather came in and made himself comfortable in a chair beside me. Mr. Robert Merriweather is quite a business success for a man of thirty-two. His own parents are dead, but he lives with a widowed aunt who gives him a mother’s care, and treats him as if he were a boy of sixteen. “Say, Bob, what’s wrong? You don’t look like yourself,’’ I said, for he was rather pale and worn. “Well, old timer,” he replied, “I’ve had a hard run. This is the first evening I’ve been comfortable for a week.” “What’s the matter?” I asked, “Trouble at the office? Come on, get if off your chest.” “No, nothing wrong at the office. It began last Monday. I came home from work and found a trunk in the hall. That looked suspicious, so I found Aunt Mae upstairs tearing a bed-room inside out, and asked her where the company was.” “The company,” she said, “will arrive about five-thirty. I just got word that my niece out west is sending her daughter here for a few days. It seems that the young lady has spent a year in some college out there, but they have decided to send her to one of the big eastern schools, and she is stopping here on her way east. You will have to entertain her, Bob, for I’m entirely out of my element with the young things.” “Man, have you ever run up against a flapper?” asked Bob. “Only when a crowded elevator stopped too suddenly, or on similar occasions,” I replied. “Well, the young lady arrived,” continued Bob, then paused as if slightly dazed. “And she was a flapper?” I asked, just to get him started again. “She was—as I said, she arrived, more or less like a cyclone, and it wasn’t long before I saw that Aunt Mae hadn’t the slightest idea as to what to do with her. We had dinner, during which Marion informed Aunt Mae and me of the various states of health and happiness of our mutual relatives. When we had exhausted that subject, Aunt Mae was distinctly 6 THE SENIOR MAGNET stuck, and I was almost in the same fix. I used to think that I had a fair understanding of modern slang, usually being able to make out whatever the office boy tries to tell me; but the line of disconnected words that girl could talk was downright marvelous. I decided that, since Aunt Mae would have to bear with her all the time I was at work, it was up to me to take care of her in the evenings. I suggested that perhaps she was tired from her trip and would wish to retire early. Tired? Not she. The only time she got tired was on the morning after. That being the case, I took her to the theatre.” “The evening was a distinct novelty for me. I spent the intervals during which she was quiet enough for me to hear myself think, in trying to figure out how she got that way, and whether the rest of the crowd that looked about like her were really as bad off as she.” “One night wasn’t bad, but the second evening grew monotonous; and after three nights of it, her line was very much on my nerves.” “I came home early Thursday evening and as I was hanging up my coat and hat, I heard Marion and Aunt Mae talking in the next room. Neither had noticed my arrival, and I was unintentionally eavesdropping. Marion was speaking.” “Yeh, I really should beat it tomorrow, but Bob hasn’t proposed yet. I’ll have to stick around till he flops.” “I gathered from Aunt Mae’s reply that she thought the girl was joking. She hadn’t been out three evenings with Marion or she would have known better. I slammed a door to announce myself. “I determined after another desperate night, that although the Lord only knew how glad I would be when the girl left, Marion’s vanity would never be tickled by my proposing to her. Work fortunately being lax at the office the next day, I was trying to rest my head by glancing through a magazine. Suddenly 1 came upon advertisement which held an inspiration. The ad contained a sad story of a man who was not popular because of one thing. It ended with a trite sentence to the effect that the insidious thing about halatosis was that your own mother-in-law wouldn’t tell you about it. Now, unpopularity with a certain person was what I desired above all things. I started systematically through the magazine for other ideas on how not to be popular. I found some others I thought would do. You see I couldn’t make myself deliberately disagreeable to Marion while Aunt Mae was around, so I had to find some other way to get her to dislike me. That night we were to attend a ball for the benefit of one of Aunt Mae’s pet charities. I smoked some of the rankest cigars I could find and otherwise developed a fine case of halatosis. But the cigars gave me a headache so I stopped at a drugstore on the way to the ball and asked for a box of asperin. The clerk, making change for another customer with one hand, handed me a box with the other, and I swallowed a couple of the tablets as I hurried out of the store. As I was stepping into the car beside Marion, it occurred to me that those asperin tablets had tasted queer. I pulled the box out of my pocket and read a label extolling the virtues of “Breath of Spring Breath Purifiers.” We arrived at the ball. One of those ads I had read assured everyone that only graceful dancers could hope to achieve popularity. I intended to show Marion some of the worst dancing possible. I soon discovered that the girl followed so well that it THE SENIOR MAGNET 7 was an impossibility to step on her toes. I managed however to disregard entirely the time of the music with this result.” “Oh! How originally you dance, Bob. I just love that syncopated step.” “Nothing marks the amateur dancer more than to slip on a turn. The next turn I made I threw one foot out so that by all rules I should have skidded beautifully. Did I slip? I did not. Some flapper like Marion probably felt lost without the wad of wrigglemint on which my toe had caught.” “After the ball we dropped into a restaurant where I pulled my coup d’etat by ordering chicken salad. “I just adore chicken salad and I haven’t had any for ages,” said Marion. “I reached for a glass of water.” Here Bob paused in his recital of woe. After due time I gently asked, “And how did you finally lose the dear little thing?” “Keep it under your hat, old man, but I want you to be best man. Sometime next June. You will, wont you?” “Of course I will and consider it an honor. Congratulations and all that.” 8 THE SENIOR MAGNET A Day of Rest By Agnes Snyder. The click, click, click of Virginia Dunn’s typewriter was the onlv sound that broke the stillness of the office. The warm August sun beat mercilessly down on the roofs of the nearby buildings. Virginia looked up from her work. It was so warm, and she had so much work to do. She sighed. But such wras the life of a stenographer. She gazed idly out of the window and yawned sleepily; finally her head fell slowly and rested on the desk. At that instant the door opened and Tom Randolph walked in. “Say, Virginia, how about a little spin in the country? It’s so warm, and you’d enjoy the country.” “I’d love to, Tom, but look at all the work I have to do. What would Mr. Fleming say?” “It’s all right with him,” laughed Tom, “I saw him before I came here. He said, ‘Sure, go right ahead.’ ” Well, then wait ’till I powder my nose and I’ll be right with you.” Tom was Virginia’s fiance. The two had been engaged for nearly three years. Virginia had set the day for the wedding several times, but on each occasion had changed her mind and the wedding had been postponed. The two seated themselves in the little green roadster and were soon speeding toward the country. “Watch out for traffic cops” cautioned Virginia, “You’ll never be satisfied until you are arrested for speeding.” Tom laughed. “Wouldn’t that be a scandal ?” Virginia leaned her head back and breathed freely of the pure country air. How refreshing it was! “Where are we going?” she inquired as they came to the Evergreen road, “I suppose to the Roadside Inn as usual?” Tom did not answer, but instead of steering his car to the right when he camo to the country club, he continued to go straight ahead. “Where are you taking me?” asked Virginia, not in the least caring. “This isn’t the way to the Inn.” “Well, Virginia, I shall tell you. Just sit back like a nice little girl and listen attentively.” “You know, dear, we have come to no conclusion during the last year in regard to our wedding. You have been wearing the same old diamond for three years now, and I think it’s about time to wear a new’ ring, and besides”— “But Tom,” broke in Virginia, “you know I shall marry you in just a short time. Mr. Fleming hates to see me give up my position and”— “Position or no position—you know I want you. Virginia, and I can’t wait any longer. Just think of it! Three long years of waiting and no results. But the point is that I am going to marry you right now— this afternoon. That’s where we’re going now.” “Why Tom,” said Virginia, surprised at this new tone. “You needn’t be so excited over it, let’s go to the Inn.” “Inn nothing,” said Tom, “we’re going to be married. I have the ring here safe in my pocket.” His fiancee gasped . Could it be possible that this was the gentle Tom who had always before meekly agreed to postpone the wedding when she suggested it? THE SENIOR MAGNET 9 “Tom Randolph, I don’t understand at all. You came to the office as a meek lamb to take me for a pleasure trip. Now you’re raving like a lion and just forcing me to marry you. I guess I—” “Don’t be angry, sweetheart,” begged the love-sick man, “Please give your consent and marry me now.” Virginia thought for a minute. “I suppose 1 might as well if you are so insistent.” “Just say ‘yes,’ and I’ll be happy,” Tom pleaded. Well, Virginia did say ‘yes’ and the little green roadster almost hit a tree. Tom brought the machine to a stop in front of a large old-fashioned red building. “Here’s where the minister lives, darling. All off for the wedding.” Before Virginia had had time to catch her breath, Tom had helped her out of the car and they were both standing before the minister. In a few minutes they had promised to love, honor and obey each other “until death do us part.” “I’m so happy, 'Pom,” said Virginia. “You can’t make me mad,” laughed Tom, “I’m just that much happier.” “Oh look, Tom! exclaimed the new bride as they turned down Ah-mer street where Virginia lived, “There’s the whole neighborhood to meet us. I wonder how they know.” “I wonder,” echoed Tom in puzzled tones. As the car drew up to the curb in front of the Dunn home the friendly neighborhood began to shower rice on the newly-weds. Rice, rice, and more rice! “Tom, they’re smothering me! I can’t breathe!” cried the terrified girl as the rice fell around them. “Miss Dunn, I am ready to dictate.” “What? Where?—Oh, yes, it’s rice.” Virginia jumped to her feet. “I guess I must have dozed off for a few minutes.” ‘Dreaming of rice?” queried her employer. “Well, yes, I think it was rice.” Virginia looked at the third finger of her left hand. No wedding ring was there—only her solitaire sparkling alone. That night she told Tom her dream. “Gee, I wish it were a reality instead of a dream, Virginia,” he remarked. The dream seemed to have some effect on Virginia because Tom s wish came true. THE SENIOR MAGNET Adventures! Graham Fithian “Harry, what do you say we take a little trip into some far off country! I’m really serious now. I must get away from the daily grind.” “Well, drawled Harry, “I don’t know. I’m beginning to feel that way myself. Lay out the course.” For several months Ralph had been suggesting the trip,—partly in fun, but largely in seriousness, until now, less than a month since his last suggestion to Harry, the two boys were aboard a cruiser nearing Gwader, a small seaport town on the west coast of India. Harry McCarter and Ralph Ashton were two boys who had lived side by side, who had fought and made up with each other, who had graduated from college together, two years previous, and were, needless to say, the best of friends. Harry, who had been playing in the Castle orchestra nearly every night since his graduation from high school, found himself rapidly growing discontented with this night work, tired of the crazy mobs who paid, and paid well, for the privilege of dancing to the tantalizing tunes of his saxophone. Ralph, who worked, more to help pass the time away, than for his living, always had been anxious to travel, to see the rest of the world. So, finally, his convincing and pursua-sive manner had found him a traveling companion, only natural though it should be Harry. India—the land of different people, the land of dense forests and the land of all dark and deep mysteries, was naturally the place that the adventurous Ralph would choose. A1 so on account of his father’s influence, they could gain transportation free of charge to this part. Upon landing at Gwader, Ralph was at last satisfied and Harry also was beginning to feel the presence of the same spirit which haunted Ralph, namely, the desire to participate in an adventure such as one reads about. Leaving the two boys at Gwader, we next find them at Lenore, a small town some six hundred miles to the north and west of Gwader. Lenore, a typical town of about six thousand people, was situated in the midst of a huge dense forest. People dressed in their characteristic manner, gathering each evening and bringing gifts of food and drink, which they placed at the foot of an immense effigy of Buddha, and then knelt in long and fervent prayer to this, their God. One evening while watching one of these ceremonies, the two boys noticed not far away, a young fellow, a white man, an English man—and true enough it was Edmond Staler who had graduated in their class in high school, and who had played with Harry for some time in the Castle Orchestra. Needless to say, they were so completely overjoyed that from the ordinary spectator’s point of view, it was hard to tell which ones were the most ridiculous, —the natives, bringing their offer; ings to the Gods, or the action of the three boys. After telling their respective adventures and talking over past times, the conversation finally narrowed down to one adventure in particular. Edmond had some very interesting stories to tell since he had been in that country about eleven months, but one especially interested Ralph and Harry. It seems that Edmond was living, at the time, in a small town by the name of Mono- THE SENIOR MJGNET 11 pilor about one hundred miles west of Lenore. Here he had made some very staunch friends among the natives, since he could talk the Hindu language, and secondly, because he was an Englishman. He would en tertain the people for hours sometimes by playing his saxophone. Natives by the hundreds gathered around to listen to him play One day, one of the natives who was his servant, told Edmond that the natives suspected him of being some supernatural person. These natives, much given to superstitions, thought that some wicked God was trying to destroy their faith by talking through this strange instrument. Further, the natives that evening, secretly planned to set fire to Edmond’s hut after he had gone to bed. So as soon as darkness fell, Edmond, work ing on the hint of the servant, gath ered his belongings and fled to the woods. True enough, about midnight, the house suddenly burst into flame. Edmond came from Monopilor to Lenore where Harry and Ralph found him. Here he got another servant who also seemed to take an interest in the instrument. One day, putting Edmond’s hut in order, the servant came across the saxophone, and was very much interested in it. The brightness with which the silver glittered in the sunshine and the strange noise, had never been experienced by the native. Edmond noticing the servant’s admiration, took advantage of it and donated it to him for some service which he had performed, but not without first warning him of his own narrow escape in Monopilor. The servant proved to be a very intelligent pupil, for in a short time he had succeeded in learning how to get a sound, yes, several very wierd sounds from it. Then one day, the servant disappeared, also the saxo- phone. He did not return, nor had any one seen or heard of him. “Very strange, but, what of the God, why the bringing of food every evening? Why the long and excited prayers and all the commotion ?” asked the inquisitive Ralph. “Well, that’s queer also,’’ said Edmond. “There has lately been a series of rumblings, groanings, and so forth, coming apparently from the God. Well, the people, nor I, either, cannot explain it. I think it is just the way the wind strikes the monument, especially the head, which it appears is hollow. The natives place food for their God there in the evenings, and in the morning it is gone. There seems to be a story current among the natives, that the God is angry over the actions of the people, and that this is a warning to them. They place food there in order to please him. This food, though, disappears at night. I think the explanation for that is that the animals of the forest detect it, and after dark take it, for bones and the like have been found on the ground. But of course it would be folly to voice these opinions to the people.’’ The monument to which Edmond refers is a huge figure of Buddha, on a base about forty-five feet square, about fifteen feet high, and tapering to about twenty-five feet at the top. The figure of Buddha topping it is about thirty-five feet high, other dimensions in proportion. The head is a huge affair, the eyes looking over the land for miles. At the rear there appears to be an opening, but it is not certain because no one dares to climb to see. There is a certain hearsay that anyone attempting to climb the image itself, will instantly be struck dead. This is strengthened by the fact that a tourist a short time ago attempted to climb it and immediately fell dead to the ground. 12 THE SENIOR MAGNET This aroused Ralph’s curiosity to the utmost. That rumblings should continue to come from day to:day, that food and drink would disappear from the top of the pedestal, seemed unbelievable. His curiosity continued to such a degree until one day he pursuaded Harry and Edmond to accompany him to the opening in the back of the head of the image. Not being stopped by the many warnings of the natives, they started to ascend the image. Slow but surely they climbed to the opening, Edmond disappearing into it first, and followed by Harry and Ralph. Here they found a large room, containing three pieces of furniture, namely: a table, a stool, and a sort of bed. On the bed— Awakened by their entrance, the man jumped up from the bed and was about to jump from the opening when Edmond recognized him as his servant and caught him. His story was short and simple as follows: Afraid of being killed for playing the instrument if he remained in the village, he had climbed to the room which he had heard about in Buddha’s head. Fnding this a suitable place, he fixed it to suit his needs, and there he played and practiced. Descending at night, taking his choice of the finest of foods, throwing the rest to the ground where animals soon found them, he returned and played or slept. The boys descended and Edmond told the natives that the anger of the God would be overcome if they would simply follow his instructions. The servant returned to Edmond’s hut where he was not molested for playing, but instead was admired much by his fellow friends. When the three boys left Lenore, the natives gave a great feast to “the men who had soothed the anger of the Gods.’’ THE SENIOR MAGNET 13 I Beg to Contradict You By 1nta Savander The rain beat against the windows. A Celtic maiden stirred the frying potatoes loose from the bottom of a blackened skillet. Perhaps, she thought with a sigh, perhaps now it was raining back in Ireland, too; and Patrick would be driving home the cows and King George would be walking at his side. Don’t imagine the lofty Britain would be driving home the cows of an Irish peasant! King George was the brightest dog that ever lived. And perhaps old Father Reilly would be a-ringin’ of the vesper bells down in the village church. Father Reilly—with his solemn robes and his tiny black cap, slightly frayed at the edges by time and the strong fingers of joyous children. And perhaps,—a step on the stairs, a lilting voice with a touch of irony, “Every morning, every evening; Don’t we have fun!” And she burst into the room! A conglomeration of red and brown—such sunny serge! Bedraggled, its true, but the light cf battle in the hazel eyes and the haughty high-tilted chin—“Nora Dougan, I’ve lost my job!” Her wet little hat maneuvered itself dextrously through the air and hung, gaily bobbing, on a hook beside the cupboard. Nora turned—her eyes wide, tne stirring knife held limply in her half-closed hand”—And your money, Marquette?” “Oh, the show hit the rocks and the manager beat it with the iron men, but Lola Pierson (she’s prettv keen, you know) let me have a fiver.” “Well,” and Nora smiled, “we have something.” And the potatoes crackled merrily on. This was the condition of the two lonely way-farers—one, Nora, who had left her Irish home and happiness in a fit of anger,—the other, Marquette, who made her toes twinkle for their livelihood in an uptown, second class theatre. When Nora had bumped hard into the wall of unemployment and friendlessness, Marquette had picked her up in a park and brought her home; that is, to her single room of a home. Here Nora had cooked and mended while Marquette danced to get food to cook and clothing to eventually mend. Time has passed; The jolly little “room of a home” is no more. Nora and Marquette, living in a cheap (oh, very cheap) room in a downtown boarding house, are both chambermaids in the Inn Hotel, getting a pittance in wages—and looking it. But their spirits were not crushed —much—! One day when Nora had been too ill to work, she had begun a letter to Patrick. A defiant letter, telling of her success, in glowing words. And as she began to write, from the floor above sounded suddenly a martial air being played on a violin. It rose and swelled, and slowly died, leaving its place to a melody more peaceful. The music became softer and sadder; sadder ’till the sensitive old instrument seemed about to cry in its misery. And as the music changed, so did the mood of the girl downstairs; and with her mood, the contents of the letter. The defiance shaded into truth, the truth into sad remorse, 14 THE SENIOR MAGNET blighted hopes, and misery—how the poor little letter was dotted with tears toward the end! Then the music stopped and the letter was addressed and sealed. Nora’s weary head dropped on her out-stretched arms, and soon hei shaking shoulders were rising and falling in regular rhythm. It was thus that Marquette found her. Then seeing the letter, she drew it gently from the sleeping girl’s fingers, and posted it. But when she returned from posting it, Nora was awake and in great anxiety. “Where is my letter?” she almost screamed. “I just now posted it—I thought I was helping you by sending it?” Marquette replied in astonishment. Nora sank onto the bed—she could do nothing now to prevent Patrick’s getting it—and was she sorry or glad ? She had awakened with the firm intention of destroying it. It had been that throbbing, almost hypnotizing music which had made her write as she had done. That music! That all powerful music! How often it had quieted her worries and fears into a peaceful slumber; how often it had made her forget her piled up troubles in the joy of merely living; and how it had inflamed Marquette, the unemotional, to declare, “With music like that, I could dance to fame in a night!” They had tried to find the maker of the music, time and again, but it had resulted in nought, for no one answered from the musician’s room. And no one seemed to know anything about the person, except that he was a man. Not even the landlady knew anything, which was most strange! Nearly a month later, the strangest racket was coming from the girls’ room. A man went to their door and opened it. He saw a pret- ty young girl jigging for all her worth to the most compelling jig played on a violin which was nowhere to be seen. Another pretty girl was clapping and stamping her foot in time to the music; and both were laughing the gayest sort of laugh. Ah! it was a compelling jig; and the big, goodlooking Irishman at the door couldn’t resist, so in he jigged. The music ended; the dance ended; Marquette stared; Nora rushed right into the strange man’s out-stretched arms. “Oh! Pat!” was all she said. “Well, here I been worrying sick about ye since I got that be-sprink-led letter of yours; and when I get here, here ye be jigging as joyous as if ye were in Ireland with a million o’ dollars on yer left hand, and a’ the lads in the land at yer right!” Needless to say, this was the supreme climax in Nora’s affairs, for she and Patrick were married at once. Then they sought out in real earnest the musician of the magic violin who really had brought Nora and Pat together again. Their efforts to sec him were rewarded. Pat broke in his door and found—blind and deaf —his old buddy who had saved his life twice in the Great War. Pat, with the money he obtained from the sale of a part of his land in Ireland, started in a grocery business and prospered wonderfully. He loaned his old buddy, who then was living with him and Nora, a sum of money which put him through a finishing course in violin study under a wrorld famed master. His sense of touch was also so developed that he heard and saw by it. Marquette, too, had her ambition fulfilled when she and Pat’s war buddy formed a team in which she danced to his playing. They are now universally famous, for Marquette’s talent bloomed under the inspiration of her partner’s almost living violin. THE SENIOR MAGNET 15 Horatio Holds the Bridge Frank Demyanovich Many, many years ago, so tradition tells us, there lived in a distant country a man by the name of Horatio. This man became a hero by saving his town from destruction by the enemy. This is the way he accomplished his deed. To reach Horatio’s town the enemy had to cross a bridge. Horatio stationed himself in the middle of this bridge and held the enemy at bay while his towns people cut the bridge down back of him. Eventually the bridge fell into the stream carrying many of the enemy with it. These, dressed in their heavy armor, drowned. Now this story is concerned with a modern Horatio. When this hero first saw the light of day his loving parents affixed the signature of Horatio D’Artell unto him. Now this name alone should make a romantic individual of any worthless chap. But not this one. The only romances he ever enjoyed were the ones pictured by Horatio Alger, his worthy namesake. The reason for Horatio’s not being a modern sheik was that he was too fat. Yes, gentle reader, that is the truth. When only sixteen years old, Horatio already weighed over one hundred and eighty pounds, and this excess avoirdupois scattered itself over an area of five feet three inches from the ground. So you can see for yourself that it was no small task for any Juliet to hold him in her lap for the smallest part of a minute. Eventually Horatio was ostracized from all the select societies for this one great failing of his. To say that this fat worried Horatio would be putting it mildly; for he had tried everything on the market for reducing from Walter Camp’s Daily Dozen to fasting for days at a stretch. But did this help any? Not the least bit, for the only thing that Horatio seemed to lose was the hair from the top of his head. Horatio then tried jumping rope, but fell down and jarred himself so severely that he had to stay in bed for a whole week. Next he tried boxing but his opponent was so much more clever than Horatio, that Horatio had to sport his adopted colors, black and blue, for another week. Everything seemed to run against the grain when Horatio had anything to do with it, until at last he could not boast of one good friend as everybody seemed to make a laughing stock out of him. At first Horatio was happy, cheerful, and full of fun. He was kind to man and animal alike. But later on he began to get gloomy and would wander off into the woods by himself. Soon these trips into the woods became more numerous until it was not an uncommon sight to see him sitting by a stream admiring the works of nature by himself. Now there was one spot in particular that Horatio visited the most. This was a certain green spot through the center of which ran a stream. This stream wras bordered on each side by tall oak, maple, and chestnut trees. Horatio would sit on one of the rocks on the banks of the stream and gaze gloomily into the water as it worked itself in between the rocks. Nothing seemed to please him more than just watch the forest folks at play or work. Many a time he would watch a hare bound up from near the stream towards the 16 THE SENIOR MAGNET woods and would marvel at its hopping run. Then he would watch a squirrel as it busied itself laying up its winter supply of nuts. Horatio became so well acquainted with nature that he was able to name any flower, tree, or animal. Just below this spot a freak of nature had made a great hollow into which the stream flowed. So, although the stream was not large, it soon filled this hollow with water which resembled a small pond. This pond extended for a distance of one hundred yards. The inhabitants of Marketdale, Horatio’s home town had found it very convenient to cross the stream at this point, whereupon a small bridge had been built. This bridge had for its girders two long trees which were laid across the stream. These girders were covered with small bits of lumber from the lumber mill. Now as a means of protection from falling into the stream small pieces of trees, about three and a half feet high, had been nailed to the sides of the girders. On top of these were nailed wild cherry trees, minus their branches, which formed a kind of railing over which many people would lean and gaze into the stream. These trees were chosen for their length and slenderness, and at a junction about three quarters of the way across the bridge, their natural curves brought them in towards the middle of the bridge so that only a small distance separated them. As it happened one Sunday afternoon Horatio was pursuing his way towards his particular resting place. As a short cut to this spot, he was going through Farmer Brown’s field. Farmer Brown had an orchard in this part of the field which he valued very highly. To this orchard many of the young lads of Marketdale would make a sally, now and then, and deprive it of some of its fruit. So farmer Brown was always on the watch for these lads as they damaged his trees. Horatio peacefully pursuing his way through this field, never once suspected the least bit of harm. All of a sudden he heard a shot. His heart hurriedly made a circuit of the course usually followed by the circulation of the blood, and regained its former position just in time for Horatio to see two men running towards him. That was enough. With one terrible burst of speed Horatio started for the bridge. Although he ran with all his might, the two men easily gained on him, so that when Horatio reached the bridge, they were right behind him, With one great leap Horatio reached the middle of the stream. With an other leap he was sandwiched in between the railings of the bridge. With a curse the two men pounched upon him. But tug, push, and pull with all his might and the gentle assistance of the two strangers, who evidently were in a very great hurry as they cussed, kicked and punched Horatio, he could not be dislodged. It seems that time began to get very precious to the two gentlemen as one of them clambered up Horatio’s back and vaulted over him. The other tried to follow the same example but was not too gently pulled off Horatio’s back. After the commotion had ceased, and while Horatio was still desperately trying to free himself, two of the late arrivals pushed the railings apart and freed Horatio who immediately began to sway. Seeing that he was not being pursued, he stopped and surveyed the scene. Two men were holding a third, who was handcuffed, while a fourth man was holding two rifles. After a while the men called Horatio towards them and helped him across the bridge. One of them now explained the cause of all this commotion. The two men who Horatio had thought were pur- THE SENIOR MAGNET 17 suing him happened to be two robbers. They had broken into Montgomery’s grocery store and taken a large sum of money which had been left in the safe over Sunday. These two men were being pursued and one of the pursuers had fired the shots which Horatio thought were meant for him. Hut for his being caught in the bridge, the two men would have escaped. As it was, one of them was captured and immediately confessed, giving the name of his companion who was captured in the next town. The news of the capture had preceded him to town; so when Horatio reached Marketdale, he was immediately proclaimed a hero. Everybody crowded around him. The Marshall of the town extended his warmest thanks to Horatio, while the proprietor of the grocery store had rewarded him with the magnifi-cient sum of a brand new one dollar bill. Some of the matrons of the town insisted on kissing him, while mothers, who had grown daughters, insisted on having a party in his honor. As a matter of fact, Horatio was the best attraction in the town of Marketdale for some time. But Horatio did not really begin to star until the next issue of the Marketdale Weekly Minor appeared. It was an extra telling all about Horatio’s wonderful deed, while in the very center was a picture of our young hero, fat as ever, but more popular. It seems that the reporter had slightly altered the description of the capture for it said that Horatio had turned upon the bandits and struggled with them only to have one of them escape. But what does a slight error like that matter? Any way, all we know is that the Market dale society welcomed him back with open arms, even letting him play the hero in the next play put. on by the Marketdale Social Players Or ganization. Otherwise he lived happily ever after. 18 THE SENIOR MAGNET The Treasure Regained Harvey Gibson The hot rays of a mid-summer sun glowered down on the ranch house of the Kingsley Ranch in southern Arizona. From the outside it looked peaceful enough, but one would have to look only once to discover that something was radically wrong in the combined office and living room of the house. Clarence Kingsley, affectionately called “Dad” by the ranch hands, was frantically engaged in hunting for something which he seemed to be unable to find. Finally he started for the porch and there confronted his niece, Margaret Mansfield, and his ranch foreman, Slim Walton. They were playing with the ranch pet, a five year old monkey. “Slim, were you here all morning, while I was down on the range?” “No sir, I was not.” “Well, where were you, then?” Slim glanced at Peg and then at Kingsley. “I’d rather not say just at present.” This increased Kingsley’s suspicion. “Well,” he said, “I guess I might as well tell you that my diamond is gone; and, seeing as you were the only one, besides Peg and I, that knowed where I kept it, I reckon as how I’ll have to arrest you for robbery. I ain’t takin’ no chances.” This diamond was one of great value which had been given to him by his son, Ralph, before he had died. Ralph had got it in Africa and intended to sell it, but sudden illness prevented him and he gave it to his father. He had put it in a small bronze statue, which had a secret chamber, and had left the sta- tue in his office, thinking no one would ever suspect that it was there. He had told Slim and Peg about it. Peg, who was seriously thinking of marrying Slim, turned and left without a word to either of them. Slim was off the porch in an instant and was gone before Kingsley, an old man, could reach him. The surrounding country was searched for days, but no one could find the missing foreman. He had taken his favorite horse, Gray Star, with him. Kingsley, who was a retired ranchman, now took charge of the ranch again. He loved his niece as he would a daughter. His wife was dead, so Peg was the only woman on the ranch. But, since Slims’ departure, she was dreadfully lonesome and showed it plainly. Her uncle knew the cause, but said nothing. Way down in his heart he knew that Slim was innocent, but it was his quick temper that had made him accuse him, and he was too proud to call him back again. Peg often took long rides by herself and one day, as she was returning from one, she was attracted by a loud chattering in a tree near the road. Looking up she saw “Pat,” the pet monkey, perched on a limb, talking away to something sitting near him between two branches. “Here Pat,” she called, and as he leaped down, he jarred the limb and something fell to the ground. It was the statue! with a cry, she picked it up and hastened to the ranch. “Oh, Dad, I knew Slim wasn’t guilty. Look here, Pat had the statue and was hiding it.” There were tears in Kingsley’s eyes as he took the statue. Opening THE SENIOR MAGNET 19 it, he found the diamond was still there. “I wonder where Slim was that morning that he didn’t want to tell,” said Peg. ‘‘I don’t know,” answered her uncle, but I know one thing, and that is this. I’m going to advertise for Slim and get him back here as soon as I can. I’m too old to be riding all over the ranch.” The next day signs were posted at Caroltown; the village near the ranch. They offered a reward to anyone who could tell the whereabouts of Slim Walton. It stated that he was innocent and that Kingsley was willing to take him back as his foreman again. But no one knew where he was. Then one day a letter, postmarked Caroltown, came for Kingsley. It was very brief. It read:—“Mr. Kingsley. You will find that the person who thinks before he acts generally does the right thing when ht- does a« t.” It was signed Slim. Something told him that he was to see Slim before long, and he was right. The next day, riding on the northern end of the ranch, a part seldom used, he was hailed from behind by a very familiar voice. Turning around he beheld Slim. Kingsley was a. man of few words, but the hearty handshake was enough to assure Slim that he was welcome. “Let’s go down to the house and see Peg,” said “Dad.” They did, and while Kingsley went into his office, Slim hurried out to the kitchen to find her. “Slim Walton, of all things! Where did you come from?” “Oh, I’ve been hanging around the ranch for a long time,” he said. As they talked he told her how he had hidden in an abandoned cabin on the northern end of the ranch ever since he had left. He had seen the sign in Caroltown and had mailed the letter as a joke. “But why didn’t you want to tell ‘Dad’ where you had been that day?” asked Peg. Slim blushed, but began manfully. “Well, you see, I went to town and bought a ring, which I intended to give you soon. I didn’t like to say anything in front of you about it.” It was riwvv her turn to blush, and she did, charmingly. After a moment’s hesitation, Slim went on. “Seeing as how I didn’t get time to give it to you that day, I guess I’d better do ir now.” Just then Kingsley came in with a paper in his hand. “Now see here, Slim, I know I did wrong when I accused you; but I’m willing to start over again. Here’s a contract I’ve drawn up, making you foreman for five years. Will you sign ?” He did. And the next day he signed another contract for life. It was in the shape of a marriage license. And the principals were none other than “Peg” Mansfield and “Slim” Walton. 20 THE SENIOR MAGNET James Blair—Detective Pkarle Forster Jeanne was looking for the office door marked “Mr. James Blair— Private.” She had been running through all the corridors of the funny old building and found so many doors that were not Jim’s. Jeanne had married James Blair exactly four months ago, and had been in Peking ever since. Jim had his government work to do, and so they decided to spend their honeymoon there, she grew to be delighted at its funny little crooked streets and its quaint open shops on the sidewalks. Finally, down the long dim corri dor she heard voices and one she knew very well. Running down the hall, she opened the door softly and walked in, just as Jim said, “Well, if I may, I’ll use two or three of your men tomorrow night.” The man, chief of Peking’s police, went out and Jeanne demanded the cause of his presence. “It’s just a little matter which I think may be opium smuggling,” answered Jim. As the two were walking home, suddenly Jim stopped and pointed across the street. Jeanne looked, but saw nothing but an old, very withered Chinaman leading a cat. But such a cat. It was a beautiful black cat with an unusual black coat. It had two balls of fire for eyes, and around its neck was a red ribbon. Jim said nothing till they reached home, then he told of his suspicions. “For two weeks now, every day 1 have seen that old man leading the cat. He was very careful of it, allowing no one to touch it, and seemed to be always looking for somebody to grab the cat. Then after much looking around, he goes into that little old cellar across from the office. I asked some friends about it and was told that Wo Chong’5 cat was the pride of Peking. It was the same breed as the ancient Em-porer’s cat, and was the only one in China. Then one day shortly after this I heard Wo Chong say to .1 friend, “Wednesday night at 10:30 here.” That is the reason I asked for some men tomorrow.” “But Jim, will there be any danger of shooting?” asked Jeanne. Jim answered with an air of bravado, “You can never tell in something like this what may happen, hut don’t worry about me.” Jeanne did not see much to he suspicious about an old man showing off a cat with a pedigree like that, but said nothing, and set about preparing dinner. It was Wednesday night, 10:30. The drizzling rain did not appeal much to Jeanne who, wrapped in Jim’s old overcoat, was going to follow the three men. After a very long wait, Jeanne heard Jim exclaim in the next doorway. “There goes Wo Chong and the cat now.” Jeanne looked across the street and sure enough there were the cat’s eyes staring at her. Just then Ching Lee, the tea merchant, came up and the two went into the cellar. It was rather spooky, Jeanne admitted to herself. Jim and the two men crept across the street and down into the cellar, Jeanne following as soon as the door was shut. Inside everything was dark and there was a musty odor about the place. A long hall lighted by a solitary candle, went winding THE SEXIOR MAGNET 21 into darkness, and a rat ran across to the door. Taking her courage in one hand, and the candle in the other, Jeanne started to follow the thiee men who could no longer be seen. She went in one door and out the other for what seemed hours and still did not find Jim. Seeing a door with light coming from the key-hole, her first thought was that it was Jim in there, so she opened the door and went in. No one was in the room, but she heard voices in the adjoining room. “You ask too much,” one man said, but the answer was a mumble. Jeanne went over to the curtains separating the rooms and peeking in, she saw Wo Chong and Ching Lee and the cat. Wo Chong had a basket on the table, and was saying—“If you don’t want these (pointing to the basket), “I’ll sell them to Hong Wing.” Ching Lee looked rather frightened, then said. “Don’t talk so loud. I’ll take them.” “You’ll never regret it. You will be the most honored man in China at the Empress Ball to-morrow,” and Wo Chong handed him the basket. Jeanne was standing on her tip-toes, waiting for the basket to be opened. Maybe Jim was right after all. Wo Chong undid the strings, lifted the lid. put in his hand, and pulled out —a kitten, “They have been a great secret, and will be the talk of China for years to come.” Not knowing how she found her way out, Jeanne at last got home and had just fixed her hair and picked up a book, when Jim came in, looking rather sheepish. In reality he was expecting an “I-told-you-so,” but his wife only smiled and said. “Did you like the kittens?” That was all the satisfaction he ever got of her knowledge of them from her, but when he went into his room, he found his old overcoat very wet and Jeannes shoes, also wet. 22 THE SENIOR MAGNET Easy Jack” Fred Roenigk Ex-convict No. 2541, alias, “Easy Jack Rodney,” alias Jack Rodney stood before a cheap cafe. He had been nick-named “Easy Jack,” because of the ease with which he got other people’s money. Jack had been released from prison three days prior to this, and now had but fifty cents between himself and the much dreaded bread-line Suddenly, he turned and entered the cafe. The proprietor greeted him with a cordiality that was poorly returned. Jack went to a table at the end of the room and sat down. He had decided to “go straight,” and had thus far avoided anything pertaining to the old life. This safe had been his first temptation, and he had partially weakened. The waiter approached, and appeared shocked, when an order for sandwiches and coffee was given. This was not like other times, when Jack had considered coffee as being next to sarsparilla in the line of beverages. However, his order was given due attention and placed before him, after the customary long wait. Ten minutes later, three men entered the place. Jack suddenly stiffened, then, pulled his cap well over his eyes, and slouched down in his chair feigning sleep. The men seated themselves at a table to the left of Jack and conversed in low tones. In spite of this his well trained ears caught the gist of the conversation. At eleven-thirty that evening, Jack cautiously approached a large house; crawled through one of the windows, and disappeared into the room. His small protected flash light beamed here and there about the room, but did not disclose the safe. Softly, he entered the next room. The huge iron safe stood in a corner. Jack knelt down before it and turned the dial slowly. Five minutes later the safe-door swung open. He removed two long, flat envelopes and closed the safe again. The next day, the following appeared in the papers:— “BIG BOND THEFT.”—At a late hour last night, the police received a mysterious phone call which resulted in the capture of three well known crooks. They had opened the safe, but denied knowledge of the whereabouts of the bonds which are still missing. Mr. Chester, owner of the bonds, placed their value at one-hundred thousand dollars. “Easy Jack Rodney” smiled to himself, as he read this. Indeed, he was very happy, because he had just secured a good job. And it was an honest one at that! Still smiling, he made his way to the home of Mr. Chester, and asked to see the gentleman. He was regarded suspiciously, but presently the servant returned and ushered him into the large drawing room. Jack told him the story of his over-hearing the three crooks. He then explained that they had framed a joh on him, and he had been arrested, and that he had sworn that he would even the score some day. Then he told of his removing the bonds, and approaching the far corner of the room, he lifted the rug up. Two long flat envelopes lay on the floor. No, Jack didn’t marry the rich man’s daughter. He didn’t have any! THE SEMOR MAGNET 23 Faith’s Faith Ruth E. Greene Faith Drummond was her name, and she lived with her sister in one of the many rooming houses of New York. Her sister Elaine worked in the office of a large manufacturing company. Faith did not work though. No. She was a cripple due to an accident in which she lost her parents It had been five years since Mr. and Mrs. Drummond, Faith and Elaine had left their little home in Evansville, to visit relatives in Chicago. The train on which they were passengers was wrecked in a head-on collision. Mr. Drummond’s death was due to a fractured skull and Mrs. Drummond had been reported burned to death. After the bills were settled, the small sum of $500.00 was left, with which Elaine and Faith came to New York. With her slight knowledge of office work, Elaine was scarcely able to make a living. Their little room was very cozy with cheap but clean draperies. Elaine had brought a few old pictures from their home, and these adorned the walls. Their landlady, Mrs. O’Brien, was a jolly little woman. She took pleasure in doing little things for the girls. Faith was in her care all day; and Mrs. O’Brien’s two chubby children helped keep Faith in good spirits. The office in which Elaine worked was that of the Mellon Manufacturing company. She worked day in and day out, each day praying for a raise in salary and position; but the men and women who held positions above her, had been there tor years and were receiving such won- derful pay that there was nut much chance of their leaving or of advancement for Elaine. As Faith sat at the window of the room she had learned to call home, she thought of how hard Elaine had to work to keep them both alive. (This was her constant worry.) Mrs. O’Brien had taken her two kiddies to the dentist and this gave Faith a chance to think. ”1 am a hindrance to Elaine’s happiness. That young Jack Fitzgerald is wild about her and, if the truth were only known, I know he has asked Elaine to marry him; but she can’t on account of me. Oh dear God! Why didn’t you take me instead of Mother and Dad?” Tears ran down Faith’s pretty pale face. “If I had only inherited some of Mother’s talent for composing and writing stories!” Then, as if by magic, an expression of happiness lit up her face. A half-hour afterwards, when Mrs. O’Brien came back from the dentist, she found a very happy Faith. At the lapse of an other half hour, Mrs. O’Briei. left the room and her old Irish face beamed with excitement. At six o’clock a pretty sport roadster drove up in front of the house, and a young man jumped from it and helped Elaine out. They walked up to the door and Elaine turned to bid the young man goodbye. “Elaine,” said the young man, “when will you give me a definite answer ?” Elaine looked at the young man and said, “You understand, Jack. Must I explain again?” 24 THE SENIOR MAGNET The young man was about to speak when Elaine opened the door and said, “Thank you for driving me home, Jack. Good-night.” Jack Fitzgerald watched her go in, and when the door w-as closed, he turned and walked to his car. Jack was a junior member of the Mellon Manufacturing company. In the short time he had known Elaine, he had learned to think a lot of her. He saw her every day and drove her home every night from work. He did his best to get Elaine a position in the main office; but, due to facts which have already been explained, it was quite impossible. Elaine was surprised and glad to see Faith so happy. This made her feel better, and indeed, she hummed a little tune while preparing their evening meal. It was not often that Elaine felt like singing. Months passed and each day Elaine noticed the marked improvement in Faith. Days were shorter and not so hard for Elaine. Elaine couldn’t understand the sudden change. One Saturday, on her way home from work, Elaine stopped in a book store for a book for Faith. Her attention was attracted by the advertisement of a book. Upon asking the clerk about it, the clerk showed her a pretty little book bound in red. The title was “Mother’s Prayer.” Elaine opened it to the dedication page and read: “To mv dear Mother, now in the great beyond, I dedicate this book,” —signed A Plagiarist. Elaine looked through the book and decided to purchase and take it to Faith to read. She paid the clerk for it, and as he handed her the package, he remarked that “Mother’s Short Stories” was another good book by the same author. Elaine hurried home, and as she turned the corner of the street on which she lived, she was surprised to see Jack’s car in front of the house. Her first thought was, “Could anything have happened to Faith?” She seemed to run down the street and up the steps. At the top of the stairs she ran smack into Jack and Mrs. O’Brien who were coming out of Faith’s room. Elaine saw at a glance by their faces that Faith was all right, but what could it all mean? “Why, Elaine” said Jack “I just stopped in for a visit with your sister. I missed you after work, or I would have brought you home.” “Oh, then,” exclaimed Elaine, “is Faith all right?” “Why, what do you mean dear?” asked M rs. O’Brien. Elaine explained it and they all laughed. Jack remarked that a few more frights and Elaine would he a wreck. Faith called them into the room saying she didn’t want to miss anything. After Jack and Mrs. O’Brien had gone, Elaine presented the book to Faith. A look of surprise came to Faith’s eyes, and Elaine, seeing this said, “have you read this, Faith?” “Yes, you see I—er—” stammered Faith. “You see Mrs. Karmen across the hall brought it over for me to read, and 1 have just sent it back.” “Was it good?” asked Elaine? “Uh-huh,” answered Faith, seemingly in deep thought. That evening after the dishes were done and Faith was busy mending. Elaine took the book and sat down near Faith to read. “Say, Faith,” said Elaine, “things have been sort of queer lately. For the last few months at my regular whistle as I come up the stairs, i hear the rattle of paper in here, and I come in to find you sewing or knitting or reading. I did not think so THE SENIOR MAGNET 25 much of that; but then I come home and find Jack here with you, and Mrs. O’Brien. Then I buy a lately published book, and it contains the same story mother told us six years ago, and which she claimed was original. Putting two and two together. I have just decided that either you, Jack, or Mrs. O’Brien has published mother’s stories. Tell me, Faith, please! Am I not right.” Faith’s face was wreathed in smiles. “Elaine, you foxy old goose you!” said Faith. “You understand now. We kept it a secret for the last four months. I will explain. I had often wished for mother’s knack for writing stories, and never thought of having mother’s stories published until Mrs. OBrien suggested it. I got to work and wrote them out and gave them to Jack to have published. The day you met him in the hall, he brought me my first check for one thousand dollars, and—” Just then the door opened and an elderly woman entered. “My own dear little girls,” she cried as she burst into tears. Elaine ran to her side and helped her to a chair. “Mother, cried Elaine and Faith. Elaine fell to her knees in front of the woman and kissed her hand. Faith had by this time wheeled her chair to the woman’s side. Mrs. O’Brien sat with her apron to her eyes. I need not describe the scene of two daughters finding the mother whom they believed to be dead. Mrs. Drummond had been taken from the wreck to the hospital, and after months of untiring effort on the part of the doctors and nurses, she had got better, but her mind was a blank. She could not remember her name, and there were no means of identification. Two years ago she had married Dr. Stoddart, the doctor who was able to save her life, but not her memory. Up until today she could remember nothing that happened before she was taken from the wreck to the hospital. She had picked up Faith’s book at one of the stores, and that night while reading it, her memory suddenly cleared and she realized that she was reading a story that she composed and told her two daughters. She immediately inquired of the publishing company where she could find the author, and was given Jack’s address. As the Fitzgeralds and Dr. Stoddart were the best of friends, Mrs. Drummond, was sadly disappointed but, upon questioning Jack, she found that her own baby daughter was the author in question. The setting of the scene is a beautiful garden in full bloom; the characters are Mrs. Stoddart, a nice young man, Faith and a pair of beautiful grey hounds. Mrs. Stoddart is reading. The young man and Faith are laughing and talking. Dr. Stoddart makes his appearance reading a telegram. Faith runs to his side, (Oh, yes, the use of her legs was restored under the knife of her new father.) “We’ll arrive on 3:15. Love, Elaine and Jack,” read Dr. Stoddart. “Oh, Mother,” cried Faith “and it is now 3:10. Their honeymoon is at an end, and we will have our Elaine once again.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 27 28 THE SENIOR MAGNET Kenneth Amos Ken' Robert Beikert “Bob” Howard Britton “Doc” Luther Braham (( T JJ Lu THE SENIOR MAGNET 29 Frances Caldwell ft i' • � r ran me Stephen Cummings Steve” Kathryn Daubenspeck ff jr Kee Mary Emma Deakyne Mary” 30 THE SENIOR MAGNET Frank Demyanovich “Demy” Howard Doner “Howdy” Elizabeth Duane “Lib” Paul Eisenhuth “Flip” 32 THE SENIOR MAGNET George Fleming “Fleming” Pearle Forster “Skinny” Lillian Foster “Lil” Alice Friedman “Al” THE SENIOR MAGNET 33 Mildred Fulton Mid” Vesta Gallagher Dudy” Harvey Gibson Gibby” Helen Glaser Todd” 34 THE SENIOR MAGNET Maxwell Glenn “Max” Hazel Goehring “Funny” Ruth Green “Rufus” Ruth E. Greene “ T errie” THE SENIOR MAGNET 35 James Guthrie Hank” Gertrude Hohn Honnie” Laura Holly Irish” Margaret Hurley Marg” THE SENIOR MAGNET 37 John Logan ,Johnny” Grace McBride “Jets” Dorothy McCaslin “Dot” Edward McCullough “Eddy” 38 THE SENIOR MAGNET Elizabeth McDowell “Bet” Gertrude McNamee “Mac” Margaret Minteer “Reg” Harry Neale “Greasy” THE SENIOR MAGNET 39 40 THE SENIOR MAGNET Rosalie Reiger “Rose” Dean Robb “Deacon” Fred Roenigk “Ham” Ina Savander “Vidie” THE SENIOR MAGNET 41 Nelle Schenck “Nelle” Margaret Shroup -Peg” Alfred Smith “Parson” Paul Smith “Srnitty” THE SENIOR MAGNET 43 Robert Walker Bob’' Philip Walsh Phil” Nellie Walter Neir Martha Wick “Mart” 44 THE SENIOR MAGNET Just a short little verse to the faculty fair, Starting with one with bright golden hair; And going on doivn to the proffs real greyt Taking in all between; please forgive what we say. Concentrate on Miss Purvis with her kindly smile,— It is her gentle voice that makes school life worth while; And Miss Martha Orr, so stately in mein Makes us snicker and try somehow to say “Bon Sardine. ' It takes dear Miss Houston to fill us with joy, She's got much more pep than two girls and a boy; You’d best swallow your pill without any cryin , If you want to be friendly with Mary O’Brien. All Gaul, Caesar says, is put into three parts, So Miss Hepler will tell you ’most e’er the year starts; While Miss Wigton just says. “We will cancel the toys, And get right down to work like good girlies and boys.” If you tell Mr. Storey an excuse when you’re late, He’ll illustrate to you from the year '98: But if you’re so late you’re most ready to sob, Go and lay down your plea before head coach “Bob.” When is the time when we’ve been so sick With a lujiip in our throat the size of a brick; T’would not make us feel better— touch us to the quick, When we hear the melodious voice of Bob Wick. THE SENIOR MAGNET 45 know of no one who could half fill the shoes, Or make a bright light shine clearly through “blues.” Or give the best dope on which studies to choose, As Mr. Irvine; so every one giv( him his dues. I hope that the others do not feel forsaken, But really it isn't a book that I'm makin , Though we don't really sense it, way down in our souls, We know but for them we would not reach our goals. And so, fellow students, we always must strive, To bolster our pep and at least act alive; And never forget in what waters you dive, That most glorious of classes,— January ’25. THE GAME Graham Fithian To see our team come clean and win, Whatever game they’re playing in; If that's the spirit that first prevails, 'Then that’s the spirit that never fails. To play the game and lose a yard, Should make the team play twice as hard; But, if we on the sidelines start to grumble, 'They’ll lose the ball—just through a fumble. So, as we play our game in life, Someone will lose or win the strife ; If we should be on the sidelines then, We’ll whoop and cheer and help him win. SENIORS James Guthrie This, friends, is just a little rhyme, that I shall try to write, Thouh I assure you this much, that I II not stay up all night, I shall endeavor to disclose the prestige of a senior, And somehow to pick out each point, although I am no gleaner: To hope to teach to all respect, by writing this short verse To always revere Senior-folks and never the reverse. See yonder tall, distinguished lad, a-st rut ting down the hall? His pose somehow suggests a waltz, makes one think of a ball, He looks to neither right nor left, nor seems to notice things My gosh! he surely needn’t doubt he’ll get a pair of wings. And see that girl who goes along regarding not her mates, Who looks as if she’d never, ever hung and talk o’er gates? They have an all-important look, they always have some business Which must be tended to at once; they never stop to quizz us About the presidential race, and never ask us whether The morrow will be cold and wet, or will it bring fair weather. They loaf around the school all day and never get called down, The most they ever get for mischief making’s just a frown; You wonder how it’s done—I know it is most mighty strange, The answer doesn't come within my wondrous range, They seem to always loaf but still they get the best reports, And always are exempt when Bucky stoops to such. resorts 46 THE SENIOR MAGNET As sentencing a tardy boy or girl to study hall; There’s some of them, I have been told, take no exams at all. The boys flirt with the female proffs, the girls regard the males With glances of divinest love, which make hearts bend like flails: I’ve even seen a boy most bold, though surely not discreet, Come walking side by side with Air. Irvine,’ long the street. Along the halls the Freshmen always give them right of way, And look at them with envy, just as if they hoped some day That they should by some chance fill up the space that they’ll leave vacant. The Sophomores show hatred but their looks are always latent, The Juniors do as Juniors should, and though they can't ignore them, They merely speak when spoken to, we know they don't adore ’em. They are the actors in the play; the faculty get out And give to them a banquet which they tell me’s a knockout. They all dress up in funny hats that seem to me would hurt, And gowns that look to me exactly like a black night shirt. And then they come to school one morn dressed in their very best, And, well, the way they're treated you’d surely think them blessed; They give away some money and Mr. Gibson makes a speech, Each one is listening just as though it were a peach. And then our principal gets up with tear drops in his eye, And in a voice that’s husky, though I’m sure I don’t know why. He utters words I’ll not forget as long as I’m alive, Goodby, good luck I wish to you, the class of ’25.” CO MMENCEMEN T James Guthrie About the only thing you hear of now’s commencement; Your folks talk it at home; your teachers harp on it at schools You get advice about it; you hear that it’s an unwritten rule That at that time the seniors wem black gowns And idiotic caps that make them look like clowns: And each boy’s papa, and his mama too, Strut proudly round, as though they owned the earth, Confiding to the neighbors, My boy’s through.” IVell then, why do they call this time commencement? Does it not signify that every studt Has all his subjects faithfully pursued? Does it not mark completion of the high school course, Prepared at last to cope with life with force? fVe’ve passed our tests, and shown what we could do, Through gruelling process we’ve shown what we’re worth. Our futures moulded and our character too. But why be sad when time comes for commencement? You'll notice if you look around At those whose habits have been sound They seem to—well, regret that they are parting, And yet they’re surely glad they’re not just starting. They’ve found, in four long years they’ve spent in school, That school-life’s not a drudge, a curse from birth, A nd no one thinks so but a common fool. THE SENIOR MAGNET “FANCIES” We all sat on the high school stage Waiting to hear dear old V. K. rage, He ope’d a book, and turned a page And sent us all to study cage. We all liked so well to sing, We made the auditorium ring; Then, George Bob said, “thats the thing, That's peppy enough for any king??” We had a team that couldn’t be beat, To conquer the faculty was quite a feat. Twice on the topmost rung we took our seat And how did the Faculty take their defeat? Our girls’ team too, to win did strive, They worked like bees in a busy hive, They did their best and are alive Our girls of January twenty-five. We have in the Glee Clubs, a good representation, In your praise for them, let there be no hesitation; Many of the Orchestra in this graduation In the world of fame, will create a sensation. Now this short story is told, Of course we must be very bold; Were entering a world wide and cold And leaving the Faculty, no one to scold. —B.H.S.— ? Ina Savander To the land of sunshine beyond the pale Of tortured minds within a jail; To the place where thought and love are free Is the only place on this earth that I’d be. 47 There—where no nagging tongue is loose, Where one’s head is not in any noose, Where one’s soul has such sweet content— Yes, that’s the land where my steps are bent. —B.H.S.— VALE, ALMA MATER By Margaret Hurley We are sorry to leave you, B. H. S. dear. As we look back over those four short years, There we find trials and troubles we have had Are balanced by joys, that make our hearts glad. When things went all wrong, and we felt in despair, And life seemed a dull round of toil and of care, Something would happen to make our hearts rise. And the world would look sunny once more in our eyes. And so it will be, on our journey through life We will oft come in contact with sorroiv and strife; But those among us, ivho are wise will soon learn That darkness can’t last, things are just bound to turn. So we now say farewell to you, B. H. S. dear We shall oft think of you, perhaps with a tear; And the wisdom you taught, will have helped us to learn, How to bear life’s burden, 'till joy will return. 48 THE SENIOR MAGNET GRADUATION J. G. About the time a feller has to up an graduate He gets a feelin’ in his heart— somehow he seems to hate To leave this place in which four years of misery's been spent. He seems to get a feelin’ that he really should repent, Of all the things he’s done and said About our dear old high school’s head ; He didn’t use to think it mean To aim a jest at Bucky’s bean. You'll notice in his eyes a longin’, ’bout this time of year,— And if you’d catch him unawares you’d surely see a tear. Somehow he seems to realize that he’s going to miss his pals, He’ll miss the jolly fellows, he’ll miss the carefree gals. He finds no doubt what I’ve just found, That school's not bad the whole year round; He knows, I s’pose, his share of fun Will soon be through, though just begun. But maybe if the chap be wise as Solomon or Minerva, He won’t forget his high school friends, but think of them with fervor; He’ll surely stop at times, and let his mind go wandering back To high school days and think of all the pleasures he now lacks; So when he goes away to some fine prep, He'll do his darndest to get back his pep; He’ll tell his new mates—teachers too I guess— Of all the good old times at B. H. s. Yet more are glad when time conus for commencement; To some who mayhap were in-inclined to shirk It means release from studying and work. They are elated that they’re through at last And, though no one knows how, har somehow passed; But shouldn't we who studied faithfully be glad That we’ve fulfilled the trust, and tightened up the girth That binds our future9 Why he sad? After all, in the course of human events. It becomes necessary for all fine gents. Before they can enter the Horne above. They must surely part from some things they love. So my friends, just accept it as mat-of fact, Don’t weep and don’t gloat oe’r your fellows; You’re only a human for all of your brains, Don’t puff up and blow like a bellows Just because your time’s come for commencement. THE SENIOR MAGNET 49 THE MAGNET STAFF Editor-in-Chief__Edwin Fisher, Jan. ’25 Asst. Editor......Fred Roenigk, Jan. ’ 5 Literary Editors... .Nellie Walter. Jan. ’25 Phyllis Fletcher, June ’25 Alumni Editor........................ Gretchen Heineman. June ’25 School Notes Editor.................. Frank Demyanovich, Jan. ’25 Exchange Editor. .Helen Bovard, June ’25 CLASS R A. Sr.............................Edwin Fisher B. Sr..................Kathryn Oswald Joseph Shevlin A. Jr...............Newton McCullough B. Jr...........................Richard Doerr Athletic Editor.......Harold Oram, ’25 “Hash” Editors. .Marcus Rosenbloom, '25 Jack Yarnell '25 Art Editor........................Robert Walker Adv. Editors.........Graham Fithian, ’25 Newton McCullough, ’26 Business Managers.. .Luther Braham, ’25 James Hughes, ’26 Faculty Advisor............Miss Houston PORTERS A. Soph...........................Arthur McDowell B. Soph.............................Ruth Henninger Howard Elliott A. Fr................................Max Barron B. Fr.................................. D1TORIAL GRADUATION We often hear it casually said, “Well, you only graduate once. This statement is literally correct but the indifferent sentiment hack of it is all wrong. How many times, the repetition of this brief fact is merely an excuse for some inconsiderate, frivolous act! Often it is offered as an exemption from serious responsibility in the Senior year. Graduation, as from High schoo1, should be considered a rare opportunity, one to be grasped and profited by. It is a privilege which, in former generations, was highly cherished by the few who could enjoy it. 50 THE SENIOR MAGNET Why should the present generation, under such conducive influence and environment, not appreciate it to a much greater extent? In slighting this climax of our High school careers, we are not only injuring ourselves temporarily but are starting a habit which will prove a detriment for life. To carry out this assertion, wre must recognize the fact that each succeeding year of our lives is a graduation,—each being a step towards the final success or failure. Each year, we pass through a series of events which are sometimes taken in a too “matter of fact” manner. It should be remembered that more is expected of us each year and, in anticipation of this responsibility, we must look to advancement and growth with diligence. That we may not be found wanting at any graduation in life, let us consider carefully the gravity and importance of our graduation from High school. —E. L. F. —B.H.S.— WHAT NEXT?? Rages are like some stocks. They pay quarter-annual dividends or vis its. First it was the Mah Jongg rage. Everything became so Chinese-like that the cocks began to crow in Chinese, while the hens wore their tail feathers in queues. Next w e had the radio rage. This brought on the radio widows who, in reality, are only the grass widows with that verdant growth mowed off. Ladies began to wear radios for earrings while the children discarded their rubber balls for detector tubes. Some fond parents began to name their new born babies “Radio.” Indeed, this proved to be a very appropriate name for they both kept them up at nights, whether they liked their programmes or not. But as the fans grew older they laid aside their childhood playthings and began to tackle a newer fad, the crossword puzzle. The “dear things” began to leave their radio lovers and fall in love with Noah Webster. Indeed, Noah got more attention in a month than the old polygamist, Solomon, did in his lifetime. Everybody and everything became so cross that even now, we have cross teachers, cross-eyed conductors and Luther Burbank is working on a fruit which is a cross between a cantaloup and a prune. Even the streets are beginning to cross each other in a cross puzzle fashion, while the barbers will cut your hair in different crossword styles. In school, the present tense of the verb to be is conjugated somewhat like this,—“I am a cross puzzler, you are a cross puzzler, he is a cross puzzler.” The students are taking more interest in geography than ever before. They ask their teachers for the principle city of Patagonia, the capital of the Artie region, the nickname of jack Dempsey and even where “Goose” Goslin was born. And now if this crossword puzzle rage does not end soon, the human race will never be the same again, for the next generation will see things in a crossword puzzle fashion, as heredity will descend fjom one generation to another in a cross puzzle fashion. F. D. —B.H.S.— MY EDITORIAL Well, what’ll I write? I don’t know, do you? This bloomin’ editorial business has my goat, (progressively speaking). I’ve looked clear through the dictionary, combed the telephone book, and even went so far as to read six catalogues and fourteen funny papers, looking for a fit subject. THE SENIOR MAGNET 51 The head of this incomparable staff informed me to write of some thing I knew about. But shucks, that wouldn’t take no time, and would be nothin’. Anyway, if this article isn’t used for a waste basket lining, this ordeal will never happen again. I have to quit now, mv pencil point just broke. —F. A. R. WE DARE YOU TO READ THIS!!!! For the love of Mike (or any other object of adoration) get out and dig! How in the world do you Freshman, Sophs, Juniors and Seniors expect to have a real honest-to-goodness, entertaining, joy-giving school paper if all you do is shirk and kick ? Boost The Magnet, get subscriptions, get ads—be an asset, not a liability to Butler High! Don’t criticize the size or the contents of The Magnet if you have done nothing to improve it. The financial condition of The Magnet is on the up-grade. There’s a good time a’coming, help it on— you’ve heard that. It is evident that The Magnet will either fail entirely or improve. Its up to YOU, each and every individual of you, to see that it does not fail. It MUST NOT fail. What are YOU going to do about it? Get out and dig for ads and subscriptions TODAY. It won’t hurt you a bit and it surely will make you a real asset to the school. Ask your favorite doctor, dentist, grocer, milliner, haberdasher, shoe store manager—anybody at all to place his or her ad in The Magnet, or to subscribe for it. And send in material! Poems, stories, jokes, or any ideas. Each and every one of you has felt, at one time or another that you could write something in the line of poetry or prose, send in your idea—don’t be bashful—you’re all to old for that! Come on and do your bit—and do it today! You’ll never regret it! —L. B. —B.H.S.— THE VALUE OF EDUCATION Everyone is inclined to preach a little and I'm no exception, yet sometimes it helps to get it out of one’s system. I wonder what is the greatest asset we have received from our high school education? Well, to answer my question I went to several members of our class to inquire of them what benefit they had really derived from their four years (or maybe more) spent in B. H. S. The first told me that she had set for herself an ambition, the second, that he had developed his reasoning power. Another claimed that he had lost his stage-fright and had acquired poise. I had various other answers, just as worthy, such as being a good mixer and having a good time. Now, everyone has his or her own idea of what school has done for him, and if one really becomes serious and reflects he will surely state with fervor that his high school education and the four years spent in getting it have benefited him bevond mention. —N. M. W. —B.H.S.— TREES In trees we live, and move, and have our being. This sounds like a rather vague statement, but yet it is far reaching in its truth. We are in constant contact with the products of trees from our cradle to our coffin. Besides furnishing a comfortable home, large numbers of books, papers and magazines, there are also many common derivatives of wood. Wood pulp, chemically made, results in 52 THE SENIOR MAGNET cellulose and its countless products, a few we may enumerate, such as gun cotton, photographic films, col-lodin, and celluloid. By destructive distillation of wood, charcoal, alcohol, tar, oxalic, acetic and other acids, as well as paraffin are obtained. While these articles might be obtained from other sources, trees are of much more importance than to merely furnish useful articles. Besides furnishing lumber and beautifying the land, trees keep the earth from becoming a vast desert. Large groups of trees or forests regulate the flow of streams, moderate winds, prevent floods, snowslides, and moving sand, and afford protection to wild life. To a certain extent the forests regulate temperature, evaporation, moisture, rainfall and wind. Part of the rain falling upon large forests is caught by the trees and evaporated thus increasing the humidity of the air. Trees also prevent floods in the fact that falling rain soaks into the ground and is partly taken up by the roots which in turn hold the saturated soil around them. This results in not permitting a great amount of water to reach the streams in a short time which causes the occurence of floods. Forests regulate streams by the slow process of feeding the absorbed water to springs and water courses, and keep the flow of large streams more constant, a vital factor for irrigation, water power, and fresh water supplies. If our mountainous regions and other places that furnish water sheds and sources for streams, were entirely without trees it can easily be seen how, in a short time, the rushing torrents of water caused by heavy rainfall would, by the process of erosion, wash much of the fertile soil into the sea. These floods would car ry death and destruction in their paths, besides being an indirect means of crop destruction and a menace to the sanitary water supplies. Our beautiful plant life would be gone, and our wild animal life would be without sustainance and shelter. The barren mountains would soon be worn to a shifting desert of sand and rock. The destructive and disastrous results of eliminating our forest life is inevitable. America and the world can, by protecting their sylvan asset, save all. H. D. —B.H.S.— AND WHY ART? , Webster (the Noah of that branch) insists emphatically that art is the “skillful and systematic ar rangement or adaption of means fu the attainment of some end.” Webster was right! Just to prove how right he was, let us reflect. Y u all can surely remember our nne with Wilkinsburg! For nearly a wets previous, the B. H. S. artists wrought painfully but never-the-less, vigorously upon circulating papers and home room blackboards. The things they eventually pro-( duced were highly inspirational pieces of art, such as this; Tubby Smith driving a steam roller over Wilkinsburg (personified in one lost soul), and flattening out both backbone and wish-bone of the same. The game was practically won by the electrical vibrations caused by the yells emanating from the high school throng. And these yells were in spired by the enthusiasm infused into the student body by the above mentioned artistic drawings. Does not Webster’s definition prove true Meditate upon this for awhile! And think in how many ways the act oi drawing appeals to the senses, espe dally in The Magnet, to the sens of Humor. This article is merely to account THE SENIOR MAGNET 53 for the art department of The Magnet. We could elaborate to great length upon the necessity of art in domestic life, in elevating the mind, and its effect upon the moral standard of the average person, etc. But since time and space are limited, we have merely tried to impress upon you the reason and use of art in the Magnet. —R. W. THANK YOU. Some of the Staff are reaching a climax in their editorial careers,— their first “Senior Magnet.” For the writer and several of his class-mates, it is likewise the finale to their High School experience. What shaU be done next? Usually, on reaching a summit, one looks back and views his recent ascent. The view is so netimes beautiful,—at others, not so. Happily, the retrospection of the retiring members (in fact, the Staff in its entirety) proves to be a pleasant one. The cooperation and assistance of the student body has been of invaluable aid in the composing, editing and circulation of The Magnet. In whatever success may have been attained, may each and every contributor and helper consider himself a participant. 54 THE SENIOR MAGNET A TALE Ina Savander Old Grandad Fisher sat down before his bright, log fire one January evening in about the year 1970. His favorite grandson climbed up upon his knee and demanded “a story!—a true story, grandpa!” Young Eddie’s demands were always heeded—and so they were this time. This is the story that Grandad told. When I was a very young man— let me see, now; that must have been 50 years ago this month!—there was a wild stampede (one might call it) westward. It was said that a few thousand miles to the west was an ideal region of fertile ground, warmth, sunshine, happiness and more than that. The “more than that” meant gold! This region was so rich with gold that it jutted out of rocks and lay washed in streams. One needed only to recognize it and with a little digging and washing, to take it for his own. The gold fever got in my blood too, son, and so I determined to go to make my fortune. When my friends heard of my plans, a huge number of them joined me and made me their leader. All my good band voted to give themselves a grand farewell. And a grand farewell did we have! A masquerade was the form which the farewell took. I can recall but little of it, son, but that little justifies my saying that it was the loudest, most inspiring and happiest party ever. One of my band, a stocky little Dutchman by the name of Edward McCullough, tried very vigorously to reduce before starting upon our journey. To accomplish this end, he ran back and forth, hack and forth, back and forth across the room in which ou; farewell was given. And all the while he was running to and fro. he would shoot bits of cake and pa-perwads at all the girls. (Yes, son, we had many girls in our group, too, for they were as venturesome as the men, if not more so.) The bits of; cake and paper had the desired effect! Ed was chased strenuously ir■ all directions—but the only fault ini the reducing plan was, that only the girls seemed to lose any weight— our Edward remained as plump and rosy as ever! The strenuous exercise of trying to catch and chastise Ed had some disastrous effects on the facial get-ups of a number of the party. I remember one girl particularly, Nellie Walter, who was dressed and painted as an Indian. Her complexion ran (not merely walked) and settled, a conglomeration of red, black, green, orange and blue; at the point of her chin, the end of her nose and under each eye. The effect was grotesque, to say the least! And in the meantime, our famed Bob Walker and Harry Neale were aiding in the preparation of the lunch. (And such a lunch it was, too! Real, honest-to-goodness, hard cider with it. Yes, son, we drank intoxicating beverages in that day. Those were the good old days!) Back to my subject! Bob and Harry had a purpose in assisting those in the kitchen. When no one was looking, they hid a gallon jug of the hard cider in a corner and drank it all later. That was too much of a good thing for even healthy young men. We all sent flowers and went to see them in their distress, the’, THE SENIOR MAGNET 55 being Christian creatures of mercy. The party, all told, was a real success, as you may judge, and proved an incentive to the work that was to come. Well, we started—but lightly, As we journeyed, the way grew rougher and hillier. and my band grew more serious in its efforts to attain the promised land. There were guide posts along the way, tho, which helped, heaven only knows, how-much. The first sign post we came to was a monstrous one w-hich cast its shadow' the entire way from the beginning of our journey to the edge of the promised land. We did not always keep in the shadow- of this sign post which, as I recall had the word “Bucky” written on it—but we eventually came back, no matter how often we strayed. During the first tw-o years, we had exceedingly rough journeying. Only the fittest of us survived thro’ those two years. The weaker ones gave up hope and turned back. Some of them went back forever, but, happily, some wrere caught in the flood of people coming after us and, w'ith renewed courage, turned again toward their goal. In the first two years, we took tw-o rests in which our strength to do w-as renewed. Some of the strongest and most ambitious w7orked at various trades, during our respites, to aid themselves later. The sign posts were getting more and more numerous and, from old experience, we learned to follow7 them more closely. They w7ere our stay, surely, through-out the journey. The third year w7as real uphill w7ork, but wre kept on going, for w7e knew7 th gold fields and fertile land for which we were striving would repay many, many times all our hardships. We had worked so hard for nearly tw-o years and a half, that all felt we should celebrate our persistency and approach to our goal, in some manner. We dressed in our very best and gathered together in a harmonious group to play and sing and forget all our troubles. And those who before had been separated from one another by the all-absorbing work and had grown strange, w-ere made acquainted once more. Son, in the hilarity of that party, wre decorated the sign posts, as many as possible, and the shadow of the greatest one with strings of safety pins, in signi-cance of their relations to us; that is, in safely conducting us ever onward. For no posts pointed back—none! After our fun, we worked w-ith more zeal until the time for one annual rest. To begin this, we gave a dance that w-as a dance. Ah! those were happy days in spite of all adversity. As I was saying, son, we gave a dance. We invited everyone around and held it in the shelter of many trees, under which w-as a great, smooth space. On the day of our dance (we also had a picnic supper afterward) the clouds poured forth bucketsful of H2-0. (That’s water, son.) But not a spirit was dampened. We danced a whole lot more until time for lunch. What did w7e care even if the rain came thru’ the roof of our shelter in a couple places. The gayety was so high that it w7as con-tageous and even the orchestra (which we found along the way and which gave us the idea for the dance) caught it and became good, which is very unusual with orchestras. The arrangement about lunch was, since we men supplied the music and the dancing partners, that the girls should prepare the lunch. But in the excitement and rain, they forgot lunch entirely, so w-e also supplied that. Which only goes to prove the women couldn’t get along without us men, after all, regardless of all their talk. (Now- don’t run and tell you.r grandma I said that, son!) After our rest w7e w7orked like 56 THE SENIOR MAGNET beavers scaling almost perpendicular sides of mountains and fording swift streams, But as we went on, we became quite skilled in mountain climbing and other such feats of skill. It certainly proved true that “practice makes perfect.” We weren’t by a long ways, but we did improve, I will say. We finally reached the “last long mile.” Did we work! We did! Then we saw the last part of our journey before us, a gently-sloping, green plateau. We had reached the edge of the promised land. We all stood in stillness, each thinking his own thoughts and looked far over the shining country, lying before us to do with as we would. It was so full of opportunity that we could but gaze and plan the future. The thought of the “Great Tomorrow' overwhelmed us. Then, to celebrate our journey end, and our life’s beginning, we held a great feast, son. One thing fol lowed another in the way of enter tainment. We played until we were tired—rested—and played aeain. We were so happy together! But we had to part, so, as I can remember it, son, we parted on the 16th of Jan-i uary, 1925, each to follow his own path and give his best for he gift cf the promised land. THE SENIOR MAGNET 59 m u .n, J— If Si Or CLASS ATHLETICS Although our class can boast of only three letter men, still at one time or other during its four year stay at Butler High school it has boasted of many more. These cither graduated before us or by various other means have departed from our class. Among these men are Oram, Caldwell. Geyer, Jamison and Kirkpatrick who have earned their B. Two of the others though they have not earned their B as yet are Braun and Horwitz. Among the ones who have tried out for the various teams but have not earned their letters are Neale and Braham. Both of these lads have played on the varsity but did not get into enough games to earn their letters. Both have played guard on the varsity football team. McCullough To Edward McCullough goes the honor of being the only two letter man in our class. Edward earned his letters in baseball and football. Edward was varsity guard on the football team and his toe has added most of the points scored after touchdown. He is known for his persistent attempts to make the various varsities as every year he has gone out for all the sports. DONER Howard Doner earned the winged B on the first track team ever produced at Butler. Howard’s best bets were the quarter-mile and half-mile runs, although at one time or other he has thrown the weights. He earned his letters as a member of the mile relay team against Beaver. Howard had also tried out for the football team but was forced to quit on account of an injury. DEMYANOVICH Demyonovich has not figured much in varsity competition as he is mostly known in class basketball. He earned his letter by playing center field on the baseball team. THE SENIOR MAGNET 61 THE CLASS CHAMPIONS Our class can boast of two class championship teams. These two teams also accomplished the feat of defeating the faculty in both postseason games. The first time our team won the class championship was in the season of 1922-23. The team was composed of Braun and McCullough, forwards; Horwitz, center; Caldwell and Demyanovich, guards; with Kelly, Braham and Kirkpatrick as utility men. This combination was the first team to defeat the faculty, winning by the overwhelming score of 32-12. This was accomplished mostly by the great work of Braun and Caldwell, the former starring on the offense with eight field goals while “Doc” starred on the defense. The faculty team was made up of the following players: Roenigk, Hogg and Gresh, forwards; Coach Mclsaac center; Jenkins and Schattsneider, guards. Again as B Seniors in 1924 the class repeated its feat of the previous season. The lineup of the team was slightly changed. Oram having replaced Braun at one forward while Jamison alternated with Demyanovich at guard. This year the team met stiffer opposition and an extra game was required to decide the championship as the B. Juniors were tied with us at the end of the regular schedule. In the extra game we defeated the B. Juniors by the score of 14-10 due chiefly to the wonderful playing of Horwitz. In the game with the faculty the team showed its real calibre. Hopelessly outclassed in the first half the team came back and lead by McCullough with five field goals, the faculty was defeated only after an extra period was played. The extra period was made possible by the iron nerve of Roenigk who shot two fouls just before the bell rang tying the score at 29 all. The score of this game was B. Seniors 30, Faculty 29. The faculty boasted of the following men on their team. Roenigk and Wiggins, forwards; Mclsaac, center, Dufford and Schattsneider, guards; Nevins, utility. The record of the team for its two years of supremacy in the class basketball league follows: 1922-23 A. Soph ... ...21—B. Senior .... 8 A. Soph ... ...13—A. Fresh .... 6 A. Soph ... ...19—A. Juniors . ... 2 A. Soph ... ...12—B. Soph ...10 A. Soph ... ...23—B. Juniors ... ...12 A. Soph ... ...32—Faculty ....12 1924 B. Seniors . ...20—A. Soph .... 0 B. Seniors . ...20—A. Seniors .. ....12 B. Seniors . ...22—B. Sophs ..... .... 7 B. Seniors . ...Id—A. Juniors .. ....11 B. Seniors . ...11—B. Juniors .. ....12 B. Seniors . ...14—B. Juniors ... ....10 B. Seniors . ...30—Faculty ....29 Extra period. THE SENIOR MAGNET 63 FOOTBALL REVIEW Considering the calibre of their opponents Butler High school has had a very successful football season, winning seven games and losing only two. The teams that were able to take the measure of Butler were New Castle and Sharon, while the teams that bowed under the superior playing of Butler were Mars, New Brighton, Ellwood City, Taren-tum, New Kensington, and Wilkins-burg while Grove City forfeited to Butler. The total number of points scored by Butler were 146 to 99 for their opponents. Butler’s backfield stars were Oram and Gallagher. Both of these men played a hard steady game during the whole season. Oram and Gallagher also tore off long runs in every game time and again, bringing the ball within scoring distance. The other stars of the backfield were Hep-ler, Graham, Schneider and Nevins before the latter two were injured. On the defense without a doubt “Tubby” McDowell was the outstanding luminary of the team. ‘Tub’ broke up play after play with incessant regularity. He smeared the opposing backs before they reached the line. If the W. P. I. A. L. should happen to select an all-star team “Tubby” should make center without any opposition. The other stars of the line were Captain Smith, McDonald, Prigg and McCullough, who did all the placement kicking for the extra point after touchdown. As a whole the team commanded by Captain Smith was very good. The line was fairly heavy and fast. It was a hard line to pierce as no team seemed to be able to make any substantial gains through it. The backfield although very light and without a plunger of the calibre of Carlisle nevertheless always rose to the occasion when required. Gallagher did most of the punting and passing, occasionally helped out by Hepler. The record of the team for the season is as follows. Butler 25—Mars 0. Butler 28—New Brighton 6 Butler 0—Sharon 26. Butler 15—Ellwood City 13. Butler 0—New Castle 34. Butler 49—Tarentum 0. Butler 1—Grove City 0. Butler 7—New Kensington 0. Butler 21—Wilkinsburg 20. Total— Butler 146, Opponents 99 64 THE SENIOR MAGNET THE SENIOR MAGNET 65 GIRLS’ BASKET BALL TEAM On Mar. 7, 1924 the B Seniors Girls’ basket ball team met for the first time and Harriet Nor-rington was elected captain. It was decided that the team would get in every minute of practice possible. The first game was set for March 17, and the B Seniors were scheduled to meet the B Sophomores. The eventful day finally came, along with St. Patrick’s day. A few of the stars became a wee bit stage-frightened but this was soon knocked out of them by the B. Sophomores. The Seniors kept their score ahead during the entire game. At the close of the second half a very victorious bunch gave the B. Sophomores a cheer. The following were the participants of the game. B Seniors—16 Norrington ... RF Ellenberger ... LF Kamerer C Greene SC Friedman RG Graham LG Referee: Dufford. Subs: McDowell for Ellenberger. The next game was set for March 26. It was not quite so easy. B. Seniors and A. Seniors clashed and a very heartbroken bunch cheered the opponents after the final whistle was blown. There were no hard feelings however, but it was hard to lose the second game of the season. The lineup for the fracas was: B Senior A Senior—6 Norrington ..RF............ Dunn Ellenberger ..LF......... Shannon Kamerer .......C........... Mateer Greene ........SC...... Whittaker Graham ........RG.......... Tiberi Friedman ......LG...... McKinney Referee: Reed. Subs: Savander for Ellenberger; Ellenberger for Graham. This ended the season for us. The A Seniors won the championship but the B Seniors enjoyed it all, as though they had won two champion- ships. The entire team, with the exception of M. Graham, will graduate with this class. THE SENIOR MAGNET 67 A LONG JOURNEY A student’s four years at High school can be likened to a journey over the arc of the rainbow. In both cases a reward awaits the one who completes this journey. At the end of the rainbow is the proverbial pot of gold, while at the end of our High school career the reward is what good we have derived from it. Many who start on these journeys never complete them while others do not receive their full share. The colors of the rainbow represent the different students. Some colors of the rainbow are more bright than others. So with the students. Other colors are more conspicuous than their neighbors. So with students. At any rate they all go to make up one compact body. What good would be accomplished if all persons had the same will and brain power? Your neighbor would not compromise so readily to your opinion as he would were he as smart as you. Consequently it would be a hard thing to accomplish any purpose whatever. But it takes a man out of the ordin- ary to make people believe in his opinions. It is these men who have done the most for this world although many have suffered extreme rage and humiliation for it. But as they were men strong of will as well as brain they stood by their persons and in the end were praised for it. CLASS NIGHT On Tuesday, January 13, 1925, promptly at fifteen minutes after eight, the orchestra entered upon the first strains of our Class Night program, As a second number Edwin Fisher did his duty as president of our noble class, in explaining to the public that we were going to entertain them with some thing radically different from the ordinary run of Class Night performances. Of course the audience was duly impressed by the originality of what was to come as Edwin proclaimed it in his best style. But as some of us, who had read the production, caught 68 THE SENIOR MAGNET from behind the curtain snatches of that famous oration, we wondered if the general impression might not be changed by the time that interested group of friends had heard the whole. By this time the curtain had risen to reveal Paul Eisenhuth, the Duke of Grefranturkia, leaving his palace with an air of ennui. His jester, Graham Fithian off the . stage, failed to amuse H. R. H. with the oft repeated tale of the jealous mother-in-law and His Honor was becoming slightly testy. Just at this critical moment Luther Braham, a strolling minstrel came along and temporarily soothed H. R. H. by the sweetness of his song. The relief, however, was but transitory and Duke James soon began to clamor for more entertainment. This time his magician came to the rescue and told him of a far off land where the famed class of January 1925 was amusing its parents and friends. By means of a magic carpet the whole retinue was transported to this noted performance. The drop was raised to reveal the class sitting on the stage with Kenneth Amos in the foreground reading a newspaper and apparently waiting for some thing good on the radio. The jester, having lived hither-to in a century several previous to ours, was immediately interested in the same and helped Kenneth to give the class some information about themselves. Kenneth finally got the radio tuned in in time to get the stock quotations and weather reports and in good time the children’s bedtime story. Edward McCullough was responsible for the first but had to give way to Lily Key for the second number. Edward then announced a selection by the orchestra so that the stage might be arranged for our next number. At this time Elizabeth McDowell and Raymond Find- ley showed the Duke pictures from the album of the former. H. R. H. marvelled at these wonders of the camera but, since he was of a musical disposition, asked if there were no musicians in the class. Accordingly Helen Smulovitz, Helen Glaser, Mildred Fulton, Mae Kramer, Paul Smith, Philip Walsh, Howard Britton Louis Oesterling and Ina Savan-der showed him everything that could be done from Beethoven to modern jazz. Ramah, the court magician, now offered to enliven things for the class by some of his famous tricks but since his audience was somewhat more sophisticated than he, his exhibition did not take as he had expected it to. Howard Britton then said he would show them some real stuff in conversing with the spirits but when Alice Friedman appeared, it was evident that he was rather a fake. Alice did succeed in getting into communication with them—the spirits—and with the assistance of James Guthrie, for the time being transferred to the heavenly shore, told the class some interesting facts about their futures. Duke James, who had been highly pleased with this show of ability remarked that he wished to reward his entertainers and sent his court fool for a bag of gifts which the magician had transported from Grefranturkia. As he did not know the names of the class, he asked the president for some one to distribute them. Howard Doner and Kathryn Daubenspeck were suggested as being suited to this task and performed the duty admirably. The Duke felt that he had not sufficiently paid his hosts and hostesses and therefore made out his will on the spot, leaving all his valuables to the members of this class and their friends. A song by the class closed the program which we, the members of the Class of January 1925, will THE SENIOR MAGNET 69 remember long after the audience there has forgotten that there ever was such a year or such a class. The program was written by the following members of the class: Graham Fithian, Fred Roenigk, Frank Demyanovich, James Guthrie, Nellie Walter, Lilly Key and Ina Savander. __B.HS.__ COMMENCEMENT On the evening of January 15, the Class of January ’25 presented its Commencement Night program. The general subject of the evening was “Touring Scenic and Historic Pennsylvania.” This included the Retrospective Modes and Ways of Travel, besides the present main highway and forest reservations of the state. As usual the music of the evening was under the supervision of George Bob Wick. The following were the speakers on the program : The Salutatory. The Retrospective Modes of Travel—Lewis Oesterling. The William Penn Highway— Ina Savander. The Perry Highway—Luther Braham. The Lincoln Highway—Frank Demyanovich. In the Heart of the Black Forest—Nellie Walter. The Pennsylvania Highlands— Helen Glaser. The Valedictory Off the Beaten Paths—Dean Robb. —B.H.S.— THE MERCHANT GENTLEMAN On the evening of January 4 and 5, the Senior classes of Butler High school presented their annual play. This was the four act comedy entitled “The Merchant Gentleman,” by Moliere. The play deals with the period of Louis XIV and all the action happens in the Drawing Room of Monsieur Jourdain’s home in Paris. The action occupies the period of one day. Monsieur Jourdain, the merchant gentleman, craves to achieve a higher rung on the ladder of society. To gain this end he decides to marry his daughter Lucille to a Marquis. So as not to be out of place in the select circle Monsieur Jourdain hired masters to teach him the various arts. Monsieur is made the butt of many jokes because of his ignorance while many humorous incidents occur during his lessons. Monsieus Jourdain is also fleeced out of some money by a Count who poses as his friend and who is continually borrowing money from him. The Count makes Monsieur believe that a Marquise is infatuated with him, causing him to buy her many presents of jewelry which the Count gives to the Marquise as his own. A Grand Turk now arrives on the scene and asks Monsieur Jourdain for his daughter’s hand. Monsieur consents to this after the Turk bestows a title, Mamamouchi, upon Monsieur Jourdain. This title is bestowed after a magnificient ceremony. Madame Jourdain and her daughter are dumbfounded when they hear of this attempted marriage but everything turns out well when the Turk turns out to be the real lover of the daughter in disguise. Luther Braham as Monsieur Jourdain portrayed his part to perfection and time and again was applauded for the uncanny ease with which he slipped through the difficult parts. Luther should become a great actor some day. Gretchen Heineman, as Mme. Jourdain, also played her part so ex- 70 THE SENIOR MAGNET ceptionally well that to see Luther and her going through their parts one would really think they were married. Katherine Turner, as Lucille Jour-dain, and Mildred Fulton, as the servant girl, acted so natural and felt so much at ease on the stage that Fred Roenigk put in a hurry up call for Cecil B. DeMille. As a reward for their faithful services Lucille marries Cleonte, played by Willis McDonald, who disguised himself as the Turk and bestows the high sounding title on M. [ourdain. Nicole, the servant, marries Covielle, valet to Cleonte, played by Kenneth Leetch, who is the originator of the scheme to bluff M. Jourdain. Elizabeth McDowell, as Dorimene, a Marquise, had the difficult part of being made love to by the awkward M. Jourdain and unconsciously receiving his gifts. Eventually she marries Dorante, her most beloved Count, portrayed by Roland Bauer. The Count is the person who by flattery borrows a great amount of money from the merchant. Edwin Fisher, Graham Fithian, Wilbur Baldinger, and Marcus Ro-senblum as the Masters of Music, Dancing, Fencing and Philosophy, stage a fight which would do honor to even the most hardened actors. Jack Yarnall, as a tailor, and Joseph Shevelin, his apprentice, stage a scene all their own when they endeavor to fit M. Jourdain with a coat. Paul Eisenhuth, Ina Savander Alonzo Russell and Harriett Slear dance a minute for the special hen-!': of M. Jourdain. James Guthrie and Lillian Foster sang a duet portraying the love of a shepherd and shepherdess. Th-shepherdess wishes for a lover who can give her more than the scant' needs of life, but finally consents to the wishes of the shepherd. The rest of the musicians were under the direction of Leland Gregg a pupil to the music master. These musicians were Alexander Horwitz Hunter Calderwood, and Fausta Mr Cain. The big hit of the evening was the initiation of M. Jourdain into s high Turkish office. The Turks Anthony Trecisse, James Perifano John Staples, and Howard Britton, besides the Turkish Dervishes, William Reitz and Fred Roenigk went through a very realistic Turkish ceremony, including the “Allahs” and “Iocs.” This scene was easily one of the best ever performed in Butler High School. Frank Demyanovich, aided bv Clarence Keefer played the most dig nified parts of the evening. These were the parts of the lackeys. Taking everything into consideration, the play was a real success in all departments, acting, singing, playing, and costumes. THE SENIOR MAGNET 71 Mildred Fulton could keep quiet for 5 minutes. Graham Fithian will ever be good. George Fleming will always be a quiet lad. Kathryn Daubenspeck will always take good pictures. Nellie and Ina will keep on being good chums. Nelle Schenck will ever stop vamping the boys. Edwin Fisher will always write Editorials. Lillie Key will always “love” Roland??? Mr. Hogg will keep on saying “spead louder, we can’t hear you.” Miss O’Brien will ever stop yelling “Out of the cloak rooms, girls.” Any other class will be as bright as January ’25. Agnes Snyder will be always small. The Latin students will always use horses. Hazel Geohring will always wear his ring. Bob Walker will always be a good artist. Paul Smith will ever stop being jealous of Lucille. —B.H.S.— WHAT WE HAVE IN OURCLASS A Doner A Shady Glenn A Log an Lots of Holly Kennedy’s Pop A cream Puff A Mint eer A Robb er A Wick Oester ling (Oysters) A Hazel Nut. 72 THE SENIOR MAGNET CHEMISTRY TABLE CHEMICAL ELEMENTS Iodine ............. Saccharine ......... Blast Furnace....... Laughing Gas ....... Asbestos ........... Ammonium ........... Artificial Ice ..... Platinum ........... Tin ................ Mercury ............ Yeast .............. Oxygen ............. Radium ............ Diamond ............ Cobalt ............. Bichloride of Mercury, Radium ............. Gold ............... Hydrogen Peroxide .... Calcium ............ Sand ............... Brass Potassium ........... Opal ................ Silicon Dioxide ..... Fluorine ............ Lead ................ Phosphorus .......... Magnesium Sulphate .. Copper .............. Plaster of Paris .... Soda ................ CHARACTERISTICS APPLICATION OR LIKE OR UNLIKE Leaves a mark ................ Very Sweet ................... ???? ......................... (You Know Why) ............... Won’t burn (Too green) ....... Suffocating .................. (In study period) ............ Much the rage ................ (Stuff in a Lizzie) .......... Hard to Handle ............... Advise (Rises when heated) .... Indespensible ................ Shows up at night—Monroe St. Expensive .................... Capable of receiving a high polish ..................... Poison ....................... Always in use ................ Shines ....................... (???) .....;................. In the limelight ............. Edges on Prince of Wales collar ..................... (???) ....................... Excitable .................... Precious ..................... Sponge ....................... Acts on glass................. Heavy ........................ Active ....................... Quick acting ................. Red (hair) ................... Disappears with water—(Curl in hair) ................... Aides digestion (Wrigley’s) .... Dean Robb “Mid” Fulton Eddie Fisher Fred Roenigk Freshmen “Kenny” Amos Lillian Foster “Betty” McDowell Paul Eisenhuth The A Senior class Harvey Gibson Pearl Forster Paul Smith Alice Friedman Robt. Beikert What Miss O’Brien wants for Seniors in 201 “Kee” Daubenspeck Frank Demyanovich Laura Holly Nellie Walter James Guthrie Bill Key-Peg Kennedy Mary E. Deakyne Ina Savander Ray Findley Helen Glass (er) Eddie McCollough Graham Fithian Stephen Cummings Agnes Snyder Pauline Kramer Wilbur Puff THE SENIOR MAGNET 73 QUERULOUS QUESTIONS How far is it from Butler to Ann Arbor?—Nellie Walter. Does true love always run smooth ? —“Mid” Fulton. Where do we go from here?— A Seniors. Do I have to act dignified now? —“Ray” Findley. Is “Dutch” spelled with a “t”?— Kate” Daubenspeck. Is silence always golden?—Mary Thompson. How far is it to the South Side? —“Toy” Fithian. Does he love me?—Mae Kramer. Will I ever grow up?—George Fleming. What is the “Vic” for in the Gym? —“The Cast.” Is my complexion on evenly?—Ina Savander. Is blonde hair an indication of a sweet nature?—“Ed” Fisher. How about auburn?—Harvey Gibson. How do you like me in this?— “M. Jourdain” alias “Lu” Braham. What does “Valedictorian” mean? —Dean Robb. —B.H.S.— THE BOOK LIST January ’25 Kenneth Amos—“The Sheik” Robert Beikert—“Tom Sawyer” Luther Braham—“The Sky Pilot” Howard Britton—“Henry Esmond” Stephen Cummings—“How to Make Love” Frank Demyanovich—“Checkers” Howard Doner—“The Young Forester” Paul Eisenhuth—“Freckles” Raymond Findley—“Peck’s Bad Boy” Edwin Fisher—“The Little Minister” Graham Fithian—“The Faith of Men” George Fleming Maxwell Glenn —“Little Men” Harvey Gibson—“The Little Shepherd of Kingdom Come” James Guthrie—“Under Sealed Orders” John Logan—“The Floorwalker.” Edward McCullough—“The Tramp Abroad” Harry Neale—“The Man from Brodney’s” Louis Oesterling—“The Wrecker” Wilmer Puff—“The Hoosier Schoolmaster” Dean Robb—“Just Dean” Fred Roenigk—“A Man and His Money” Alfred Smith—“Daddy Long Legs Paul Smith—“The Pawn’s Count” Robert Walker—“Battery F.” Phillip Walsh—“Salesman Sam” Frances Caldwell—“Elsie Dinsmore” Kathryn Daubenspeck—“The Painted Flapper” Mary E. Deakyne—“Emma Lou” Elizabeth Duane—“Betty Zane” Freda Ellenberger—“Tillie The Toiler.” Pearle Forster— The Pot of Basil” Lillian Foster Agnes Snyder— Little Women.” Alice Friedman—“Alice in Wonderland” Mildred F. and Marcus—“Romeo and Juliet” Vesta Gallagher—“The Girl in the Mirror” Helen Glaser—“The Girl on the Job” Hazel Goehring—“The Dream Girl” Ruth Green—“Suspense” Ruth E. Greene—“Eyes of the World” Gertrude Hohn—“The Lady of the North” Laura Holly—“The Last of the Mohicans” Margaret Hurley—“Drivin’ Fool” Pauline Kamerer—“A Girl of Spirits” 74 THE SENIOR MAGNET Lillie Key—“The Woman Who Dared” Mae Kramer—“Why Worry” Dorothy McCaslin—“The Dare Devil” Grace McBride—“Vanity Fair” Elizabeth McDowell—“A Sainted Devil” Gertrude McNamee—“Isobel” Margaret Minteer—“Pollyanna” Harriet Norrington—“Girl of the Limberlost” Alda Reitz—“The Singing Heart” Rosalie Reiger—“Rose of Paradise Ina Savander—“The Blooming An gel” Margaret Shroup—“The Heart ot Rachael” Helen Smulovitz—“Rose-In-Bloom Gyla Stamm—“Simba” Mary Thompson—“The Prairie Girl” Nellie Schenck—“The Perfect Flapper” Nellie Walter—“Queen of Hearts Martha Wick—“The Young Diana PROGRAMME 8:30 P. X.—Silence. 8:31 P. Z.—More silence (thicker) 8:15 P. Z.—Loud noises as Miss O’Brien turns lock in key hole. 8:45 B. Z.—Majority of class enter quietly after parking their lambs outside the door 20 feet from fire plugs. 8:49 6-2 P. S.—Paul Smith breathlessly enters; appears to be in a hurry; after he enters, appearance of hurriedness vanishes. 8:98 X. S.—Findley appears with tardy blank—reason—“This is bargain day, had to do family shopping.” 10:20 ZZZ—Students somnambulate after B—Cky rings curfew. 10:27 P. I.—“The Great Awakening.” Caused by Slokum Center School Orchestra. Some students rise, others get up, others try to get up but can’t because their suspenders are caught to the stage benches. 10:26 CCCT —Ed McCullough finds he is at last fortunate enough to get a seat beside Kate Daubenspeck. Kate sings, Eddie trys to. Wild enthusiasm. 10:30 SOS—Teachers develop cramp in neck trying to locate stage whispering in back row. 10:31 XTS—Students stumble over a stone in the causeway. 10:72 TX—Classes resume. 12:00 XP—Soup line forms. Hats off! 12:01 SC—Students march orderly to the tune “Don’t Rush— Hats off.” 1:00 PZ—Everybody on time???? 1:15 XP—Students show up for return engagement. 1:16 BS—Edwin L. Fisher X. P. T. makes usual after dinner speech. 2:45 PM—Music period—Miss O’Brien acts out “Caesar’s Gallic Wars” much to the delight of the class. 3 :20 ZQ—Senior music period— Epaphroditus Oysterling and Beneficient Reitz entertain class by singing duet (where 2 sing together?) entitled Anvil Chorous, with variations. 4:00 T B — Students dissimilate quietly to various homes. —Finis— Laugh You Freshmen THE SENIOR MAGNET 75 PROGRAMME OF YE GREATE SENIORE CON-CERTE OF BUTLER HIGHE SCHOOL IN YE PUBLIC SCHOOL HOUSE ON YE 23th DAY OF NOVEMBER YE YEAR OF OUR LORD MCMXXIV Tymist—Robert Hezekiah Pillsbury Walker. Harpichordist—Tabitha Holly. Parte Firste 1. Columbia the Gem of the Ocean. By all ye men and wimen singers of the class. 2. Old Folks at Home. By ye Wimen’s Glee Clube. 3. Epaphroditus Oysterling will now speak a little piece. 4. Quartette (where 4 sing together?) Luther Josiah Braham Helen Cynthia Glasser Alice Prudence Friedman entitled “Silent Night.” 5. Our Parte Song. By—Alfred Alijiah Smith. Parte Seconde 1. Worldie Song—Raymond Absalom Findley. 2. Duet—Edwin Scheedlehousen Fisher. “Love’s Old Sweet Song” 3. Annie Laurie—Ye Men’s Glee Club. 4. Sally Ann’s Experience. George Silas Gladdenkyson Fleming. 5. Auld Lang Syne All ye men and wimen songsters of ye congregation as could sing without danger to their neighbors arose and joined in ye laste —Finis— FROM BUTLER TO PITTSBURGH I. I sprang to the footboard, and Lena and he; I started, Lizzie started, we started all three; “What speed!” cried the cop as he followed us through “Some speed!” cried the crowd, as backward they drew. Behind shut the village, the lights sank to rest And onto the highway we were speeding our best. II. Not a word to each other: we kept the fast pace— Backfiring and knocking, never changing our place; I turned in my seat and made the top right Then stepped on the gas and set the spark right, Turned full on the lights, changed mixture a bit. Nor rolled less steadily, “Radio” my skit. III. T'was moonset at starting; but while we drew near McBride, the Watchman and lantern dawn bright and clear; At Stepp Inn a great Star was passed as a flea; And a Ford, “Radiot” t'was clear as could be Was passing them allf till we heard the half whine— Of the speed-cop behind us, also making good time. IV. At Glades Mills up leaped of a sudden the moon And against him the pole-cats stood black everyone verse. 76 THE SENIOR MAGNET To stare through the mist at us galloping past; And I saw my dear galloper, “Radio” at last With resolute fenders, each butting away The fumes as some bluff river headland its spray. IV. With radiator filled and steaming, just one stout tire gone flat. For my curses, the other three held to the track; And one headlight’s glare—ever that light For the other’s gone flop—no more it gave light, And the thick heavy steam-flakes, which aye and anon Her fierce pistons shoot upward in galloped on. VI. At Bakerstown, Lena, half groaned and half cried, “Stay put. ‘ Your hack gallops bravely, the fault’s' not in her;” “We’ll remember your date—for one heard the quick wheeze Of her radiator, saw the bent axel, and quivering wheels, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the crank As down on her top she turned turtle and sank. VII. So we were left galloping, Lizzie and I, Past woods and past houses, no souls could we spy; The broad moon above laughed a pitiless laugh; ’Neath our wheels broke the concrete like chaff. Till over by Etna, the bright light shone white. And “Gallop” gasped Lizzie, “for Pitt is in sight.” VIII. “How they’ll greet us”—and all in a moment his roan, Rolled end over end, she’s hit a small stone; And there was my “Radio” to bear the whole weight Of the news, which alone could save us our date. With her carburetor, like pits full ui gas to the brim And a circle of red through the rnoto-meter showed dim. IX. Then I cast loose my goggles, each glove I let fall, Shook off my trousers, let go my bell and all. Stood up, in the seat and leaned, shoved on the mirror Called my “Radio” his pet name, “my Ford without pier” Clapped my hands, yelled and sang, any noise bad or good, Till at length into Kaufman’s my “Radio” turned turtle and stood. X. And all I remember is crowds flocking around, And I set with my head twixt my knees on the ground; But no voice was praising this “Radio” of mine, As the cop took from my pocket the last measure of wine, And (the judge and the mayor by common consent) Said the minimum would be thirty days and the rent. — Annie —B.H.S.— NOTICE! We regret to inform the public that due to a slight mistake of the printer, Edwin L. Fisher’s name was omitted from the ballot in the last presidential election. THE SENIOR MAGNET 77 THAT LITTLE GAME Score was 30-love with the girl on the small end. He would not take the next point. Score is now 30-15. She served the ball—ah, what n chance; right in front of him, no cut, lots of bounce, just right. A swift glance at her face, oh the look —but 1 must. He did. Score is 40-15. One more point means game. She serves, oh boy, same serve as before. One more swift glance at her face, oh! the pain, the fear, the earnestness, and hopefulness expressed in her eyes. If he should take this point it meant point, game and set. But, that look so sincere; pleading and hoping that he would miss it. Too late, second bounce. Score stands 40-30. She serves again, he returns the ball. She mysteriously places it out of his reach. Score is duece. He becomes angered and when the next ball is served, he smashes it— but, alas, they are using that new ball, it goes out of the court. Her add. She serves the next ball. A bad habit of serving such a nice ball, he returned it—right at her feet. She utters a startled cry, but some way she returns it. He brings forth his trusty lawford stroke. But, alas they are still using the new ball. It nearly goes out of court again, but miracles of all miracles, she returns it from the left court leaving her right court open. Oh, what a chance for him. He sees it and prepares for a smash. Again that painful cry. Again that painful look, just saying “Oh how could he. Please, please, please don’t.” The look works its charm. He missed it purposely to give her the point, game and set. “Now you see John.” said she as bitterly as any one could, “there’s that self-conceit and over-confidence showT-ing up again. You could have had that set as easy as anything; only you got too over-confident. You must overcome that.” Still they say true love runs quiet. —B.H.S.— STUDIO HAPPENINGS The following were noticed while the class was having their pictures taken. 1. Sadie Demy—ch was using some nose putty, a piece accidently dropped on his chin and stuck there. This explains the funny bump in the picture. 2. Ray Findley used three jars of Stacomb and wras on the fourth when some one told him he would have to wear a hat anyway. Well by the picture his side-burns are nice anyhow. 3. Annie Fithian’s hat resembles the covered wagon immensely. -B.H.S.- A MO-A MA R E- ?-! -u Act 0—100 Scene—Second floor hall Characters—Lizzie Britton, Sophia Braham. Extract from conversation—Girl approaches who happens to be one of Lizzie’s “best friends.” The girl (to Lizzie) “Hello!” Sophie (out of courtesy) “Hello!” Lizzie—“Silence” Sophie (surprised) “Hey, why don’t you speak to her, Lizzie?” Lizzie—“Aw, she might start to like me.” Copyright by AM and PM. Sept. 31, 1924. Royalty of $300.00 must be paid before playing this drama on stage. Other acts on application. —B.H.S.— Most girls take a post graduate course in order to keep that school girl complexion. CLASS CHART NAME OF STUDENT FOUND DOING ALIAS Kenneth Amos Talking Robert Beikert ........Keeping quiet Luther Braham Howard Britton Stephen Cummings .... Frank Demyanovich .. Howard Doner ...... Paul Eisenhuth .... Raymond Findley Edwin Fisher .... Graham Fithian George Fleming Talking to “Doc” ... Blushing ............“Sure’ “Chalk up a close yy one ........... “I ain’t got it yy “Sure 1 got it” Nothing ............ Working ............ Just thinking of ? ? ? ? Fixing his Baby Lin coin .............. Primping ........... Everybody Collecting dues Giggling “Mam” .......... “Aw G’wan” ..... “Let’s go for a ride” ......... Kenn” Bob” Lu .... Doc” “Steve” .... Demmy”.. “Come on ‘Angel” I ain’t got a girl” “Now just a little about—?” ......... Pep her up” ..... “That’s easy” Howdy .... Flip .. “Ray” Luke” Toy .... Fleeming .. oo TRADE MARK AMBITION Spick Span Loaf at Pool Room Bootblack To run an A. P. store Faultless To be a Caruso Music by correspond- ence Join Miss O’Brien’s minstrel Stands alone Rest in peace Sampex To be Mary’s editor Pure as the pines Forestry Speed Grits Mechanic My face is my fortune Conduct a dancing school Don’t rush me Minister Send no money— Director for Paul bring it Whitman’s Your complexion is your greatest charm j To be a scientist THE SENIOR MAGNET Harvey Gibson Arithmetic “Here it is” Maxwell Glenn Parking his Overland “Will it cro?” fames Gutherie 1 Writing Poetry “Uh Huh!” John Logan Riding his poney “Oh! My.” Edward McCullough.. Laughing “I'm scared skinny” Harry Neale Minding his own busi- ness “Betcha nickel.” .... Lewis Oesterling Taking orders 44Now Listen Wilmer Puff Selling Gasoline “Er-Um” Dean Robb O Studying I vr i es-mair. Fred Roenigk Cracking Jokes “Oh, Agnes” Paul Smith Flunking “Hev one lung” Alfred Smith Sleeping “How do vou feel Robert Walker Drawing “What’s the done ' Philip Walsh Talking “Good morning Glory” Frances Caldwell Keeping quiet “I can’t” Kate Daubenspeck Treating in the cloak rnnm “Oh. Girls” Mary Emma Deakyne, Fussing “Oh, mv hair” Elizabeth Dua!ne Sitting still “We1!, Ell sav” . Freda Ellenberger Giggling “Well I guess b bb b Gibby Become a real business Invent a new type. man writer [ v Ole Reliable 1 o elone Jim Wing collar Poet laureate Johnnie .... At home Be a speed cop “Ed” See what Horlicks Be a coach did for me! “Neale” .... Highest in quality Be a tax collector “Lew” One of the 57 To be a sheik “Cream” .. Gas and Oil Own a Ford “Deacon” .. 99 44-100% pure (simple) O for Bucky’s place “Maggie” Ham and Eggs Cartoonist “Smitty” .. Eventually why not To get to school at now? 11 min. to 9. “Parson” .. Old Socks To be a bootlegger Bob Cartooning T'tl cf “Fil” to What’s the dope? -TY.I L1SL Lawyer Franny Stands alone Dress designer To live in West Kate “Sun-maid” Winfield Mary Is my nose shining? .... T T 1111 1C1U Take Miss Purvis’ place Bebe At home Stenographer Fritz We are advertised by To manage “The our loving friends Hub” VO THE SENIOR MAGNET CLASS CHART cc o NAME OF STUDENT found doing FAVORITE EXPRESSION ALIAS TRADE MARK Ppprlp Forster Primping “Oh, Kite” Skinny “Maid in America” .... I illinn Foster Simrine “Goodness Sakes” .. Lill Raindrop size Alice Friedman Ulllbnib Powdering her nose .... “Are you ready Smullv” Alice Of course YTilfired Fulton Showing her dimples .. ‘For Cat's Sake”.... Mid Old Reliable I’m afraid I’ll crack Vestn (rnlhudier Shorthand “Oh, my” Vesta my voice Helen (rinser Studvinsr “Yes Ma’am ’ Helen Faultless Hn e Goehrim Heloine Philip “Mv Gosh” Hazel Cleans, brightens and preserves Ruth Green Talking “YOU don t fool” Greenie .... A beauty aid for every need Ruth F C Greene Plavinff hook ‘ Gee Whiz” Ruthie Famed for flavor Gertrude Hohn Paving dues “I don’t think I could’ Gertie Stands alone Laura Hollv Tickling the Ivories .. “Oh my” Laura And—look what Hor- licks did for ME ATanraret Murlev Keening Quiet “For heaven’s sake’’ Marg Speeding Pnnlinp F 'A m prpr Working “That’s easy” fe Paul Champion 1 clllllllv lVtlllH. lt I Margaret Kennedy .... T U1 MlIb Smiling |“Oh, say” Marg Chases chills AMBITION Scientist Rival Madame Schumann-Heink To rival Irene Ca tie Movie actress Forestry Take Mr. Hogg’s place A nurse (if Howard needs one) Buzz’s stenog. And another stenog. THE SENIOR MAGNET JLiilie Key Kidding the fellows .... “Now Roland” Mae Krammer Driving her Packard .. “That Darn Joe’’... Cirace McBride Minding her own husi- ness uYes I know” Dorothy McCaslin .... Making goo-goo eyes.... “You Pest” Elizabeth McDowell .. Running the President “For Cat’s sake.” .... Gertrude McNamee.... Nothing “I can’t” Margaret Minteer .... Keeping quiet “Sure” Harriet Norrington .... Waiting on Tuesday “Yeah” for the mail Alda Reitz Singing “Uh Huh ” Ina Savander o o ••••• Chasing Miss Houston “That’s just won- derful” Rosalie Reiger Shorthand “Gimme That” o Nell Schenck Making a noise “No, 1 won’t” Agnes Snyder (3 Powdering her nose .... “Oh, Harvey” Helen Smulovitz o Borrowing Rouge “Alice” M a rgaret S h roup Shorthand “Oh, yes” Mary C. Thompson Vergil “Yes, Sir” Nellie Walter T b Magnet work “I’ll look it over”.. Martha Wick Tvoewritins: “Oh how 1 love that” Bill Jets .... Dot .... Hep .... Gert .... Peg.... Tommy Alda .... Ina ... Rosalie Nell .. Agie .... Smully Peg ... Marg .. Nell .. Martha ... A skin you love to touch ............. ... Say it with flowers . Your complexion is ... your greatest charm.. ... Little one ......... ... We will launder it for you ................ ...At home ............. ... Silence is bliss ... ... That’s a basket— Spaulding ........... ... Protected where the wear comes .......... ... Highest in quality . ... “Wear Ever” ........ ... Speed Grits......... ... Snow flake size .... ... A ware that stays .. ... Happy messenger .... ... Best at any price .. • ... Wilson and Co....... ... Bread Winner Take Mr. Hogg’s place ..(Touring Sweeden Chorus girl Fiddle her life away Be a prima-donna Rest in peace School teacher To go to Wooster To be a farmerette To have black hair To be a hairdresser Movie actress To be a stenog. Classy dancing school Somebody’s stenog. Sunday school teacn-er To be an editor To go to Florida??? S? Co O J oo 82 THE SENIOR MAGNET .77 ' “ ”” T,f r i i iiTsY 41 I i L - - U. T f T7T HU ADVERTISERS—READ THIS ONE You are asked to read this advertisement not t the eloquence of style or for the choice of English but because the advertising manager when asked if. write an editorial for this, our Senior number of Tin Magnet, could think of no better means or more suitable occasion to express his appreciation and thank fulness. First, to the many merchants who kindly and willingly1 consented to purchase a section of the Iliu School Magnet to be used by them for advertising and to be benefitted by the whole student body in the form of this periodical, our High School Magint Second, to the students who gave their time in soliciting these advertisements. Wishing to you all the success possible in the coming year I will now lower the curtain. —GRAHAM FITHIAX Kaufmann’s Anniversary Sale 245 South Main St. Butler, Pa. CLOTHIER FOR MEN AND BOYS Boys’ Norfolk Suits Two Pair Pants S4.98 Boys’ O’Coats $4.98 Young Men’s Overcoats $8.95 Young Men’s Snappy Suits and Overcoats $19.85 $22.85 $29.85 Slim Jim Ties 19c Boys’ Sheepskin Lined Coats $8.35 Dress Gloves lined or unlined $1.95 Collar Attached Dress Shirts 98c Students’ Special Suits and O’Coats $14.85 SHIRTS, Sweaters, V Neck Sports, Novelties all reduced. Buy your Xmas presents at the store where your dollar gives 100% value. ‘Kum to Kaufmann’s’ YOU CAN DO BETTER AT “KAUFMANN’S’’ Big Values Always—Cut Prices H= THE SENIOR MAGNET 83 INDEX TO ADVERTISERS Page Bickel's Shoe Store .....................126 Brandon Brandon ........................104 Butler Automobile Dealers ................116 Butler Business College ..................119 Butler Butterine Co.......................124 Butler County National Bank ..............118 Butler Engine Foundry...................134 Butler Florists ..........................108 Butler Savings Trust Co.................137 Campbell. Alf ............................132 Campbell, J. G. W.......................Ill Campbell, Mose ...........................127 Christie, H. W............................109 Coal Operators Sales Co................... 98 Colbert Matlack ........................115 Cohn, Jos.................................131 Cummings Candy Shop ......................102 Daubenspeck Auto Supply ..................100 Diehl's Baking Co.........................104 Dixon's Drug Store .......................115 Eagle Furniture Co........................128 Eberle, C. P..............................133 Elliott, B................................128 Electric Shop, The .......................132 Electric Supplies Equipment.............113 Evans Manufacturing Co....................127 Farmers’ National Bank ...................134 Fashion Shop, The ........................126 Friedman’s Market ........................121 Gilmore Studio ...........................Ill Graham, Hart, Clothing ................... 92 Graham, John C............................117 Green Young .......................126 Greggs Barber Shop ....................... 95 Grohman’s Drug Store .....................130 Grohman, Earl ............................122 Guaranty Trust Co......................138 Huselton's Shoe Store ..................126 Ideal Lunch ..............................123 Israel, M. L..............................114 Jamison's Pharmacy .......................120 Kaufmann, Earl ........................... 82 Ketterer's Furniture Store ...............136 Ketterer's Shoe Store ..................128 Keystone Pipe Supply Co.................132 Kirkpatrick, R. E.........................115 Page Kirkpatrick Bros..................... 90 Kummer, Mrs. A.......................123 Ladies’ Barber Shop .................136 Leith’s Flower Store ................125 Lyric Theatre .......................117 Main Drug Stores, Inc................lio Martincourt Daugherty .............125 McBride Decker .................... 88 McChesney, Dr. R. C..................102 McClung's ........................... 97 McDowell’s Laundry ..................104 Miller, C. E., Shoes ................132 Monday, Tony ....................127-131 Morris-Koschik Co....................104 Nast Clothing Store ..................10 Nicholas, O. H. Son ............... 96 Palace Confectionery ................124 Patterson Snyder ..................131 Ralston Smith .....................114 Reiber's ............................122 Reliable Shoe Store .................112 Rockenstein's .......................102 Rosenblum's .........................1.2 Ruff's .............................. 84 Schoerner’s .........................122 Schoier Hartung ...................114 Senn Watch Co........................100 Sheakley, Benton W................... 95 Shufflin Green ....................129 South Side National Bank ............119 Sport Shop, The .....................112 Steadman’s ..........................130 Stein's .............................115 Sutton, Angie .......................124 Thomas Barber Shop ..................136 Troutman's .......................... 86 Turgeon McCarren ..................109 Vogeley, Insurance ..................124 Wick, Cliff .........................128 Willard Battery Station .............121 Williams. O. N. Bro ...............127 Wimer, Harry ........................116 Y. M. C. A........................... 96 Zimmerman’s .........................120 Zuver Studio ....................100-123 84 THE SENIOR MAGNET (D Id 0 q: q. Q 111 0 J Q Id (T The Trunk fliaffs Insured Indestructo Trunks are insured. An insurance guarantee policy protects every Indestructo while being used in travel, against loss or destruction on land or sea, by wreck, collision or fire. To travel with an Indestructo is to travel with complete freedom and peace of mind regarding your trunk’s safety. You’ll need one if you’re going away to school or college A. RUFF’S SON Sole Agents THE SENIOR MAGNET 85 86 THE SENIOR MAGNET 1 , ] A. Troutman’s Sons ; The Store of Progress The New Spring Goods Are Here Every department of this Big Store is Now Ready with New Goods for the Spring Season. New Silks, New Woolens, New Wash Fabrics, New Art Needlework— in fact every section is replete with the Newest and Best Products of Domestic and Foreign Manufacturers. T17E invite and appreciate your patronage. We are trying to build up the reputa-of this store as a whole, so that you will come here for merchandise whether it is specially advertised or not. We want to make to make each department a trustworthy supply center for its kind of merchandise, so that you will come to it forwhat-ever you need whether these items have been mentioned in special advertisements or not. In addition, we want you to feel free to make this store your headquarters whether you are planning definite purchases or not. Come in and look around if that’s what you wish to do. See what new fabrics are displayed. Get some valuable ideas on ways to make that new frock. Stop in for a moment to rest when doing your marketing—in short make this store your headquarters. ; ; ; ; ' ■ ♦4 THE SENIOR MAGNET 87 LOST AND FOUND Lost—One pair B. V. D.’s; slightly soiled. Finder please notify Howard Doner. Also Lost—16 7-9 night’s sleep. Highly valued by owner. Notify Ed. Fisher. Lost or Stolen—One girl—short brunette. Call or write Mr. Paul Smith. Also Lost—Two garters, badly worn and rather faded. Valued as keepsakes. Notify Ray Findley. Lost—One pair side-burns. Kenneth Amos. Found—Girl mentioned in above ad. Lewis Oesterling. Lost—One good disposition. Finder return to Miss O’Brien. Lost—On night of Senior play, reputation as a singer. Finder return to Lu Braham. Found—An exponent of the ancient art of chivalry. (If you don’t believe this, try walking past Miss K. Fischer’s room with your hats on, fellows.) —B.H.S.— Laugh! —B.H.S.— “What books do you find on the reading tables of the homes today,” waxed the speaker eloquently, ‘‘most likely books of fiction dealing with one-eyed bandits, highwaymen, etc— not as of yore, not books as Pilgrim’s Progress, Ben Hur. Again I ask you, ‘What books do you find on your reading table?’ ” Voice from back—“Dictionary, book of synonyms, and Book on Cross word puzzles. —B.H.S.— Brilliant Senior (In chemistry) — What is H 02 C H the formula for ?” Miss Critchlow—“I don’t know.” Brilliant Senior—“Hooch!” ROLL OF HONOR Be it known that by the rules of this organization the following will be known by these names hereafter till death. Signed: Amy Amos, Mira Beikert, Sophie Braham, Lizzie Britton, Eliza Cummings, Minnie Doner, Sadie Demyanovich, Tillie Eisenhuth, Lena Findley, Susie Fisher, Annie Fithian, Lill Fleming, Nora Guthrie, Sally Gibson, Winnie Glenn, Lucie Logan, Rosie McCullough, Myrtle Oesterling, Molly Puff, Maggie Roenigk, Daisy Smith, Carry Smith, Jenny Walker, Fannie Walsh. —B.H.S.— As Oi vas valking down the street A han some girl Oi chanced to meet Oi cannot say she had a pretty face For Oi vas looking some odder place. Down de street you fool —B.H.S.— Freshie (seeing a shooting star) — “Who dropped that star?” Senior—“I’m sure I didn’t.” —B.H.S.— Freshie—“Have you been out hunting yet?” (meaning rabbits.) Junior—“No, my girl hasn’t gone back on me vet.” 88 THE SENIOR MAGNET i --------- McBRIDE DECKER liliiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiMi Our Drapery Department is well prepared to take care of all Special Orders for— Austrian Window Shades Brenlin Window Shades Holland Window Shades Estimates given for whole or parts of homes where window shades are needed. The Drapery and Curtain Department is well fitted to take care of your drapery needs for windows and doors. Prices given cheerfully for all kinds of Special Drapery Work. Orinoka Sunfast Materials Kirsch Flat Curtain Rods Brass Curtain Rods All Kinds of Window Fittings for Rods uiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiBiiiniiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiBiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii McBride Decker 120 South Main St. BUTLER, PA. PI :.. =. :_■ - « =J THE SENIOR MAGNET 89 Miss McNees in Eng. to Rob’t. Beikert.—“Rob’t. name some of Lowells poems?” Rob’t. B.—“My Love I have No Fear, “Under the Willows” and “In the Twilight.” Bob still claims be don’t get the joke. __B.H.S._ Laugh, ape! —B.H.S.— Miss Booth in English Class to John Logan.—“John, did you sec “Oliver Twist?” John—“Now you behave. You know I never attend these modern dances.” —B.H.S.— Miss Critchlow in Chemistry— ‘Paul suppose some one would swallow a dose of oxalic acid in mistake what would you administer?” Usual small voice from other side in stage whisper. “The Sacrament.” —B.H.S.— One day some one in 201 chewed some chewing gum. —B.H.S.— At the regular meeting of the Morehair Club the announcement was made public by the president Miss Irvine through the secretary, Lena Findley, that the following would let their hair grow: Miss Irvine, Lena Findley, Angelus Litz and Leland Gregg. —B.H.S.— For Sale—Baby Chicks—50,000 speckled Sussex cockerels, $3.00 and up, guaranteed layers. Automatic device causes chickens to sing as soon as eggs are delivered. —B.H.S.— Howard Doner has been wanting to go to the city of Capacity ever since he saw a box car on the B. O. siding marked C-A-P-A-C-I-T-Y. Miss Houston in Astronomy— “What shape is the world, Paul?” Paul E.—“Pa says its in a ------- bad shape.” (What’s wrong with this picture). —B.H.S.— Armistice day is another nationally unrecognized holiday in our school. —B.H.S.— According to a recent survey conducted by Annie Fithian, Sally Gibson, Tillie Eisenhuth, Lucie Logan and Fannie Walsh, the following facts have been complied and are herewith published. Some people w’ill no doubt do us the injustice of saying that these facts are not accurate; we beg you to accept them as accepted and not to question the authority with which we state them. Methuselah was 969 years old. At eighty years of age he was still wearing rompers and eating from a high chair. At 170 he put on his first long trousers. The reason for his long life is credited to the fact that he was a bachelor. Dated with a girl for 206 years and his father made him stop because he said “My boy you are too childish yet for such capers.” It took Methuselah 324 years to raise a beard. Also took him 9 years to shave same off. Methuselah had a bad habit of shooting craps. It took him 145 years to break this habit. Methuselah spent 26 years in sixth grade and 175 in high school (so we aren’t so dumb after all). He wore out 15 principals, 49 teachers, and over 6,000 stone tablets. It took him 25 years to learn the alphabet. 90 THE SENIOR MAGNET FELLOWS!! If you are looking for nobby clothes—see us. We are prepared to cater to the High School Youth. Suits ... $25 - $45 Shoes........$10 Styleplus and Stein-Bloch Clothes Florsheim Shoes KIRKPATRICK BROS. - 134 S. Main St. As for SPORTING GOODS— We can equip any athletic team with the best—or we can can satisfy the most exacting individual. GOLDSMITH EQUIPMENT Basketball Hockey Gymnasium ‘FOR HEALTH’S SAKE” Football Baseball Gsssswrs THE SENIOR MAGENT 91 — 92 THE SENIORMAGNET fa HART GRAHAM SONS CO. 143 South Main Street BUTLER, PA. THE SENIOR MAGNET. 93 94 THE SENIOR MAGNET MYTHOLOGY OF CLASS OF JAN. ’25 Mid Fulton....Venus—Goddess of Beauty. Howard Britton....Pluto—God of Hades. Alice Friedman....Helen—Vamp of Troy. Bob Walker....Paris—Prince of Illium. Laura Holly....Neresis—A sea nymph. Peg Kennedy....Eos—Goddess of Dawn Vesta Gallagher....Vesta—Goddess of hearth and home. Helen Glaser....Diana—Goddess of hunt. Kate Daubenspeck....Minerva—Goddess of war and wisdom. Pauline Kamerer....Flora—Goddess of flowers. Luther Braham....Apollo—God of music. Mary Emma Deakyne....Discordia—Goddess of strife. Freda Ellenberger....Astrea—Goddess of Justice. Ed. Fisher....Jupiter—Rules us with eloquent powers. Pearl Forster....Cassandra—One who likes to fib. Betty McDowell....Atlanta—A beauty and fleet of foot, who lost out in the race by picking up the Golden Apples. Francis Caldwell....Ops—Goddess of harvests. Graham Fithian....Midas—Wishes everything would turn to gold to pay our debts. Ruth E. Green....Dido—Founder of Carthage. Ruth Green....Anna—Dido’s sister. Paul Eisenhuth....Aeolus—God of the winds. Alfred Smith....Atlas—With his mighty strength. Margaret Hurley....Sibylla—Prophetess. Gertrude Hohn....Circe—Enchantress. Ray Findley....Bacchus—A little typsy. Bob Beikert....Pan—God of Agriculture. Nellie Walter....Juno—Queen of the Gods. Mary Thompson....Athena—Goddess of peace. Kenneth Amos....Comus—God of festive joy and mirth. Bill Key....Fortuna—Goddess of fortune. Mae Kramer....Nox—Goddess of Night. Dorothy McCailin....Hecates—Goddess of witchery. Fred Roenigk....Mercury—Always some one’s messenger. Harriet Norrington....Hebe—Goddess of Youth. Harry Neale....Hercules—God of strength. Agnes Snyder....Titania—Queen of the fairies. Lillian Foster....Echo—Nothing left but the voice. Gyla Stamm....Hygeea—Goddess of cities Frank Demyanovich....Neptune—God of the sea. Rosalie Reiger....Pandora—Goddess of the Box. Grace McBride....Frigga—Goddess of the sky. Stephen Cummings....Erebus—God of darkness. Alda Reitz....Andromeda—Averting trouble. Margaret Minteer....Themis—Goddess of harmony. Nell Schenck....Lune—Moon goddess. Dean Robb....Achilles—Invulnerable, except occasionally with Mr. Hogg in Latin. THE SENIOR MAGNET 95 BERTON W. SHEAKLEY Stationery and Office Supplies MONOGRAM STATIONERY FOUNTAIN PENS CALLING CARDS PARKER PENCILS EXPERT ENGRAVING LOOSE LEAF NOTE BOOKS PARTY FAVORS Peoples 172 On the Way to the Post office 112 West Jefferson Street —— - , i Ed. McCullough....Hector—Our greatest warrior on the football field. Ina Savander....One of the Muses—Goddess of song and poetry. Helen Smulovitz....Mnemosyne—Goddess of harmony. Elizabeth Duane....Penelope—Goddess of postponements. Paul Smith....Mars—Always at war with Miss O’Brien. Max Glenn....Narcissus—Youthful beauty and vanity. Martha Wick....Bryeis—Beautiful captive girl. Jim Guthrie....Orpheus—A poet and a musician. Harvey Gibson....Aladdin—A youth with a magic lamp of arithmetic. Howard Doner....Aeneas—Hero of many a tale. Wilmer Puff....Diomede—Brave Greek Champion. Lewis Oesterling....Vulcan—God of fire. (Temper.) Morris-Koschik Co. j SHOES and HOSIERY j 116 East Jefferson St. I j Butler, Pa. j I V GREGG’S BARBER SHOP g “The Shop for the High School Youth” s AM BENNINGER CHARLEY FLICKINGER B- ROY ( jJREGG, Proprietor - - a 96 THE SENIOR MAGNET TO MR. TURNER, J. B. SO LONG (Bachelor of Janitory) Mr. Turner is the boss; He says what ’er he pleases— His line of bunk is hard to toss, Its mostly naught but breezes. The faculty all bow to him; His stern look causes fear; He walks along so straight and prim. They never saw his peer. Gosh! this page ain’t nearly full; I haven’t writ enough; Boy, I’m glad I’m outa school. Cause Daddy Turner’s tough! Sim Pul and Sam Pul. —B.H.S.— Extra copies secured at the printers. —B.H.S.— Laugh and be laughed at. Ah heck! we’re thru, Doggone the luck; Nothin’ to do But pass the buck. IVe wish we had To do again What grief! How sad To leave this pen. Well, now thats o’er I feel relieved I’m thru with school And I ain’t peeved! —B.H.S.— Laura Holly says that “French kisses” are most pleasant to her taste. —B.H.S.— John Logan—(In English Class). “The Cotters kept their cow in the spare-room.” Kj g —i Fellows! PACKARD - FLINT Motor Cars t OUR opportunity | for better fun— AAANLY sport, health- Ifl ful exercise— 1 AHRISTIAN fellowship |j and 0. H. NICHOLAS SONS A TMOSPHERE. 321 S. McKean St. n iymc35 y Butler, Pa. 151 S a— ■ THE SENIOR MAGNET 97 WHY MOTHERS GET GRAY Mrs. Fleming ......Keeping the crease in George’s new long trousers. Mrs. Fithian ......Buying rouge for “Toy.” Mrs. Fulton .......Reminding Marcus that it is 11:30 Mrs. Deakyne ......Insisting that Mary Emma wear her woolen shoe strings. Mrs. Puff..........Cautioning Wilmer not to refresh himself with gasoline. Mrs. Holly .......Getting Laura up in the A. M. Mrs. Key .........Doubting whether the “Slips Loose” has as many flat tires as reported. Mrs. Cummings .....Marcelling Stephen’s hair. Mrs. Kennedy ......Cautioning Peggy against the sterner sex. Mrs. Walsh ........Keeping Philip’s white sox clean. Mrs. Thompson .....Scolding Mary for being so frivolous. Mrs. Fisher .......Getting the correct amount of Stacomb on Edwin’s hair. Mrs. Robb .........Trying to make Dean study. Mrs. Greene .......Making Ruth stand up straight so that she won’t look so little. Mrs. Logan .......Helping John keep track of his dates. Mrs. McDowell ....Cautioning Bet not to treat the boys too rough. Mrs. Smith ........Keeping A1 awake long enough to eat his meals. Mrs. Daubenspeck ....Preventing Kate from studying too long on her Sunday school lesson. Mrs. Reiger .......Getting the same number of “doughnuts” on each side of Rosalie’s head. Mrs. Donei ........Keeping track of Howdy’s powder-puff. --- =g McCLUNG’S 231 South Main Street RADIOS Atwater-Kent, Crosley, Neutrodyne Radiolas, Super-Heterodvne COMPLETE INSTALLATIONS 98 THE SENIOR MAGNET a= SERVICE QUALITY COAL OPERATORS SALES CO. FRED STOVER, President 608 Butler County National Bank Bldg. WE OWN AND SELL THE PRODUCT OF THE FOLLOWING COMPANIES: ZENITH COAL CO. COSCO GAS COAL CO. VICTORIA COAL CO. BUTLER COAL MINING CO. SPRING VALLEY COAL CO. Daily Capacity: Two Thousand Tons THE SENIOR MAGNET 99 NOTHING PERSONAL If the A Seniors wrote their own epitaphs, which I am sure some of them would like to do, the cemetery which contained their sacred remains would no doubt present a strange appearance; for instance— Ed McCullough—“Here lies 200 pounds of darn good dust. Settle in peace.” Mildred Fulton—“Death, embrace me, hut first make sure that no one is looking.” Kitty Daubenspeck—“I always wondered what Death would be like. Curiosity killed a Kitty.” Edwin Fisher—“All the generous testimonial of man, be it ever so melifluous, cannot reincarnate the dear departed, or words to that effect.” Ina Savander—“Laugh ? I thought I’d die.” Dean Robb—“And this, my life, exempt from public haunt.” Graham Fithian—“I don’t mind being dead, but I can’t stand being cooped up like this.” Elizabeth McDowell—“Gee, I’m cold.” —B.H.S.— The subject for Commencement is —“Touring Historic and Scenic Pennsylvania!” Oughtn’t that to be—“Touring and Detouring etc?” —B.H.S.— Valentino isn’t the only one at whom the barbers are railing. Look at Ray Findley. —B.H.S.— Dr. Paul Eisenhuth— Dear Sir: When we called you in to attend my wife she was at death’s door. We have to thank you for pulling her through. The class of ’25 should be complimented—Alfred Smith has waited about seven years just to graduate with us. —B.H.S.— Miss Houston in Astronomy class: “Newton’s law is that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.” Jim Guthrie: “Is that why a gun kicks when you shoot it?” —B.H.S.— Paul Eisenhuth—Like a fawn he is graceful; Of freckles, a faceful. —B.H.S.— Lost:— A shoeshine somewhere on third floor. My breath when a freshie hit me. My beauty when I took a swim. A date for tomorrow night. Ten curls somewhere between 6th avenue and Main street. The back wheel of a Ford somewhere between Unionville and Butler. A voice between McKean street and the High school. Finder please return to the office. —B.H.S.— Dr. John Logan— Dear Sir: Before taking your eye-treatment I could hardly see at all. Now I can see my finish. —B.H.S.— Ina—(Going through the customary morning ablutions after spending the night with Nell)—“Nell, this ivory soap won’t work on my face at all!” Nell—“Of course not—you can’t clean ivory with ivory. Better get some milk—that’s what they use to clean it. 100 THE SENIOR MAGNET “Butler High” Plate For Your Auto For the Asking at DAUBENSPECK AUTO SUPPLY Mifflin St. —TWO STORES— Cunningham St. “It’s What You Get For What You Pay That Counts” ----- -■ - .1 TOO LATE TO CLASSIFY Wanted—Position as valet, chauffeur, or traveling companion with gentlemen to California. Luther Braham. Notice—My wife having left my bed and board without just cause, I wTill not be responsible for any bills contracted by her. A1 Smith. Salesman Wanted—To handle an epoch-making invention. After years of untiring research Prof. Stein-metz Fleming has discovered that a radio set squeals for exactly the same reason that a clarinet squeals. By studying these two animals in their native haunts, he had developed a radio set guaranteed to be absolutely noiseless. Agents make as high as 40 rubles an hour. Wire or write for territory immediately. —B.H.S.— Applause!! Clapping—! Cheers!! —Sh-ush—here he comes. Ahem!— -----“Then Eddie got the ball”— talk—talk—(more talk) Pause-more gas—Cheers!! Applause!!— Clapping! (Yep, Mclsaac just gave another speech in chapel.) P ------- =% SENN WATCH COMPANY Diamonds, Watches, Jewelry, Clocks, Silverware, Ivory Goods, Class Pins and Rings The Upstairs Jewelry' Store That Will Save You Money and Give You the Best Our Repair Department for Swiss and American Watches is at your service. Clocks and Jewelry repaired also. Try us. You will be pleased—and so will we. Room 4 McClung Bldg. 231 S. Main St., Butler, Pa. la ■ � S ==%, Photographs in This Magnet Made By ZUVER STUDIO H. S. SHEFFLER, Prop. a..._ ___ . — THE SENIOR MAGNET 101 THE BUTLER CROW Jan. 16, 1940. Personals We notice that Kenneth Amos and Stephen Cummings of the vaudeville team Amos and Cummings are playing at the Gayety Theater in Pittsburgh. Messrs Gallagher and Shean are apprehensive, and it is rumored have tried to buy out the new company. Robert Beikert has won first prize at the Annual Pumpkin show at Jefferson Center. “Doc” Britton is now playing saxophone in MitcheU’s Society Serenades of this city. Mr. Britton formerly played with the Dixie orchestra but was fired for playing the wrong notes. Mr. Frank Demyanovich is now in this city after playing for the New York Midgets. Mr. Demyanovich recently broke all records when he pitched a no hit game. All the opposing players getting their bases on balls. Mr. Paul Eisenhuth is now in New York City. Mr. Eisenhuth is one of Mile. Palova’s Imperial Russian Ballet. Mile Palova and her Company will appear at the Palace Theater at Lyndora sometime in the near future. Rev. Edwin L. Fisher is at home on a short vacation. Rev. Fisher has been doing work in the South Sea Isles. With him are five of his wives. Rev. Fisher says his success is because he assimilates the native customs. Harvey Gibson is serving sentence for polygamy, having married five red-headed women in the ’ast six months. Mr. Maxwell Glenn, the enterprising East Butler grocer has recently broken his former record. He came from East Butler to Butler in five seconds and three days in his new “24” model Overland Sedan. Rev. James Guthrie of Petersville is now nursing a discolored eye, received at the wedding of George Fleming and Miss Alda Reitz. Mr. Fleming misunderstood the Rev.’s intentions when he kissed the bride, and lost his temper. Mr. Howard Doner recently won the Trick Expectoration Contest of the Tri-State Tobacco Chewing League. It looked like Mr. A1 Smith was winner until Doner expectorated out one window , around the building, in another window, to a cuspidor in the center of the room, winning the wicker cuspidor. Mr. Edward McCullough of the Class of Jan. ’25 B. H. S. is playing the part of full moon in Flo-rentz Zeigfield’s Follies. In the cho-rous of the Follies are Mid. Fulton, Ina Savander and Martha Wick. Harry Neale has recently published another volume of his works “An cient Foods and Their Prepar ition.” It is entitled “Ham, The Rear Pedal Extremities of a Hog.” We see with regret that Mr. Louis Oesterling and Mr. Paul Smith were both killed in a duel. It is said that the duel was caused by the love of both young men for the same lady. Mr. Ramon Navarro has lost his position with the Plaster and Tin Film Company. His place is taken by Mr. Dean Robb, formerly of this city. Mr. Robert Walker has taken the position of Art designer for the Holeproof Hosiery Co., taking the place of Mr. Kolds Filips. Professor John Logan has recently returned from the wilds of Africa. Professor Logan you will remember thought he had discovered the missing link but it proved to be Wilmer Puff telling his Phord Roaster what the thought of Phordes in general and his Phord in particular. Philip Walsh, the financial wizard, 102 THE SENIOR MAGNET « X AFTER THAT BASKETBALL GAME . . . VISIT . . . CUMMING’S CONFECTIONERY “The House That Quality Built” sg ■ ... - -■ ■ ■- ■- is visiting his family at the Butler County Poor Farm. Mr. R. Graham Fithian has opened a dental parlor on Main street just next to Braham’s undertaking establishment. He will be assisted by Mr. A1 Smith, the village blacksmith. Mr. Braham says this will increase his business. Fred Roenigk is held for fifty cents bail, for running over a group of twenty Klu Kluxers. Her Honor Judge Mary Thompson said, “This is the most unprovoked case of reckless driving that has ever come « M Evenings By Bell Phone 200-R Appointment Peoples 1305-K DR. R. C. McCHESNEY Dentist 242 S. MAIN ST. Y'ounkins Building BUTLER, PA. rk— 5 m —:—— M LUNCH ROOM AND MEALS AND LUNCHES CONFECTIONERY AT ALL HOURS ROCKENSTEIN’S under my jurisdiction.” The city council approved Mr. Howard Doner’s plans for reforesting the Central Park. N. B.—The writer cannot be held responsible. —B.H.S.— NEWS NOTES Mr. “Toy” Fithian is seriously considering moving to the South Side. Martha Wick has given up her position as Court Stenographer, be cause she claimed the judge wouldn’t FANCY HOME-MADE CANDIES AND PASTRIES THE SENIOR MAGNET 103 quit flirting with her during cases. It became annoying and she could not work fast enough. She has decided to enter the beauty contest at Slippery Rock next month. Mr. “Ray” Findley has taken a position as salesman for a prominent Hair Dying Concern. His specialty is a medicine which he absolutely guarantees to make red hair turn black. Being well acquainted with a number of the auburn beauties he is meeting with great success in his work. James Guthrie, noted poet, has returned from New York to his home in Petersville, where he expects to finish his latest masterpiece, entitled “The Boardwalks of Petersville.” Edwin Fisher, U. S. Congressman has proposed a bill whereby a'l High School Students will be required to learn how to dance before they can graduate. The bill is being hotly debated by the opposing faction of Congress led bv Congre rmen Guthrie and Fleming. Miss Margaret Kennedy, noted Y. W. C. A. worker, has started a campaign for the benefit of married women. The object is to keep the fires of the earlier love lit during the latter years of one’s marriage. In a recent speech she put all the blame on the women for not keeping the husbands home at night, due to lack of Romance. Bob Walker, sign painter, has drawn up a contract wfith the Gunn Magic Mud Co. He will receive a salary of $12,000 a year for his is. genuity in drawing beautiful faces. Ruth Green of McClain Avenue, Butler, Pa., was the first Donor to the Fund for the erection of a dance hall for the benefit of High School Students only. Among the cast of Lilly Key’s latest photo play are many former Butler High students. There is Alice Friedman, dancer; Luther Braham, the wandering opera singer, and Paul Smith, comedian. —B.H.S.— ETIQUETTE FOR B. H. S. STUDENTS It is considered bad form to smoke on the second floor. Gentlemen and Freshmen of the male gender will always remove their hats on entering the elevators if good-looking women are present. Pepsin gum is most generally recognized, though Black-Jack is per-missable. Girls should, under no circumstances, chew tobacco, but gentlemen may do so if the indulgence is confined to the Chemistry Lab. When attending dances in the Gym do not wear hob-nailed shoes as this spoils the finish on the floor, and puts the owner of the High School, Mr. Turner, to great inconvenience in having the damage repaired. —B.H.S.— POPULAR SONGS “Worried”—Kenneth Amos “Down on the Farm” — Robert Beikert. “California Here 1 Come”—Luther Braham. “Whose Izzy Is He”—Howard Britton. “Why Did I Kiss That Girl”— Stephen Cummings. “Dancin’ Dan”—Frank Demyanovich. “From 1 to 2”—Howard Doner. “Freckles”—Paul Eisenhuth. “There’s a Ray of Sunshine”—Ray Findley. “Of AH' My Wife’s Relations, I Love Myself the Best”—Fisher. “Who Wants a Boy?”—Graham Fithian. “Poor Little Me”—George Fleming. “Heart Beats”—Harvey Gibson. “The Sheik”—Maxwell Glenn. “Sunny Jim”—-James Guthrie. 104 THE SENIOR MAGNET DRY CLEANING MCDOWELL’S LAUNDRY 405 South McKean Street Peoples Phone 21 Bell Phone 150-W “A Perfect Lover”—John Logan. “He’s a Panic”—Edward McCullough. “The Magic of Your Eyes”— Harry Neale. “If I Can’t Get the Sweetie I Want” —Louis Oesterling. “Gasoline Alley”—Wilmer Puff. “The Man to Be”—Dean Robb. “Lonely”—Fred Roenigk. “Sleep”—Alfred Smith. “What’ll I Do”—Paul Smith. “Take Those Lips Away”—Robert Walker. “Red Head”—Philip Walsh. “My Heart at Thy Sweet Voice”— Frances Caldwell. “Smile Again Kathryn”—Kathryn Daubenspeck. “The Flirt”—Mary Emma Deakyne “She’s Everybody’s Sweetheart, But Nobody’s Gal”—Elizabeth Duane “Hold Me in Your Arms Again”— Freda Ellenberger. “Sweet Pal”—Pearle Forster. “The Vamp”—Lillian Foster. “Sweet Alice”—Alice Friedman. “Love Came Calling”—Mildred Fulton. “Go Your Way and I’ll Go Mine” —Vesta Gallagher. “Nine O’clock Sal”—Helen Glaser. “Somebody Else Took Me Out of Your Arms”—Hazel Goehring. “Dear Little Darling of Mine”— Ruth Green. “Stay Home Little Girl, Stay Home” —Ruth E. Greene. “I Love a Little Cottage”—Gertrude Hohn. “Red Hot Mamma”—Laura Holly. “Polly”—Pauline Kamerer. COMPLIMENTS OF BRANDON BRANDON � ASK FOR— DIEHL’S BREAD —SOLD BY ALL GROCERS THE SENIOR MAGNET 105 “Just to Whisper I Love You”— Margaret Hurley. “Kiss Me Again”—Margaret Kennedy. “Sweet Little You”—Lillie Key. “When Lights are Low”—Mae Kramer. “Irish Eyes of Love”—Grace McBride. “Runnin’ Wild”—Dorothy McCas-lin. “Wash Tub Blues”—Elizabeth McDowell. “All Muddled Up”—Gertrude Me-Namee. “Mindin’ My Business”—Margaret Minteer. “San”—Harriet Norrington. “Don’t Mind the Rain”—Alda Reitz “Last Night on the Back Porch”— Rosalie Reiger. “Jimmie”—Ina Savander. “My Electric Girl”—Nelle Schenck “What’s Today Got to Do With Tomorrow”—Helen Smulovitz. “Dadd y, Wonderful Pal” — Margaret Shroup. “The Littlest of All”—Agnes Snyder “Doodle-Doo Doo”—Guyla Stamm. “O What a Pal Was Mary”—Mary Thompson. Peggy Dear”—Nellie Walter. “Send Back My Honey Man”— Martha Wick. “Hard Hearted Hannah”—Miss O’Brien. “The Belle of B. H. S.”—Miss Houston. “Paradise Alley”—Cloak room in 201. “Memory Lane”—1st floor in B. H. S. “Gallant Seventh”—Last Period. “Wreck of the Old 64”—Class of Jan. ’25. —B.H.S.— SPORTS As the close of the football season nears it looks very much like Ed. McCollough of the Nick Carter College, will be the leading point getter in college circles. He has been changed from the line to the position of full back, where he has been a great help to an otherwise weak team this year. So far he has scored 20 touchdowns and kicked all points after them by the placement route, and also 10 field goals, for a total of 170 points. He is also a member of the baseball team and has been elected captain for next year. Frank Demyanovich, of the class of Jan. ’25, has gained a permanent position on the varsity at Saxonburg University. He plays center field to perfection. —B.H.S.— PROSPECTIVE PROFESSIONS “Mid” Fulton—Prima Donna. “Howdy” Doner—Forest Ranger. Margaret Hurley—(Unknown). Paul Smith—Comedian. “Toy” Fithian—French Professoi. Freda Ellenberger—School marm. Helen Smulovitz—Danseuse. Ed. Fisher—Soap-box Orator. Luther Braham—Walter Hampden II. “Ray” Findley—Garter salesman. “Judge” Fleming—Chemist. “Jim” Guthrie—Poet. “Doc” Britton—Ted Lewis II. Elizabeth McDowell—(?). —B.H.S.— TAKEN FORM A SENIOR'S DIARYS Sept. 4.—I believe I will like school if all the girls look at me every day like they did today.—Kenneth Amos. Sept. 10.—Can’t understand why I can not grow and other girls can. But “As long as there is life there is hope.”—Agnes Snyder. Sept. 18.—I wish my brown eyes 106 THE SENIOR MAGNET We’ve had you in mind and planned for the day when so many events of importance are to be crowded into a few short hours. We know you’ll want to look your best and for that reason have gathered together for your approval the most complete and compelling assortment of styles possible. We’ll be pleased to assist you in your selection of clothing or furnishings. NAST “For Satisfactory Service” Butler, Penna. SUCCESSOR TO GEO. KETTERER SON SUITS and OVERCOATS $30.00 To $50.00 Including Fashion Park THE SENIOR MAGNET 107 were not so magnetic. Got into an awful fix on account of them tonight. —Harry Neale. Sept. 30.—Wish I were tall, then the girls would have to look up to me.—George Fleming. Oct. 9.—Twelve bells. Tired after a day of shopping in Pittsburgh. Wonder if I can get away with the ‘sick story tomorrow.—Helen Smul-ovitz. Oct. 15.—Wee hours of the morning. Saw a peach of a show—peach of an escort (Roland). Mighty tired, but it was worth it.—Lilly (Bill) Key. Oct. 23.—Morn will soon be dawning. Have been building air castles. Hope Eliz. Wigton had as good a time as I had tonight. Some dancer. Howard Britton. Oct. 30.—Little diary, just in secret, I do wish I didn’t get so scared when I start to recite in class.—Mary Thompson. Nov. 5.—Wish Miss O’Brien had not seen me copying Arithmetic problems. Now, what’ll I do?—Paul Smith. Nov. 6.—Never had such a scare in my life as 1 had when I was called to the office—to learn that I was to be rewarded for my labours.—Dean Robb. Nov. 13.—Wonder why everyone laughs when I start to recite. It does help a lot in bluffing the teachers though—especially Miss Critch-low.—Ray Findley. Nov. 21.—Had a fine ride with Dorcye this P. M.—but what will the penalty be.—Kathryn Dauben-speck. —B.H.S.— JOKES A boy stood on the Exam deck His knowledge all had fled, The little pony, held in check, Now saved him from the dead. A Seniors,—Rah, Rah, Rah. B aldness—see V. K. I. C hapel—and the bell wouldn’t ring! D rink—They drove us to it! E gotism—a quality known to B Seniors. F rench—ask “Toy” Fithian. G ood looking ? Oh my, yes. H ogg—that man who opposes ponies. I rvine—better known as “The Boss.” J ust look—Mary Thompson’s using powder. K. K. K.—Krazy Kat’s Konfedera-tion. L ook and Listen—Its us! M agnet—Why Seniors get gray. N t x Castle—our Jinx. O ’Brien—A Senior chief of police. P oor Seniors. Q ueer—synonomous with Freshmen R azzberries—Roenigk. S tamm—from w'hom we hear little. T wo hundred and one—our rendezvous. U nited we stand ; divided we fall—? V enus—where ? W here do we go from here? X What we find for Miss Purvis. Y That puzzling algebraic quantity. Z ero—What we got from Miss Purvis. —B.H.S.— CHEMISTRY EXPERIMENT No. 64. Object: To get an Education. Material: Books, Study, Teachers and Ambition. Procedure:— (a) First entered as Freshman and was presented with necessary implements such as schedules, pencils and books, and also wrhat they call teachers. The Teachers aided us in studying where ambition was lacking. 108 THE SENIOR MAGNET BUTLER FLORISTS “The House of Service” 133 EAST JEFFERSON ST. BUTLER, PA. Peoples 416 Bell 392-W THE SENIOR MAGNET 109 SUITS AND OVERCOATS FOR YOUNG MEN CLOTHIERS AND FURNISHERS FOR YOUNG MEN 136 South Main Street, Butler, Pa. H ■ - -« (b) For the remaining two and a half years follow as in part (a). (c) The last half of the fourth year is made up of loafing and having a good time. (O My yes, just try it.) Results:— (a) Carried a stack of books home each day and was rewarded by promotion. (b) By the help of the teachers ambition was cultivated and thus we became Seniors which we were proud of. (c) Since we became Seniors and can do as we please we are going to be rewarded with Diplomas. a ■ • —Ha “Your Eyes Are Your Greatest Asset— Guard Them ” H. W. CHRISTIE, O. D. Graduate Optometric Specialist OFFICE HOURS Peoples Phone 47 9-12 1-5 7-8 Bell Phone 97 136 East Jefferson Street, Butler, Penna. B-- H 110 THE SENIOR MAGNET AN IDEAL FELLOW Graham Fithian’s wit. Kenneth Amos’ humor. Ed. Fisher’s line. Paul Eisenhuth’s gracefulness. Howard Doner’s physique. Fred Roenigk’s hair. Philip Walsh’s smile. Dean Robb’s brains. A Senior’s dignity. AN IDEAL GIRL Lillie Key’s laugh. Agnes Snyder’s eyes. Pearle Forster’s hair. Alice Friedman’s gracefulness. Mildred Fulton’s voice. Martha Wick’s smile. Margaret Minteer’s dignity. Helen Glaser’s brains. P j j g _ US IN THE MOVIES Lillie K. in The Flower Girl. Harvey G in Galloping Gallagher. H—'■ = George F. in Circus Days. Rosalie R. in Little Old New York. Philip W. in Fighting Blade. Nelle S. in Flaming Blood. Dorothy McC. in Captain January. Helen S. in The Spanish Dancer. John L. in Girl Shy. Elizabeth McD. in Ponjola. Nellie W. in Her Love Story. Alda R. in The Girl of the Limber-lost. Howard D. in Hollywood. Gertrude McN. in Flirting with Love. Mae K. in Circe, the Enchantress. Paul S. in Hot Water. —B.H.S.— “Bill” Key upon coming to class one day observed a certain young man with a shirt on that appealed to her sense of beauty and so exclaimed, “Oh! Lewis! you have my shirt on.” ■ - — g The Main-Drug S| r,,s INCORPORATED Cor. Main and Mifflin Sts. Cor. Main and Jefferson Sts. Butler, Pa. Four Butler, Pa. 321 Center Avenue Stores (Formerly Reed’s) Butler, Pa. Bruin, Pa. Norris, Whitman and Johnson Candies, Always Fresh Imported and Domestic Perfumes Fountain Pens - Inks and Stationery Ice Cream Delivered Anywhere at Anytime Call Us Up and Deave Your Order—Peoples Phones 1064, 306 SERVICE QUALITY RELIABILITY THE SENIOR MAGNET 111 Sporting Goods For All Seasons J. G. W. Campbell HARDWARE AND SPORTING GOODS BIOGRAPHIA LITERARIA “The Sketch Book”—Senior Magnet. “Our Mutual Friend”—Report card. “Hard Times”—During Recitations. “The Prisoner of Chillon”—Study Hall Occupant. “Bleak House”—S e n i o r High School. “Much Ado About Nothing”—Commencement Exercise. “The Advancement of Learning”— Diploma. “Alls Well That Ends Well”—Farewell Exercises. “The Deserted Village”—201 after graduation. 112 THE SENIOR MAGNET Footwear For Every Occasion Shoe Store 142 NORTH MAIN ST. BUTLER. PA. STYLE! QUALITY! WHETHER it be for play, sport, formal or informal dress wear, WE CAN SUPPLY YOUR NEEDS. OUR LOWER PRICES are sure to please you. We emphasize the following FEATURES in our establishment: SERVICE! REDEEMING FEATURES “Al” Smith’s alertness “Ray” Findley’s bashfulness Lillie Key’s dignity “Eddie” McCullough’s slenderness Harry Neale’s outspokeness Ruth Greene’s blonde-ness “Toy” Fithian’s soberness. Vesta Gallagher’s noisiness Pauline Kamerer’s little-ness Laura Holly’s thinness. Lewis Oesterling’s dumbness Wilmer Puff’s baldness Harvey Gibson’s failing fauburns) —B.H.S.— Miss O’Brien—“James, how many tickets do you want for the plav. J. G.—“I don’t know.” Miss O’Brien—“Haven’t you ask ed her yet?” a— ■ - — -=g Practical Gifts for Health and Pleasure Basketball Equipment Skiis, Skates, Archery Hunting Supplies and Radio THE SPORT SHOP THE SENIOR MAGNET 113 Electric Supplies Equipment Co. LET US WIRE YOUR HOUSE’ WIRING MOTOR REPAIRS ARMATURE WINDING WATER SYSTEMS ROYAL VACUUM CLEANERS HOOVER VACUUM CLEANERS IRONING MACHINES OVER 2.000 AUTOMATIC WASHERS IN BUTLER COUNTY “Ask Your Neighbor” Electric Supplies Equipment Co. “Butler’s Electrical Department Store” BUTLER Bell 303-R EVANS CITY Peoples 153 M 114 THE SENIOR MAGNET 9------------------------------------—=9 BUY YOUR NEXT SUIT OR OVERCOAT FROM M. L. ISRAEL 142 S. MAIN ST. Bl B A FEW STARS OF THE CLASS OF JAN. ’25 Ed. Fisher and Nellie Walter recently won the National Amateur Tiddley Winks championship. Parson Guthrie has been meeting with applauding success in local home circles by the elegant evangelist addresses he has been giving. Lewis Oesterling and Elizabeth McDowell who last summer won the mixed doubles for western Pennsylvania will soon go to Australia to compete for the Davis Cup. Several of the leading colleges and universities have already offered the tackle berth on their varsity eleven to “Full Moon” McCullough. They believe that their team would shine more by his presence. SINCE 1903— Dean Robb and George Fleming, our local chess and checker champions, will soon journey to Prospect to play the stars of Home Circle Amusement Society. We are glad to announce that Ruth E. Greene and Pauline Kamer-er have accepted positions offered them by the Women’s Basketball As sociation of America. We are very disappointed to hear that Luther Braham has flatly refused the position offered to him by the Metropolitan Opera Co. Lu believes that local talent should remain at home, and has accepted a position from the local school board in which duties will be to teach music and dramatics to Butler’s school children. Salesman Ray Findley will take our best regards with him as he ----- -B We have consistently and unerringly followed the policy of dealing only in absolutely reliable jewelry retailed at an honest and conservative profit. RALSTON SMITH The HALLMARK Store 125 South Main St. — ■ . - - —- ■ B THE SENIOR MAGNET 115 £ ' • ’fcjf ' I 1 — — -- -=0 Colbert Matlack Li k z o © JLrJ?-, iL — t irwr i L 19 liM ' ■ Mallory Hats and Gents’ Furnishings Agents For Deforest Radio fWHEARY Majestic) |CWizoned Top WARDROBE f a s journeys to the South Sea Islands then return to New York City to to sell bath tubs to the natives. take charge of fancy dancing. Ruth Green and Alice Friedman The Fithian-Roenigk Comedy will go to Paris to study under the Company has been meeting with leading dancing artists, they will great success in the Coney Island sec- =11 GIFTS THAT LAST ARE MOST APPRECIATED Beautiful Gifts Such as Watches, Silverware, Clocks, Jewelry and Precious Stones R. E. KIRKPATRICK Jeweler and Optometrist NEXT TO COURT HOUSE BUTLER, PA. -0 [S: STEIN’S The Store of Satisfaction We Specialize in Ladies’ Accessories CHILDRENS AND INFANTS’ WEAR 108 N. Main St. Butler, Penna. =0 CANDIES Stationery, Toilet Articles Reick’s Ice Cream, Prescriptions. Clarence G. Dixon Main and Diamond Sts. 116 THE SENIOR MAGNET Butler Automobile Dealers Association Butler, Pennsylvania Butler Auto Supply, South McKean Street...........Cleveland and Chandler Butler Paige Company, Mifflin Street......................Paige and Jewett Cheeseman-Watson Company, North Main Street...........Buick and Cadillac Diamond Motors Company, 119 East Diamond Street. . .Olds, Nash, Peerless Eisler-Hoch Auto Company, 114 East Wayne Street......................Dodge Eury Bros., Cor. Second and Locust Streets.........................Oakland Hazlett Overland Company, 226 North Main Street, Willys Knight, Overland HoiYman Auto Company, 119 East Diamond Street. .. .Maxwell and Chrysler Huselton Automobile Co., Ill West North Street.... Reo and Pierce Arrow W. C. Laderer Company, 409 South Main Street.....................Chevrolet O. II. Nicholas Sons, South McKean Street.............Packard and Flint Shaffer Bros. Motor Company, Vogeley Way............................Jordan Vamum Williamson, 127 West Jefferson Street............Hudson and Essex Weeter-Siebert Motor Company, West Jefferson Street.............Studebaker Sz tion with their new production “Mamma’s Boy.” Wilmer (Cream) Puff will use his name to advertise a new confectionary that he and Harry Neale will soon start to manufacture. John Logan has just recently finished several volumes clearly explaining the long mystery of “Where do the Pieces Go When Day Breaks.” We have just learned that with the kind assistance of Stephen Cummings they will together attempt to solve the mystic problem, “Where Does the White go When Snow Melts.” Realizing the value of Palmolive Soap in keeping that schoolgirl complexion, Ina Savander has consented to let her picture be used by the Company in the leading magazines of the nation. Henry Ford realizing the talent in our class will put Bob Walker in charge of Bill board decorating for his famous car; also Paul Eisenlmth will be chief mechanic of the testing department for a new sport model racer he intends to manufacture. Ray Findley says his favorite breakfast food is “Wild Oats.” HARRY WIMER MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED GENERAL CONTRACTORS OF AMERICA and PITTSBURGH BUILDERS EXCHANGE THE SENIOR MAGNET 117 THE LYRIC THEATRE “THE THEATRE BEAUTIFUL” JOHN C. GRAHAM, Jr., Mgr. The Home of First Class Film Productions, Musical Comedies and Vaudeville. Our policy will be to feature pictures and musical comedy, double bills and clean entertainment. YOU ARE INVITED a ■ — m JOHN C. GRAHAM Attorney at Law Class of ’88 tS OFFICES % FRICK BUILDING BUTLER CO. NATL BANK PITTSBURGH, PA. BUILDING - BUTLER, PA. Admitted to Practice in All Counties, Butler and Allegheny Supreme, SPECIALIZING IN FEDERAL COURT PRACTICE Superior and Federal Courts 118 THE SENIOR MAGNET m- From the “Kick Off” to the end of the game it is “Work” if you mean to “Win.” A OU ARE IN SCHOOL TO GET AN EDUCATION. 1 GET IT, AND YOUR CHANCES OF SUCCESS IN LIFE ARE GREATLY INCREASED. The Butler County National Bank —AND— Butler County Trust Co. RESOURCES OVER TEN MILLION THE SENIOR MAGNET 119 B. H. S., Butler, Pa—Broadcasting Program Mr. Ed. Fisher—announcer January 16, 1925. “Senior Etiquette” — lecture—Mr. George Fleming. “Lamentations of a Senior”—solo by Madam Hohn, written by Ina Savander. “The Wisdom of a Senior”—address Mr. Philip Walsh. “Bedtime Story for Seniors” Mr. V. K. Irvine. “Wonderings of Aeneas on a Pony” reading by Miss Lillie Key. Composed by Laura Holly. “The End of a Perfect Class”— double quartette consisting of Mildred Fulton, Mae Kramer, Helen Glaser, Laura Holly, Maxwell Glenn, Lewis Oesterling, Luther Braham, James Guthrie. Quotations of Sr. stock market. “Farewell B. H. S.”—By A. Senior members of Orchestra. —B.H.S.— RULES OF ETIQUETTE Compiled, by Ham and Egg 1. Never use a knife for eating beans. Beans are passe as food. 2. Never put chewing gum under a seat—throw it on the floor. 3. Don’t drink all the water in the fountains—they need it for the ink. 4. Don’t ever let a black cat run in front of your auto—you might kill it. 5. Memorize these rules—then forget about them. —B.H.S.— Freshie—“Look at that colored man! (a negro.)” Senior—“That isn’t a colored man he was born that way. m SETTLE IT NOW P VrOU should have a banking connection A that is convenient—helpful—courte-our. Our service is all of this. The South Side National Bank a BUTLER, PA. m 120 THE SENIOR MAGNET m JAMISON’S PHARMACY a L. A. JAMISON, Ph, G. 304 N. Main St. Butler, Penna. w TO THE SENIORS “OUR GANG” Final Lecture by Ham and Egg You buncha good lookin’ goofs (boys). You—oh a—tsh tsh—girls. The time has come when you have the chance of gettin’ out of B. H. S. without bein’ kicked out, (athletically speaking). We beseech you, breth-ern and sistern, your time has become. Everybody don’t get a chance like this one. So with this fatherly advice, we hope to have moved your minds to a higher level than ditchdigging. (No, I won’t shut-up!) Class Workers—The whole Class. Class Vamp—Nelle Schenck. Class Actress—Elizabeth McDowell Class Thinker—James Guthrie. Class Actor—Lu Braham. Class Chemist—George Fleming. Class Clown—Fred Roenigk. Class Politician—Ed. Fisher. Cutest—Agnes Snyder. Wittiest—“Toy” Fithian. Noisiest—“Mid” Fulton. Shortest—Lillian Foster. Most Learned—Dean Robb. “School Miss” Fashions —that take youth to carry them off successfully. —joyously simple. —in good taste for school or “dates ’ —at sensible prices. ZIMMERMAN’S THE SENIOR MAGNET 121 FRIEDMAN’S MARKET No. 1—120-122 W. .Jefferson St. No. 2—370 E. Jefferson St, No. 3—194 Race St. Honest Quality—Fair Dealing Butler’s Finest and Largest Pure Food Markets We Forced the Meat Prices Down and Are Holding Them Down. 120-122 W. JEFFERSON ST. Bell Phone 315 Peoples Phone 325 SI ■- ■ ■■---- B CLASS ALPHABET C—is for Cummings, a quiet lad. L—is for Lillian, who at Virgil is not bad. A—is for Agnes, a shy little maid. S—is for Stamm, who never needs aid. 0—is for Oesterling, who takes high honors. F—is for Frank, who on his studies ponders. J—is for Jim, who from Petersville sails. A—is for Alice, who in style never fails. N—is for Nellie, a debonair lass. U—is for Us, a jolly good class. A—is for Alfred, who sleeps when he gets a chance. R—is for Ruths, who are alike only in name. Y—is for Yells, we give at the game. T—is for Thompson, always the same. IV— is for Walsh, who a good time always affords. E—is for Eisenhuth, who drives a rattling good Ford. N—is for Norrington, who is always so gay. T—is for Our Team, who great talent display. Y—is for our Yells, we use at the fray. F—is for Fithian, the good little bad boy. I—is for Ina, a humorist artist. V— is for Virgil, a Senior s joy. E—is for Ellenberger, an excellent typist. 122 THE SENIOR MAGNET LISTEN GIRLS! We’re just full of pep and enthusiasm over our splendid line of smart winter wearables—all of which were bought with the fashionable High School Miss in mind. May we not have your approval on our selections? Phone 205 REIBER’S 11 - 205 A STORE WORTHY OF YOUR CONFIDENCE ■■ ■ —■ — ■ ■ - - — fil APPLICABLE ADJECTIVES J ocund A ttentive N onpareil U ndaunted A dolescent R ollicking Y earning T ireless VV ide-awake E nergetic N otable T otable Y outhful F raternal I nspiring V ociferant E ntertaining “We Say It With ” ROSENBLUM’S WE FEATURE JUNIOR SIZES IN COATS AND DRESSES sr- Schoener’s Pastry Shop High Class Bakery Products 119 East Jefferson Street Peoples Phone 1648 THE SENIOR MAGNET 123 B - ' “IDEAL LUNCH COUNTER” -Why Not? THE NEW BANK BUILDING HAS BEEN GIVEN OVER TO OUR CLASS Butler Savings and Trust Company Bank President .......................John Logan Vice-President .....Maxwell Glenn Sec. Treas........Elizabeth Duane Cashier ............Vesta Gallagher 1st Ass’t............. Rosalie Reiger 2nd Ass’t.........Freda Ellenberger Head Bookkeeper ....Gertrude Hohn Trust Department ......Martha Wick Foreign Dep’t... Frank Demyanovich Agriculture Dep’t... Robert Beikert Elevator Boy ............Ray Findley Offices Womans’ Exchange ..............301 Information Bureau—Pearl Forster .......................305 Howard Britton, Veterinary Surgeon .......................309 Foreign Missionary Headquarters .......................30+ Kathryn Daubenspeck ......306 Lewis Oesterling .........307 Margaret Kennedy .........308 =1! Mrs. A. Kummer Fresh and Smoked MEATS 331 S. Main St. Bell 212W Peoples 106 Novelty Shop—Roenigk, prop. ..302 Fleming and Neale, Consulting engineers ...............303 Stevens Cummings D. D. S...401 Fancy Needle Work, Helen Glaser and M. Hurley .........406 Sutto Gasoline Co. Ken. Amos, president ...............404 Farm Products, Guyla Stamm and Francis Caldwell ....105 Cream Puff Magnate Co., Wil- mer Puff, president .....402 Dean Robb, LLd, PHD, AM, BA. Literary Critic of America .......................403 I ■ —B Photography that will please you! Zuver Studio H. S. ShefTler. Prop. 215 South Main St. fia - ■ . ia 124 THE SENIOR MAGNET a — : ia The Vogeley Insurance Agency 247 South Main Street Insurance in All Its Branches Real Estate ia—... = = -- 1 a”-------------------——jw Peo. 1026-X Bell 28-YV NOTICE! Dealer in 0. K., Churn-gold and Kernolnut BUTTERINE Butler Butterine Company J. H. Kepple, Prop. 212 s. Main Street SI- -M Saxonburg Realty Co.—Hazel Goehring ...................506 Studio, P. Smith and Savander ..502 Commercial Illustrating and Designing, Robert Walker ........505 Gertrude McNamee and Alda Reitz, Dressmakers .........501 Philip Walsh, Tailor...........504 Morals Court—Bill Key Prosecutor ......................503 Beauty Shoppe, Elizabeth McDowell, proprietor .........601 Vocal and Instrumental Studio, Braham and Foster ..........606 Pa. Dep’t. of Forestry, Howard Doner ......................602 American Red Cross Associa tion .......................603 Head nurses—Ruth Green and Grace McBride. Sulphur Baths—Harvey Gibson 604 Public Stenographer—Agnes Sny der ........................605 Millinery—Nelle Schenck and Nellie Walter, Managers ....705 Dancing School—Fisher and Smulovitz, directors .......706 Physical Education—E. McCullough, instructor......701 702 Mae Kramer, pet animals ......704 Bobbed Hair Specialty, M. Shroup and H. Norrington .....703 Eisenhuth Magic Mud Co........804 Deakyne and Holly—Piano Instruction .................805 Art Gallery—Mid Fulton, Director ....................801 Gift and Antique Shop ........802 Dorothy McCaslin and Margaret Minteer, props. Alfred Smith, Chiropractor ...803 James Guthrie, Prohibition Officer .....................806 «i— m a- m GIFTS Greeting Cards The “Palace” ANGIE SUTTON Confectionery Ancient Art Shoppe Nicholas J. Gazettos, Prop. “The Home of Fine Confections” 222 North Main Street Butler, Pa. Ice Cream and Fruits BAKED FOOD Not How Cheap But How Good 216 SOUTH MAIN ST. Both Phones Butler, Pa. m (j 11 —8! THE SENIOR MAGNET 125 IS is LEITH’S FLOWER STORE “SayIt With ” Member F. T. D.—Flowers Sent Everywhere Ml Ik Roof Yatsambowski L. H. Children’s Playground, Graham Fi- F. Demyanovich R. H. thian, director. J. Demyanovich F. Tea Garden, Alice Friedman. Honorable mention— Basement Varhola, Curzi, Benko. Women’s Natatorium, Ruth E. Time Keeper— Greene, Director. Angelo Litz. Women’s Athletic Association, Paul- —B.H.S.— ine Kamerer. —B.H.S.— THE ANGEL CAKE Since this it the time for choosing (Contributed by the small sister All-American football teams, this dis- of an A. Senior girl) trict is not to be left behind, so here is Butler High’s All-American team. Nellie made an Angel cake First Team:— For her darling Johnny's sake. Krankota L. E. “Johnny, you a piece must take. Bilovich L. T. This she meant. Kukura L. G. • Perifano C. Johnny ate it, every crumb. Kanishak R. G. Then he heard the Angels hum. Chuhra R. T. Calling softly, “Johnny come. Marinaro R. E. Johnny went. Trecisse Q. fwl By Sally —’31 IMJ Martincourt Daugherty Carry the Largest Line of 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, Penna. 126 THE SENIOR MAGNET m s 1 «i - ;k Showing Everything The Fashion That Is New in FINE FOOTWEAR Distinctive Apparel at Economical Prices Bickel’s Shoe Store Peo. Phone 1608-K Butler, Penna. 213 South Main St. Butler, Pa. SI la a — ! WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR Martha Wick to stop smiling? Dean Robb to quit flirting? Alfred Smith to stay awake? Lillian Foster to come to school without her hair waved? Agnes Snyder not to be willing to lend her dorine? Robert Beikert to be dignified? Pearle Forster not to be bluffing? Fred Roenigk to have his Chemistry lesson ? Laura Holly to stop giggling? Elizabeth Duane to be a cheer leader ? Mary Thompson to make speeches? Louis Oesterling to be a second Caruso ? Ed. Fisher not to make speeches? Ed. McCullough not to be so rough? Anybody not to like Betty McDowell? a-- -• =.... ihi HUSELTON’S Shoes of Both Style and Quality Reasonably Priced 102 NORTH MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. Since 1867 K' ■ ■ —B A Senior Boys to be seen anywhere with the A Senior girls? Miss O’Brien to have a model 201 ? Lillie Key to shut up? Helen Smulovitz to keep still when she hears “Charlie My Boy?” Vesta Gallagher to be a Public Speaker ? Maxwell Glenn to ride without Thelma ? —B.H.S.— M iss R. McNees (speaking of Environment and Heredity) “Which chiseled out the character of Silas Marner ?” Student—“George Eliot.” —B.H.S.— Miss Purvis—to Lee Gregg, who had been sleeping and just woke up. “Good morning, Leland.” THE SENIOR MAGNET 127 r----- m 0. N. Williams Bro. Jewelers and Optometrists BUTLER, PA., 120 S. Main St. GREENVILLE, PA., 196 Main St. -- ■ ■■■!� a Hi The Evans Manufacturing Co. (LIMITED) Manufacturers of Gas and Gasoline Engines Metal Foundry BUTLER, PENNA. « =B WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE IF— Ina Savander had straight black locks ? Alice Friedman was not dressed in the height of fashion? Kate Daubenspeck worked in Chemistry Lab? Gertrude Hohn was fat? Wilmer Puff did not chew gum ? Mr. Hogg got 100% class recita tion in Vergil ? Harry Neale did not have dimples? Lillie Key did not think “its too warm in here?” Luther Braham did not sing? Cloakroom in 201 had no mirror? Nellie Walter failed to recite? Bob Walker was not artistic? Hazel Goehring did not smile? There was no partnership comb in Senior Cloakroom ? We all were Honor Students? Helen Glaser was not a good sport? The whole Class had mumps like Laura Holly? —B.H.S.— Laura Holly explaining why “The End of a Perfect Day” was written. —“Carrie Jacob’s Bonds’ husband fell off the porch and died of the results.” —B.H.S.— Harry Neale to Miss Critchclow' “1 ain’t got no pencil.” —B.H.S.— Miss O’Brien: “Harry Neale to the front.” We always wondered why Harry was such a good boy.) H - . ■ fel DRIVE IN TO— ‘Mose’ Campbell’s New Service Station —TO SERVE YOU BETTER— Everything for the Motorist Confections ami Tobacco Bell 763-J COR. LINCOLN LOOKOUT AVES. Peoples 555 SI ■ - —S .... AT YOUR SERVICE .... SUPREME IDEAL SHOE REPAIRING BY THE RELIABLE SHOEMAKER TONY MONDAY 238 SOUTH MAIN ST. BUTLER. PA. —■- — ■ -K 128 THE SENIOR MAGNET ELLIOTT PRINTING COMPANY JOB PRINTING AN EXCLUSIVE LINE OF CHRISTMAS CARDS OFFICE SUPPLIES CALLING CARDS Blackmore Building PI .... - - ___ Teacher—“Why didn’t you report after school?’’ John L.—“I had a date last evening after school.” Teacher—“Don’t you know that your school work is more important than the girls.” J. L.—“Yes, but my date was with the professor.” —B.H.S.— A Senior—“Why are there two doors in room 217.” B. Senior-—“So that Joe Shevelin can go in and out without turning his feet.” Mike—“I ran a needle into m wrist and it came out of my elbow. Pat—“That’s nothing, I swal- lowed a tack and a nail came out of my fingers.” —Copied —B. tt.s — John (To an Irishman)—“I hear your country is pretty hilly.” Mike—“Yes, it is so steep that we have to roughblock our billie goats to pasture them. —Copied CREDIT! ‘‘Complete Your Home” CREDIT! Furniture, Carpets, Linoleum, Stoves EAGLE FURNITURE COMPANY 333 South Main Street, Butler, Pa. CREDIT! Is Good—Why Not Use It? CREDIT! CLIFF WICK HE SELLS— Dobbs Hats IBI----- -------- a-------------------1 EVERYTHING IN— FOOTWEAR Ketterer Bros. 224 South Main Street m,- - - e i THE SENIOR MAGNET 129 Whenyou Coal in a hurry— — it would be all right if many other householders were not in the same fix. At present we have a large stock of free-burning, white-ash coal, and we urge you to order your winter supply before the snow flies. We can serve ten families today better than a hundred when the thermometer registers freezing. SHUFFLIN GREEN Lookout Avenue Peoples Phone 170 Bell Phone 855-J 130 THE SENIOR MAGNET p- « Pleasant memories of High School Days recalled by the “KODAK WAY” START NOW We’re your Kodak dealer, as ready to explain a camera or offer a helpful suggestion as we are to make a sale. Autographic Kodaks $6.50 up Brownies - - - - $2.00 up All Sizes of Kodak Film Leave your exposed films with us for special developing and printing. Favorite Pictures Enlarged Grohman’s Drug Store 109 N. Main St. Butler, Penna. A farmer and his wife were enjoying a band concert at a small town. As the piece was finished, the lady said—“That was Beethoven’s Sonata.” “No,” replied he, “It was the ‘Poet and the Peasant.” To settle the argument he went up to the stand and then came back. “We’re both wrong. That notice says it was the “Refrain From Spitting.’ ” —Copied We don’t need a clock in the auditorium as very correct time is kept by some feet. —B.H.S.— Miss Critchlow:—“Why can’t you temper wrought iron ?” Student—“Because it contains a lot of carbon.” Voice:—“That must be why you can’t temper teachers.” —B.H.S.— Class Bouncer—Al. Smith. THE SENIOR MAGNET 131 It LEADING FASHIONS FOREMOST QUALITIES COURTEOUS SERVICE Women’s, Misses’ and Children’s APPAREL “THE BEST PLACE TO SHOP AFTER ALL” Mr. Hogg (in a virgil discussion about mistletoe)—“Can anyone give another use for mistletoe?” Ed Fisher—“It’s used as an incentive.” —B.H.S.— Miss R. McNees (in A Senior English) “Who invented the steam engine ?” Student—Robert Louis Stevenson. —B.H.S.— Boss’s Wife to Office Boy—“Who is the new Stenographer?” Office Boy—“Some German, I guess.” Boss’s Wife—“How do you know she’s a German ?” Office Boy—“Because last night when they were leaving, I heard the Boss say, ‘Good night, Hun.’ ” —Copied Dean Robb:—(Reciting Virgil) — “They went to the external home of Pluto.” Mr. Hogg:—“Where is that?” Dean :—“In the Underworld.” Mr. Hogg:—“Go ahead.” —B.H.S.— Is she drunk?—Someone said that Byron’s poem “Manfred” was Gloria Swanson’s latest picture. CIGARS, TOBACCOS AND CONFECTIONS We Appreciate Your Patronage PATTERSON SNYDER LYRIC THEATER BLDG. 112 N. MAIN ST. .... AT YOUR SERVICE .... SUPREME IDEAL SHOE REPAIRING BY THE RELIABLE SHOEMAKER TONY MONDAY 238 SOUTH MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. =a 132 THE SENIOR MAGNET CAMPBELL'S GOOD FURNITURE ALFRED A. CAMPBELL 337-39 South Main St. a - — Headquarters For— OIL WELL SUPPLIES COAL MINE SUPPLIES BUILDERS SUPPLIES WATER SYSTEMS Keystone Pipe Supply Company BUTLER, PA. a The Electric Shop Electrical Dealers and Contractors Electric Appliances for the Home JOHN E. FLACK. “99” 115 W. Jefferson St. THE SENIOR MAGNET 133 W EBERLE’S Little Plumber TF ALL of the heat that Awas wasted in this world was arrested and locked up on a charge of vagrancy and thereafter properly distributed to shivering souls who needed it, a lot of suffering would be abated. Don’t waste fuel. Let us install the proper heating equipment. Chas. P. Eberle 300 Center Ave. BUTLER, PA. Peo. 630-K Bell 142-J 134 THE SENIOR MAGNET ------;---------------------------------g The Farmers National Bank Trust Company Facilities “Thrift” is a ship that brings in a cargo of Comfort and Contentment from every voyage. When your ship comes in what will it bring you? SERVICE Start a Savings Account Now THE SENIOR MAGNET 135 The Ball Gas Engine is a prime mover for any job in the oil industry where simplicity, power, economy and dependence is required as in pumping, compressing, cleaning out and drilling. The BALL EQUIPMENT is so complete that any demand for motive power can be satisfied. Two types of ONE-WAY CLUTCHES from 12 in. to 42 in. diameter. Three distinct types of REVERSIBLE CLUTCHES from 12 in. up to any diameter required. The BALL REVERSIBLE DRILLING CLUTCH is timely for the fast coming gas engine drilling. It has the excellent and entirely new feature of separated clutch mechanism and belt pulley. Any diameter belt pulley can be used, and quickly changed for different depths. IGNITION of three kinds: hot tube, electric low and high tension and all are efficient. The BALL DRILLING GAS ENGINE is equipped with special flywheels, enclosed bed for splash lubrication, cylinder force lubrication, special water pump and forge blower, electric and hot tube ignition combined. derrick controlled drilling governor and clutch outer bearing chain oiled. They are drilling all over the Appalachian Oil Fields with marked success. Address your communications to the Butler Engine Foundry Co. BUTLER. PA. 136 THE SENIOR MAGNET Oh, Girls! Do you want to look pretty? Then why not come up to the LADIES’ BARBER SHOPPE Artistic Bobbing and Curling 241 Yi South Main Street Opp. Farmers Bank Peoples Phone 1784-L GEORGE KETTERER Good Reliable Furniture 222 SOUTH MAIN STREET PEOPLES PHONE 821-A - BUTLER, PA. STUDENT’S SPECIAL Hair Bobbing-Face Massage See our 25 various styles—then ask our advice. It gives you pep and improves the ■■complexion. Special Attention Given to Women and Children between the hours of 2 and 5, excepting Saturday. Thomas Barber Shop Basement—Miller’s Shoe Store South Main Street THE SENIOR MAGNET 137 1 Coni moil Sense | 1 Plus Determination I A MILLION RECIPES have been given for success, but the one above appears to be the best combination to use to get ahead. Whatever you do, do it well. Open an account with the Butler Savings and Trust Company and deposit regularly. We aid with compound interest. ♦ Butler Savings and Trust Company § ; Butler, Penn’a. H 138 THE SENIOR MAGNET HABITS— that mean success are the habits of Industry and Economy. Either one by itself will not produce success in a substantial way, but it is a fact that once a person practices economy, he generally becomes industrious also. We encourage you In the habit of economy — the savings habit — by welcoming deposits from $1.00 up in our savings department, on which we pay 3% interest. €UAMANTY TMUJOT COMPACT OF BUTLER, PA. 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