Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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ll THE SENIOR .MAGNET 15 negro servants, but someone had taken those papers, so .lack searched Betty's personal property, but no papers were found. As it was almost impossible for anyone to have taken the papers, Jack offered to stop and see Mr. Cadman when he went north and so the matter was dropped and they enjoyed his stay thoroughly. When Jack entered Mr. Cadmanls home in Philadelphia, it was suppose- ly a friendly visit. Mr. Cadman had been a very good friend of Mr. Endi- cott and Betty trusted hirnimplicitly. Jack was informed that Mr. Cadman was expected home in a fewi moments and he was asked to wait in the library. Jack began to look around the library while waiting for Mr. Cad- man to return and while crossing the room, he accidently bumped the cor- ner of the desk chair with his foot and much to his surprise a small drawer appeared miraculously from the seat of the chair. As Jack was abou.t to shut the drawer, he noticed Betty's name on the uppermost paper, and as the name of the company was the same as that of the firm which Betty's missing papers were from, Jack took them, and sure enough they were apparently the missing papers. just then Mr. Cadman drove up the drive-way. Jack put the papers in his pocket and closed the secret draw- er. When Mr. Cadman entered the room, Jack was reading the daily newspaper. Because of Betty's trust in Mr. Cadman, Jack was utterably surpris- ed when Cadman politely refused to do anything about the delayed check, because of the missing papers. 'fKnowing her servants as you do Mr. Cadman from your frequent trips down there, do you believe the servants might be responsible for the papers disappearing ? No, Mr. Forrester, replied Cad- man, I do not, Mammy is trusted implicity and l hardly think the other two have the necessary intelligencefl Then he ushered Jack to the door. While Jack got home, he sent sev- eral wires and called personally to see some men connected with a cer- tain stock company. He settled him- self to wait for the answer. At Jack's suggestion, Betty made Tom, the town outcast, confess to stealing the papers for Mr. Cadman who had offered him a certain amount of money. Betty did not want Mr. Cadman punished for he probably would never want to do that sort of thing again. Then Jack arranged to have a plane to take him south so that he might explain personally just wfhy it was necessary for Betty to become Mrs. Jack Forrester. Jack thought that he could explain matters satis- factorily and evidently he succeeded, for twlo months later Betty went home with him as Mrs. Jack For- rester.

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14- THE SENIOR .MAGNET A Happy Ending FANNIE FBLDSTEIN Betty Endicott walked into the library, slumped disconsolately into the easy chair and sat gazing at the book lined walls 'fMammy,l' she call- ed, 'fhas the mail arrived yet T' 'fYes, Miss Betty, honeyf' drawlled the cheerful looking negro woman who appeared at the door, I put it on the desk, and she stood there look- ing fondly at the girl dressed in riding togs. About five feet, four inches, she was with a school girl complex- ion that was the envy of her social companions. Expressive brown eyes, black curly hair and her two even rows of pearly teeth describe the girl. Betty glanced at the several enve- lopes there, all very apparently per- sonal correspondence, and frowned. Mammy darlingf' she said ser- iously, wif that check does not soon appear, we will have to go on a diet, for lack of necessary finance. f'Lawsy, Miss Betty, you couldn't go on a diet, lau.ghed Mammy, Hyou all wouldn't be just right if you be- gan to get thin. You know when Miss Smith comes down from New York, she always wishes that she was just right like you aref, 'fWell, if she would diet a little, answered Betty, Hit would improve her appearance, but there would be a great deal of a difference between that sort of a diet and starving. Well, I guess I'll have to write to Mr. Cadman and ask him to attend to this, in fact, she continued, I think, I'll wire him. - Shortly afterward she appeared in a chic gray ensemble suit, hat and gloves, and her roadster matched in color perfectly, that when she stepped on the gas, as she was fond of doing, one could hardly distinguish the driv- er from the car in the gray streak that literally flew dowln the road. f'Why, Jack Forrester! she ex- claimedas she stopped at the tele- graph office. Hello, Bettyf' greeted a tall clean cut and very good looking young fel- low, What's all the rush about 7' Nothing in particular, Jack, I just have to send a telegram, but tell me, when did you arrive and why haven't I heard from you ? I just arrived on business and was going to call you immediately. You see that was even more impor- tant than my business reasonf, How nicel Wait until I send this telegram and then we can talk. You see,H she continued teasingly, my whole life depends on thisf' 'fWell, wfell, you might tell an old friend all about it, after all I didn't spend a number of years studying law for nothing, even if I did spend a lot of my time, pursuing a certain co-ed. You see Bettyf, he explained, f'You were so popular and there was so much competitionf' But he grew more and more serious as Betty explained that the dividends from the stocks, in which her father had almost his entire fortune, had been delayed several times lately, and that this month's check had not ar- rived at all. Not only that, but in looking up the papers in the book en- closed safe, she found that some of them were missing. Betty insisted that no one could possibly have found the safe and that she herself must have mislaid them. But Jack was afraid that someone had taken them and asked to see the safe. Of course lVIammy was above sus- picion and so perhaps were the two

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l 16 THE SENIOR Mia! GNET Revenge Is Sweet ALFRED PATTERSON Paul Lease heaved a sigh as he crawled into bed. He heard the clock in the library strike twelve and was delighted with the thought of eight hours sleep with pleasant dreams. The night was cold, in fact, very cold for late February. Paul was aroused from his sleep by the sound of the telephone. He was alone in the house, the family having gone to the country for the week-end. The phone continued ringing, and Paul lay wondering what to do. Finally, he jumped from his warm bed to the cold Hoor, snatched a robe and slipped into bedroom slip- pers and was soon at the telephone. Hello, said Paul. Hello, said a male voice on the other end of the line. 'iSay, Paul, this is Ted. I'm down at the depot, having just arrived on the one-thirty flyer. I have called home and can't arouse anyone. As I have extra bag- gage along, I thought you might drive down for me. HI sure will, replied Pauly just wait and I'1l be right dow-n. Back upstairs went Paul, shivering a little more at every step. Hurriedly, he dressed, but with delight because he liked TedU and would do almost anything for him. Ted Vane was one of Long- ville's Upolished gentlemen, who had been engaged in advertising in Los Angeles for several years. He was a good friend of Paul's when in Long- ville. Paul was in the garage making every effort possible to start the en- gine of his somewhat dilapidated Ford. Vigorously, he struggled, but in vain, so he decided to walk. Out into the cold he went, strong winds blowing against his cheeks. Honk, honk, he stepped back to avoid the approaching wheels of an automobile. Slipping and sliding he hurried on. At last he reached the station but there was no Ted', in view. He looked around, walked arou.nd and waited patiently, but still no 'fTed appeared. He was wondering what to do when a volley of snowballs, ac- companied by shouts of laughter, struck him. Quickly, he decided what to do: go home, the joke was on him-and how? Back in his warm bed, he wondered why anybody would do a trick like that on him. Well, he would be quiet about it and perhaps he would be able to find the guilty one, or ones. No one Urazzedl' him the follow- ing days and Paul was afraid it was going to be impossible to find Hhis manf' He received a letter from Los Angeles, from 'fTed,'y saying that he would be in Longville for a monthis vacation, arriving about the middle of March. As the fellows were assembled in the poolroom one night, Stiff Ber- ger said to Paul, I heard that 'fTed was in town. Have you seen him ? A few of the fellows snickered, and Paul knew- at that moment that he had found Hhis man. His only thought was Revenge.U He answered Stiff'l by telling him that it was hardly so, as he had had a letter from him that day. When Ted arrived in Longville, the second person to greet him was Paul. 'fCome up for dinner tomor- row eveningf' said Paul. HI need a friend so 1'm taking you into my confidencef'