EX - LIBRIS SENIOR. MAGNET ERHAPS sometimes during the progress of your life you will review these pages in a reminiscent mood, in a fit of dejection, or when cynical hands have taken hold upon your heart. We, the editors, may feel that our work has been profoundly rewarded if then you can recapture from these pages some of the dreams, and the laughter, and the courage of youth, so that you may go forth again, the better to take your part ... in the inspiring drama of progress represented in the art work of this book, which depicts the magic of the advancing civilization in the midst of which we live. Page two The Senior Magnet June - - 1955 Published by the Senior Class of BUTLER SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL Entered as second class mail matter at the Post-cff'ce. at Butler, Pa., and mailed at the special rate cf postage under Act of October 3, 1917. Published nine times per year. Subscription price, $1.00 per year. SENIOR. MAGNET TO OUR GENIAL, HELPFUL FRIEND SOUL OF HONOR, HEART OF FELLOWSHIP WITH HAND OF SKILL FOR THE SERVICE OF ALL TEACHER OF ARTS AND CRAFTS LEADER OF HIS FELLOW-TEACHERS INSPIRATION OF HIS STUDENTS LOYALIST TO HIS SUPERIORS TO MONT R. FREDERICK CRAFTS TEACHER OF THE BUTLER SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL THIS VOLUME OF THE MAGNET IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED BY THE SENIOR CLASS OF JUNE, 1933 Page four ======== S E N I □ R ■ — MAGNET Our Esteemed Principal A man he was to all the country dear.” This could most truthfully be said of Mr. Irvine, who at the end of this semester severs his connection with the schools of our city. His resignation has occasioned expressions of sincere regret by the students, the high school faculty, and his many friends. For a period of thirty-six years, Mr. Irvine has been a most conscientious and tireless worker in building up the Butler High School. In 1897, when he became its principal, the number of students enrolled was one hundred and fifty-eight, and the faculty numbered five. Now the student enrollment is eighteen hundred and eighty-one, and the faculty numbers fifty-seven. Thirty-six years ago there was no separate high school building in the city. In September of 1897, when Mr. Irvine began his work here, the annex to the McKean street building, intended for high school use, was not completed; and for several weeks the classes recited in the old Y. M. C. A., now the Community building. For eleven years the McKean street school building housed the ever-growing high school. When it became absolutely necessary to have more room, the present Junior High School building was erected, and in September, 1908, the high school, for the first time, had a building of (Con tin tied on Page sixty-four) Page six APPRECIATION A CCHTUOy or paD Dr SEN I □ R MAGNET Faculty John A. Gibson, Superintendent V. K. Irvine, Principal J. T. Hogg, Assistant Principal Ella Purvis Mary McNees Martha U. Orr Lucille Critchlow M. Eleanor Hervey Elizabeth Hcpler J. E. Storey Gertrude Reed W. B. Herron Mary Jamison George Bernlohr Eilis W. Love Esther M. Mapes J. W. McDowell Dorothy Doerr Dorothy M. Wise H. Vernon Com in Ruth E. Helm Jeannette McKee F. C. Stevenson Jean A. Bell Nelson P. Palmer Alice E. Douthett W. Herbert Beattie Elizabeth R. Campbell Clara E. Bartley Regis L. Heinzer Erma A. Bachman George C. Atwell Marjorie G. Helsel Chandler B. McMillan Jane Harper Allene I). Montgomery Frank M. Ellis Ralph A. Nicholas Joseph E. Robison Catherine Miller Commercial: Mary A. Wigton Anna H. Brier Edna G. Riggle He'en L. Rankin Mattie M. Powell Mary C. O’Brien Dorothy I. Wertz Florence C. Watson Catherine R. Campbell Carolyn Barthelmeh Home Economics: Frances E. Gerber Manual Arts: Mont R. Frederick Knowles G. Eldridge M. L. Hammer Physical Education: John E. Mixer Virginia Varnum Librarian: Georgia Mechling Music: Geo. Bob Wick Jos. E. Scohier Page eight APPRECIATION FACULTY SENIORS LITERARY MAGNET STAFF ACTIVITIES FEATURES HUMOR ADVERTISING SENIOR MAGNET Staff William Baumgarten ...... Editor-in-Chief Hyman Hurwitz .......... Assistant Editor Literary Editors— Mary Jane Cratty Raymond Schoier Robert Byers ......... Business Manager Catherine Hildebrand Keith Hutchison Catherine Stehle James Sutherland Sarah Kummer Jack Herr Phyllis Clark Marguerite Geible Lydia Figot Michael Gormley Mary Margaret McCaslin Typists— Mary Anderson Dorothy Alexander Faculty Director— Miss Lucille Critchlow Faculty Literary Advisors— Miss Clara Bartley Miss Elizabeth Campbell Miss Allene Montgomery Page ten S E N I O R S A CENTURY OTVJBZte f SENIOR: MAGNET DORIS MYRTLE ABERNATHY Button nose Known in our class as the biggest bluffer; But to hear her music is to love her. LOIS G. ADAMS Lois Lois’ heart will alway thrill At a certain boy by the name of Bill. HOWARD JOSEPH ADELMAN Flywheel 11” Howard is known as a quiet lad. But to help someone he’s always glad. DOROTHY MAE ALEXANDER Dot” To type like her we’ve often yearned. For many’s the stick of gum she’s earned. JOHN WILLIAM ANDERSON Jack” He’s tall, and dark, and handsome, too; If he’s your friend, you’ve a friend that’s true. MARY ELIZABETH ANDERSON Mary” Mary is one of our prettiest girls; The boys all fall for her bright curls. CHARLES EDWARD ASHBAUGH. JR. Chuck” A gentleman to the highest degree; A student, actor, and author is he. RAY PHILLIPS ASHMAN Ray He’s Mr. Storey’s right-hand man; Some day he’ll work for Uncle Sam. ALMA E. BACHMAN Alma We think of you as always gay and glad; Remembrance could not dream of you as sad. GERALDINE C. BAKER Jerry Sweet, musical, and tall— She’s a whiz at basketball. Page twelve ESTHER MAE BEILSTEIN Es” She likes to go swimming every day; To her it’s the only way to play. PETER P. BEITCH Jerry” As a football end he was no fool; He played two years for our High School. SENIOR: MAGNET GRACE MARGARET BAKER Ravelin Ravelli” they call her by name; In history she will win great fame! LE ROY M. BARBER Curly” A regular fellow is Leroy; To fool the teacher is his joy. HOWARD D. BARNHART Barney Howdy joined us just last year; By now he knows our faults, we fear. HAROLD W. BARTLEY Mutt When we want to hear a deep bass voice, Harold Bartley is our choice. HELEN ANNA BAUER Helen A friend she’ll be in every hour; That’s what we know of Helen Bauer. RAYMOND PAUL BAUER Ray” With architecture and engines, too. He’ll find success before he’s through. WILLIAM JOSEPH BAUMGARTEN Bill His stories, poems, and editorials Could all be used as class memorials. ALBERT HOWARD BECK ”AI” This brave lad, so tall and slim. Can thrill your soul with his violin. Page thirteen SENIOR MAGNET i ELIZABETH CLARA BIRCKBICHLER Betty Big brown eyes, and bright blonde head, And just half as tall as her cousin Ted. THEODORE ANDREW BIRCKBICHLER Teddy Hair tossed up and no shoe-shine, He gets to school at ten to nine. BERNICE ELIZABETH BISH Bernie You’ll find her reading every day; She goes for books in a great big way. HOWARD R. BLACK Black, e” Keller says he's a regular feller; Black says the same about Bill Keller. EFFIE L. BLAIN Eddie She’s noted for her smile serene, ’Cause she likes Fat,” and not the lean. ANNA BLISAK Bliss Anne’s quite reserved ’most all the while, Yet she greets you with a friendly smile. MARGARET EVELYN BOVARD Peggy Th's red-headed lassie is always sweet, Pretty, happy, and very petite. MARY ELIZABETH BOWERS Betty Dainty and quaint as her grandma’s doll, Mary holds her place in the hearts of us all. JOSEPH ANTHONY BOWMAN Joe” They call him Joe, the one-man line; At Duquesne U. he’s bound to shine. CECIL MAY BOWSER Flywheel” Smiles lend sunshine to ev’ry heart, And gracious joy to all impart. • Page fourteen S E N I □ R; MAGNET SAMUEL LEWIS BRISTOW Timmy A soldier, all set, if by any chance, We ever wage war with sunny France. PAUL ARDEN BROOKHART Paul Paul sure is a ladies’ man; He gives ’em a line wherever he can. NATHANIEL E. BROWN. JR. Nat He thrills and chills you to the bone The way he toots that saxaphone. MARJORIE F. BURR Margie Her name implies a prickly shell; Within, a sunny heart doth dwell. THOMAS CARL BUCHTER Butch He always talks; he’s never still; He’s never failed, and he never will. LENA JOYCE BURTNER Jo” Joyce hears the songs of birds that sing, And carries along the tunes they bring. ROBERT JAMES BYERS Bob” Cx.ass President If limits of age do not prevent, Bob ’ll be our nation’s next President. D'LEO F. CALLIHAN Dee Bustling about like a tiny elf, She is a Daughter of Business, herself. AGNES JANE CAMPBELL Dimples Tall and fair, and very sweet. One of the nicest girls you’ll meet. ELEANORE ELIZABETH CATALINA Pat Here’s luck to you whose happy toes So joyfully dance away all woes. Page fifteen SENIOR; MAGNET PHYLLIS JAYNE CLARK Phyl Brains, looks, charm—three graces rare; Phyllis has them all to spare. AYLSWORTH LEO CLOUSE Buz” This lad we hardly need to mention; H is smile and jokes draw your attention. HORTENSE RITA COHN llorty” A certain poise, a certain charm, Go hand in hand, and arm in arm. GENEVIEVE ROSALIE COLL Rose” Our Rosalie, with her dark brow'n hair. Will make a typist very fair. RAYMOND JOSEPH COLLINS Ray” We’re always glad to meet this guy, And see the twinkle in his eye. JOSEPH T. COLOSIMO Gus” He must be honest, and a’ that; For he works in a store, and doesn’t get fat, JOHN V. COOK Professor” John’s scientifically inclined; With radios he’s a master mind. ELINOR ALICE COTTRILL Shorty” Great big eyes of Irish blue. That smile and say ’’Hello” to you. VERA JUNE COULTER Vera Her voice is ever soft and low; ’Tis said a lady’s should be so. MADELINE MARY COYLE Madeline Bright red hair, and jolly smile, Her rare good nature sets the style. Page sixteen JANE ADELLA CRANMER Jennie” No sweeter girl you’ll ever meet; To be with her is sure a treat. MARY JANE CRATTY Janie” I'm a good sport for a that, And lots of fun and a that. RUSSELL HAROLD CROTZER Bus” A regular fellow, of that we’re certain; For all the plays he raises the curtain. JOSEPH M. CURTS. JR. Bailer It took a long time for it to come; But now it’s over, Joe says ’twas fun. ELEANOR L. CYPHER Nornie” Our wittiest girl, she’s full of fun; She spreads good cheer just like the sun. RAY E. DAUGHERTY R. E, D” Ray plays a cornet in the high school band, So we know he’s O. K. Come on, give him a hand! HANNAH ELIZABETH DENNY Betty” You'll see her shining on the tennis court: That racket is her favorite sport. MARTHA ROBERTA DONALDSON Marty” Martha is dainty, petite, and sweet. And as a friend she can’t be beat. JOSEPHINE E. DORCY Jo” Basketball’s her middle name; In sport she’ll surely win some fame. NICHOLAS DRUGA Nick” Once a bashful boy was he; Now he goes with many a she. SENIDR; MAGNET Page seventeen SENIOR. MAGNET MARY ELLEN DUANE Ellen She is dainty from head to toes. Lovely as a bright red rose. FRANCIS CARL DUIGNAN Skinny A quiet boy of finest mold; Underneath, a heart of gold. SARA L. DUNKLE Sally” At snappy comebacks she’s a hound, But she loses her tongue when Dan’s around. MARGARET ELIZABETH ELDER Peg” One could not find a friend more true, More prone to laugh or cry with you. JOHN IVAN FEDIACZKO Fidge We see him in the corridor, we see him in the hall, But soon he’s going to leave us, to take up duty’s call. DOROTHY CHRISTENA FERNE Dot Happy-go-lucky and jolly is she; Dot likes a sailor boy over the sea. RUTH MARGUERITE FETTERLY Ruth A golden voice, and very pretty— That’s our Ruth from Saxon City. LYDIA FIGOT Lydie” Such wisdom is not always found In one with other virtues crown’d. OLIVE RUTH ELLIOTT OJJie Another member of our class. Who, we admit, is quite the lass. Jim We wouldn’t forget him if we could; We couldn’t forget him if we would. JAMES L. FABER Page eighteen SENIOR: MAGNET PAUL WESTLEY FOREMAN Pete A regular fellow, hard to beat; To chum with Paul is sure a treat. LULA JAYNE FORINGER Jayne Though she goes around with unassuming air, Quietly, but surely, our Jayne gets there. HELEN ELIZABETH FOSTER Foster Honey Gilchrist was Helen’s flame, But he shaved his hair and lost his dame. SARA ALBERTA GAISER Birdie If marriage to Don soon doesn’t stop her, You’ll hear of Birdie in grand opera. ETHEL MARIE GALLAGHER Ethel She’s jolly and pretty, good-natured and sweet; Marcella says she’s a pal hard to beat. MARCELLA FRANCES GEIBEL Sally She’s happy as the sun above; Perhaps that proves she is in love. MARGUERITE A. GEIBEL Margie” With pen in hand she’s hard to beat. And at no sport will she take a back seat. WILLIAM C. GLADIS Sheikie” Although as a villain he once did play, We think he’s a hero in every way. WALTER J. GOLEC Walt” He’s a mighty hunter, to be sure; But is he mighty good, or mighty poor? MICHAEL JOHN GORMLEY Mike This Irish lad, with his pen so clever, Can write a joke that’s the best ever, Page nineteen SEN I □ R; MAGNET SARAH LENORE GRAVATTE Lcnore” She has the charm of Poe’s Lenore; Is that what Bill Fisher takes English for? LEONARD CLYDE GREEN Greetin'” Around him peace and quiet reign deep; That is—we mean—when he’s asleep. MARY HELEN GREENERT Mary Helen Quiet, nonchalant, and petite. Our Helen resides on East Penn Street. HELEN MAE HABURCHAK Helen” Blonde, happy, friendly, fine— Would she were a friend of mine. BERNARD P. HALEY Bernic” What a ravishing heroine our Bernie did make; ’Tis said that a hundred boys’ hearts he did break. HUBERT E. HALIN U-B” Works hard, has a smile that’s cheerful and gay; A good business man he’ll make some day. ALICE CECELIA HALLERAN Halbo” Hear that bell? Again she’s late! With some senior boy she’s had a date. OPAL JANE HAMILTON Pal” If she looks dreamy, thoughtful, sad. You’ll know she’s wond’ring 'bout a certain lad. MARCUS WALTER HAZELTINE Ted The industrious boy with the paper route; He’ll be owning the Eagle soon, no doubt. L. GRANVILLE HECKATHORNE Heckle” He likes a seat in the back of the row, ’Cause then he won’t have to whisper so low. Page twenty SENIOR: MAGNET EDGAR L. H'EIST Heist A famous trumpeter here you see: An assistant to Gabriel he will be. JOHN E. HERR Jack The kindest boy in our fair land; He even gave Shakespeare a helping hand! SARAH CATHERINE HILDEBRAND Kate Brains and athletics in this striking lass Make a combination that’s hard to surpass. MARY ANN HILLIARD Mary Ann” Mary Ann, so gay and sweet. Smiles welcome to all the friends she meets. ARTHUR ROBERT HOCKENBERRY Art The handsomest lad in all our class Draws pensive sighs from many a lass. EDITH LOUISE HOGG Edie A vivacious girl, with heart of gold; A laugh, a smile that will ne’er grow old. JOHN ALEXANDER HOGG John A mighty fine hunter; a writer of note— His life is in peril from an essay he wrote. WILLARD H. HOLMES Willie Rosy cheeks—about so high— Nice and quiet—he’ll get by. ANNE M. HOTSA Anne A rare good friend—to all who ask She’d gladly help with any task. MICHAEL H. HREBENICK Herby At school and golf course he fares well; For him success we can foretell. Page twenty-one SENIOR: MAGNET AUGUST HUBA August” From this fine lad we take an example; He’s honest, sincere, with ability ample. HYMAN Z. HURWITZ Hy” Three words it takes to describe him: Personified Pep, Vigor and Vim. FLOYD BROWN HUTCHISON Shorty” He comes from up on Cecelia Street; He drives a Ford that’s very neat. KEITH RANDALL HUTCHISON Hutch” This tall and comely Lochinvar, In everything he seems to star. LEILA GRACE HYKES Lelia” A sister of our old friend Roily; She’s like him—gay, and nice, and jolly. MARY JABLONSKI Mary” Mary says she’s very nervous, Especially when around Miss Purvis. SIDNEY L. JAFFE Sid” With winning ways he sure does rate; When Sidney sings we think it’s great. GRACE ELIZABETH JAMISON Betty” Versatile Betty covers the keys Of the piano with rapid ease. JOHN C. JAMISON Jack” This young fellow’s idea of fun Is to crack a merry jdke or pun. ELIZABETH JERRY Jerry” Although she’s called most bashful girl, You’ll find her always in a whirl. Page twenty-two WILLIAM PAUL KELLY Fat” Shipwreck” Kelly, a right jolly young elf, Always laughing, in spite of himself. ALBERTA JEANNETTE KEPPLER Chickie” Baby talk, as we all know. Goes to the heart of Bart Renno. WILLIAM HENRY KIESTER Bill” Father calls me William, Sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill.” HELEN MARIE KNOTICK Helen” Flard-worker, studious and demure, Of shorthand outlines she is sure. SENIOR; MAGNET THORVALD W. JOHNSON Johnson” When it comes to looks like Apollo, This lad beats Apollo all hollow. RUTH ELIZABETH JONES Jonsie” Here’s to Ruthie, our best sport; May she always be the same good sort. JOHN A. JOY Johnny” Just what will the GleeCIub do without John? Some day in grand opera he’ll wave a baton. HENRY WALTER KELLEN Walt” A good honest boy, this lad named Walt; In him we’ve never found a fault. PAUL HAMILTON KELLY Ham” This thin lad should sure go places; He’s a shadow running bases. BESSIE KELLER Bessie” Bessie is a joy to greet Whene’er you meet her on the street. Page twenty-three MAGNET JOSEPH A. KOERNER or” Bother not with care and trouble; Life to me is just a bubble. ALEXANDER A. KOMITSKY Al” If this young fellow could pick his career, He’d spend his time in hunting deer. RALPH T. KRONEBERG Ralph” Th is Mar wood boy will draw' some dayj He’ll become another McClelland Barclay. ROSE MARIE KRULATZ Rose” A pretty, quiet, hard-working lass; An honor student of our class. ANNA KULICK FreckJe Whether she has a zero, or her pen runs out, She always finds something to be glad about. HELEYN OLIVE KUMMER Heleyn” The best dressed girl of ’3 3; Dear to us she’ll always be. SARA FULLWOOD KUMMER Sis” Bright, clever, a singer, all— And she’s a whiz at basketball. STEPHEN H. KUTCH Kay” Slow and steady wins the race; Let Stephen Kutch show us the pace. BESSIE MARGARET KRADEL Bess” Bessie is a friend to all— Th is brown-eyed lass who is so tall. GRACE LUCILLE KRAUSE Grace Always cheerful, alway glad. Never thinks of being sad. Page twenty-four SENIDR: MAGNET CLARA LORETTA LEHNERD Babe Happy, chattering, friendly is she; Tells the news to you and me. ELIZABETH STELLA LEI NENBACH Betty Quiet, never in a fix, Just a star of 2-0-6. VERONICA ROSE LEITEM Bonny” Her eyes belie those sedate ways, What power lies beneath their gaze? BRUNO JOSEPH LENZl Puggie” He’s rather quiet, dark and tall; His only weakness is mushball. HELEN S. LERAS Cookie You’ll find this vivid, dark-eyed lass A loyal member of our class. MADELINE G. LEVENTHAL Mady A friend to all—a foe to none; A happy heart, and lots of fun. WILLIAM R. LITTLE. JR. Pick Give me a song, and let me sing; I’d rather do that than anything. LLOYD WILLIAM LITZENBURG Coonie” This country lad, so strong and tall, Would walk a mile to play baseball. HELEN FRANCES LITZENBURG Sis” She adores to swim, and write poetry; A poetic mermaid she would be. ALICE CATHERINE LITZINGER A. Kay Dark hair and eyes of Alice blue; Thrilled with music through and through. Page twenty-five SEN I □ R MAGNET CLARENCE E. LONG Shorty” If a name implied his classification, Shorty” would be his appellation. ELIZABETH S. LOOMIS Betty She knows her Vergil; oh, yes, sir! If you don’t agree, just ask Miss Doerr. CAROLYN B. LUKE Curly” Carolyn’s an athletic miss; Hiking and basketball she thinks bliss. VELMA A. LYNCH Dolly” Our Velma loves the out-of-doors; Her smiles with sunshine there she stores. WALLACE FRANK MALICK Wally” Round about him the girls all come, Crying loudly, Gimme gum!” ANNE MARKIW Tubby” A quiet girl, with a pleasing voice, And a flare for the Glee Club; it’s always her choice. JEAN VINCENZIA MATHIA Jean” Jean Mathia, with her hair so dark— We’re told she goes for Johnnie” Clark. WILLIAM MAXIM Bill” If he played hook he had a reason— ’Twas the first day of hunting season. DOROTHY IRENE McCANDLESS Dot” The kids will fight to stay after school With Dot, for she always acts the fool. LAWRENCE CLIFFORD MARTSOLF Red” Each morning at eight, he makes his way From home to school in a one-horse shay. Page twenty-six SENIOR MAGNET RHEA JEAN McCANDLESS Ginge” Class Secretary Here’s to a girl, vivacious and gay; A host of friends adorn her way. MARY MARGARET McCASLIN Mary Mar Always has her night work done; A clever student, and lots of fun. DOROTHY JANE McCLUNG June Here’s to Jane, with plenty of looks— Too bad she doesn’t care for books. ROY ADDISON McCLUNG Mac” Vice President Not tall—in fact, rather small, we’ll admit; But on basketball floors he sure makes a hit. FLORENCE BEATRICE McCONNELL Rea” A pretty lass, with eyes of blue; She’s tall and fair; her heart is true. ELEYNE D. McCOOL Eleyne” Plenty of lipstick, powder, and paint; Spite of all that, we have no complaint. RAYMOND E. McDEAVITT Ray” He’s a mighty batter, though he fans the air. Don’t blame him if the ball’s not there. RICHARD J. McDEAVITT Dick” Here’s the first baseman of the clan; And can he spear ’em? What a man! ELSIE M. McDOUGALL Ossie” She’s a friend you’d be glad to call your ain;” Neither fickle, nor false, nor grouchy, nor vain. DOROTHY JOAN McGRATH Dot” Tall and slim, cute and trim; Not so prim, but has lots of vim. Page twenty-seven SEN I □ R: MAGNET VELMA BLANCHE McKINNIS Shrim p She hurries always from place to place, Her tongue a-trying to keep pace. FRED H. MCLAREN Freddy” Before you ride in his old red Ford, Offer a prayer up to the Lord. EUGENE E. MCLAUGHLIN Gate Quiet, industrious, a pal, indeed; He won’t let you down when you’re in need. VIVIAN LUCILLE MCLAUGHLIN Viv” Beautiful eyes are those that show Beautiful thoughts that burn below. FRANK GEORGE McQUISTION Frank A fine, blonde boy, from high on a hill; His trig he studies with all his will. JANE JOSEPHINE MEDDO Jane She’s a little girl, with a great big smile; Cheerful and happy all the while. JOHN L. MERGEL John A bit of quietness, a lot of fun, A bit of seriousness, and you’ve got John. HERBERT DEWITT METHENY Herb An interesting, bright, ambitious lad, Whose happy smile makes everyone glad. LAWRENCE D. MICHALIK Laurie This boy likes the game of basketball; His work’s caused many a team’s downfall. HELEN CATHERINE MILHEIM Helen She is always happy, blithe, and gay. Without a worry through the day. Page twenty-eight SENIOR MAGNET CLARA MAE MILLER Mazie A true friend comes but once your way, But here comes one in Clara Mae. FLORENCE GENEVIEVE MILLER Jennie” She’s fair, curly-headed, and always neat; As a typist, she’s one of the elite. OLIVE JUNE MOCHEL Ollie Olive is a bright, fair lass; She comes from Sarver to join our class. DOROTHY IRENE MOXEY Dorothy” Tall and good-natured is this blonde; One of whom our class is fond. ISYDOR R. MYNDUS lsy” From Graham Terrace this lad comes smiling; His cheerful nature is most beguiling. LOUIS ANTHONY NANNI Brii He’s quite a shark at the game of baseball; Last summer, stole 76 bases in all. MITCHELL A. NATALI Mitch Here’s to Mitchell, tried and true. Whose constant smile brings joy to you. E. ETHEL NEBEL Ethel An honor student, a lovely lass, The sweet Ann Harding of our class. FRANCIS A. NEBEL Fran A quiet boy, with a friendly grin. You’ll never hear him make a din. CHARLES KENNETH NOBLE Ken A sunny smile, a willing hand; One of the best pals in the land. Page twenty-nine SENIOR: MAGNET ROBERT CORNELIUS NOLAN Bob” Bob is handsome, strong, and tall. This is the type for whom the girls fall. JOHN REGIS O BRIEN Tucker It can’t be true, but some do say That he wore green on St. Patrick’s Day. EARL RAYMOND OKESON Okie ’Tween women and study his lot is to smart; For study makes his headache, and women his heart. MARTIN EUGENE ORLOWSKY Marty To work with Martin is a treat; As Tony’s pal he can’t be beat. ANTHONY W. PACZEK Tony Lots of fun when Tony’s around; Such a boy is rarely found. ANN ELIZABETH PALSAK Pat A stenographer’s job she hopes to get; With her cheery way she’ll get one yet. CHARLES WILLIAM PATTERSON Chuck A quiet boy he seems to be— But underneath—Oh, my! Oh, me! JOSEPHINE PAYCHICK Jo This quiet little girl, named Jo, At collecting Bills is far from slow. ADELAIDE ANTOINETTE PERCY Adelaide” Hail to the queen of the Lab! The result will be placed on her slab. JAMES LEROY PIPER. JR. Roy” Likes a good book, and his quiet grin Shows that a joke isn’t lost on him. Page thirty S E N I □ R: MAGNET LOIS RUTH POTTER Chubby Education will get a break! A fine math teacher she will make. JOHN PROCHYZNE Pro He likes all sports, and plays them well; Steady, dependable—much more we could tell. ALBERTA ELIZABETH PROTZMAN Bertie An added dignity as a senior acquired; Not too forward, yet not too retired. HAZEL E. RAISLEY Hazel Words fail us, so all that we can say Is Happy Landings!” in a nice, nice way. FRANK RAJCHEL Fritz Four years we have known him, but few of us know He’s the best polka dancer that our class can show. KATHRYN E. RATTIGAN Kate A jolly friend in work or play. With a mood for every hour of the day. CLEORA ALICE RENICK Cleora” She has a smile for everyone, And with her we have lots of fun! Page thirty-one ROBERT JAMES RALSTON Bob Oh, Mammy dear! to us it’s clear That this is Jolson hiding here. NORMAN RAUSCHENBERGER AMY LUELLA REGAL Amy Dignity plus, describes her to a T; She’s little, but oh, how brilliant is she! Norm In a certain corner of 213, Where fun runs riot, Norman is seen. SENIOR MAGNET VICTOR RAYMOND RENNO Vic” In basketball he is clever and fast; In his class work he is far from last. ELEANOR JOSEPHINE RIMP Ellie A pretty girl, and very striking; You will find her to your liking. THRESSA E. ROHE Tess” Morning, evening, noon, and night, Thressa’s smile is warm and bright. CYNTHIA FAYE RUDERT Faye” With her little, turned-up nose, She makes friends wherever she goes. JOSEPH JOHN SCHAFFER Cooper” As full of tricks as the day is long; With many teachers he’s always in wrong. ELEANOR ANN SCHAFFNER Onie Onie” is quiet, sweet, and gentle; She never waxes temperamental. VIOLA MARGARET SCHRINER Vi” This blonde-haired lass of the friendly heart Long ago fell victim to Cupid’s dart. MARIE ELEANOR SCHUSTER Marie” You’ll find Marie in the pantry nook. Poring over a big cook book. JOHN VOGELEY SCHWEPPE Jack” This red-headed wonder took math every year; Imagine Miss Purvis without her Jack here! RAYMOND M. SCOHIER Bus” Musical, serious, brilliant of mind, We are sure the world to him will be kind. Page thirty-two SENIOR MAGNET MELVIN LOCKWOOD SHAFFER Cy It’s nice to have such a good sport near, For wherever he goes, he spreads good cheer. DOROTHY MAE SHANOR Dor Little and peppy, with very fair hair, And a talent for tennis, and 90’s so rare. GLEN ELTON SHERMAN Glen This blonde lad, so tall and slim— Four miles a day are nothing to him. MARION ESTHER SHERRY Marion” A demure little lass is Marion Sherry, But when Dick’s around, she is alwrays merry. CATHERINE JANE SHOUP Janie Jane is a dancer who is well known; On many dance floors she has shown. WILLIAM A. SINKEVICH Willie Piano, trombone, accordion, too— Musicians like him are very few. ALBERT JOSEPH SLIMAK Slicker The smallest boy in the class is he; Mischievous, clever, and smart, we agree. GLADYS RUTH SMITH Gladys Dancing was made for this fair lass; She is the best in the Senior Class. UNA MAE SMITH Smitty A fluster and a flurry— Una’s always in a hurry. VERNA ALICE SMITH Vernie Bright eyes, dark hair, not too tall; Smilingly she passes through the hall. Page thirty-three IDO A. SOLAR) EN I □ R: GNET Ide” Tall, broad-shouldered, quiet, and wholly Devoted to his good pal, Steve Soley. STEPHEN SOLEY Chip His quick wit flashes—’tis most refreshing; It cheers when things get too depressing. ELEANORE LOUISE SPANG Weasie” About her Paris style we hear much talk; She has such pretty dimples, and such a snazy walk. MICHAEL R. STANKO Tarzan Michael, with his spacious intellect. Always has an answer that’s correct. MARIE GERALDINE STEELE Runt” Marie adores to watch the sun-set, Because it sets right over Prospect. OLIVE CATHERINE STEHLE Kate” Best looking, popular, and oh, what a smile! Gee! If we could be with Kate for awhile. HELEN ANN STEIBLL Giggles” She’s got a smile for everyone, Is plenty smart, and loads o’ fun! MARY EDNA STEIN Metz” She laughs her cares and woes away, And waxes wittier every day. CLARENCE O. STEPP Steppe” Bright and smiling is this lad; An innocent-looking but mischievous grad. MARION PAULINE STEWART Marion” She can sing, she can dance. Until we all are in a trance. Page thirty-four SEN I □ R: MAGNET MARK ANTHONY STILLWAGON Marky Behind that pair of sombre eyes A subtle sense of humor lies. BLANCHE ELIZABETH STIRLING Bonny Gentle in nature, true in heart. Bright, but shy as a violet, thou art. AGNES MARIE STOKES Aggie Happy gentleness is in her ways; To be cheerful, and sweet, and kind—it pays. HELEN J. SUCHY Skippy A handsome girl who never frets; Envied for the marks she gets. JAMES H. SUTHERLAND Jock Big and jolly, and that’s not all; You ought to sec him play football. HELEN G. SWANEY Suanee No greater friend will you ever find, Although she has Chuck on her mind. SARAH ELIZABETH TEBAY Sally Always a smile for everyone. Always around where there is fun. JOHN RENNIE TESTI Sheik” When our Rennie passes by. Watch the girls all cast their eye. JOHN THOMAS. JR. Skip” Happy am I, from care I am free; Why aren’t you all contented like me? RICHARD A. THOMPSON Dick He has a smile a mile wide; He keeps tis on the sunny side. Page thirty-jive :SENIDR: MAGNET WALLACE W. URAM Bill” A dandy student, quiet, tall; In our estimation he’ll never fall. ANNA VARHOLA Swifty” She’s pretty, blonde, petite, and gay; For more details—let the boys have their say. DOROTHY ALLENE VENSEL Do ” She may be small, but she’s full of fun. Though quiet as a mouse till her lessons are done. JAMES B. VENSEL Jim” A bashful lad from Meridian near, Who thinks, then speaks in accents clear. CYLDE W. WACHSMUTH Lefty” In his keen Chrysler as he speeds by, He attracts and holds every girl’s eager eye. MABLE RUTH THOMPSON Ruth” Brevity is the soul of wit,” ut that saying with Ruth will never fit. HARRY E. TRAVIS P etc” A great big boy, with a great big smile. Who will in life do things worth while. NICHOLAS URAM Nick” Tall and slim, but not from worry; Studies never set him in a flurry. ELEANORE JOSEPHINE WARHEIT Elcatiore” Smiles, charm, wit, and wee— Those words just suit her to a T.” MARY ELEANOR WASON Marie” Mary’s the very best of sports; We never find her out of sorts. P i e thirty-si SENIOR; MAGNET DONALD S. WATSON Don” More than wisdom or despair, A merry heart that laughs at care. HAROLD RAYMOND WEI LAND Farmer” To teachers, quiet and reserved is he. But classmates know he’s jolly and carefree. MILDRED E. WENDELL Mid” She is modest, and quiet, too; As a friend she is ever true. RAYMOND WILLISON Willis” A quiet, smiling, good-natured lad. As good a pal as you’d want to have. MILDRED E. WHITMIRE Milly” Mildred’s hobby we discover with ease; It makes her happy to tickle the keys. MYRTLE KATHRYN WIELDING Myrt” To a lad named Donald she is yielding, This dark-eyed lass named Myrtle Wielding. CATHRYN ALENE WILSON Kate” If we could look just like our Kate, We’d be pretty enough for a fashion plate. EDWARD JOSEPH WITT Ed Ready to have fun with the rest, We class our Ed as one of the best. ROSE MARY WITT Doo s” A lass with manner sweet and coy. She hurries by with steps of joy. ANNE R. ZAVACKY Amy” An earnest, industrious life she’s led; Our Anne is sure to get ahead. Page thirty-seven SENIOR. MAGNET LOIS W. ZEIDERS Lois Tall and thin, you knew her well: Once you are under, you can’t break the spell. FRANK A. ZELINKA Z ink Where did he ever get the knack Of cleverness, which so many lack? MARY KATHLEEN ZIEGLER iggy” A happy violinist, she Pours forth a merry melody. JACK J. ZORKA Jack H is friends, they are many; His foes—are there any? HELEN ZYMBOLY H” A brilliant student in our class, A sturdy worker, and a kind little lass. farewell (‘With Variations) Michael Gormley Since you’ve seen the class of ’33, I’m sure that you will all agree That for high intelligence and skill, There never was nor never will Be any class that will ever show The brains—(but all the rest you know.) We know that the teachers have suffered a loss; On their downy cots they will turn and toss; But there, there, teachers! Don’t you cry— We’ll send you our children by and by! Page thirty-eight LITERARY A CENTURY of ojnzzz f ...—ENID R - == MAGNET Joke c3f.arc!tyate of James Marjorie Burr Handsome young James Weaver was sitting in the sunlit corner of his room, a room that had been his almost constant home since he could remember. His curly blonde hair lay back from his forehead in sunny waves, but his whole countenance was darkened by his lifeless blue eyes, eyes that did not see. He had been blind since his birth, and although his nineteen years of life had been kind to his finely proportioned body, they had nevertheless, played havoc with his spirit. Moody, dejected, and dissatisfied with life, he had rebelled against the role that fate had assigned him. To be sure, he had learned to read braille, but the books had been too few to provide a steady source of amusement. Moreover, he had become sensitive to his blindness, so that the very mention of it caused him to reveal how bitter his plight had made him. Once a lady, a friend of the family, not meaning any offense, had said to him, James, why don’t you learn to do something useful to occupy your time? Don’t you think you would find more enjoyment in life? I—” James had cut her off curtly. I don’t think that that should interest you.” The woman had been surprised at his sudden show of anger but recognizing the plight of the boy, she had been content to drop the conversation, if one could call it such. Learn something useful, indeed! Then, as now, James had been thinking of the high hopes and fears that had preceded that first operation on his eyes. How carefully he had kept the bandages over them; how faithfully he stayed in a dark room for over a month! And what good had it done? All his hopes had been dashed to pieces as soon as the bandages had been removed. His world had remained in darkness. Nevertheless, the doctor had encouraged him not to give up hope. It would be impossible, he had said, to attempt another operation for one or two years, but he was sure it would be successful. So James had waited the two years, which had seemed to him an eternity. At the end of that time he had gone back to the doctor and had arranged for the operation. James had thought he was not entertaining such high hopes this time as he previously had; nevertheless, he had found himself trembling with anxiety for his ultimate release from a world of darkness. He had undergone the same treatment as the first time; and this time, after the bandages had been removed, James could see---nothing! All too well could he recall the vivid conversation that had taken place with the doctor after that second operation. There were complications I could not foresee. Success has again evaded our best efforts,” the doctor had said. Page forty = =5 ENID R = MAGNET James had asked, Doctor, is there any hope at all left for me? Surely a famous specialist could do something. I have plenty of money to spend on myself. Couldn’t I obtain Dr. Brandon, the eye-specialist, to help me?” The doctor had regretfully answered, I am afraid, James, that yours is a case that no specialist, no matter how wonderful, could do anything to help. No amount of money could bring your eye-sight to you. You must consign yourself to the life that you have lived for so many years. I suggest that you learn to do something to occupy your time.” So James had come back to his sunny room that was all darkness for him. At first he had raved and cursed; now he no longer raved but just sat there, a picture of utter despair, in his sunny window. Oh, if I could only help him!” his mother thought for the hundredth time as she watched him brooding there. It was about a week after his return from this second operation that his mother stopped at the door of his room, a new light in her face. James,” she said, wouldn’t you enjoy going to the theatre with me this evening?” Why should I go to the theatre?” he answered bitterly. You know I wouldn’t enjoy it. How could I, if I could not see anything?” I was just going to explain,” she said. This is music—a wonderful young pianist, just your age. He has played at the greatest opera houses in Europe, and travels about all over the world. Do come to hear him.” James finally consented to go with his mother. He told himself that it was not because he really wanted to go, but anything would be better than sitting here with his dark thoughts. But when he got to the theatre! James had always thrilled to music; once in his less hopeless days he had even thought of cultivating his really beautiful voice. Of course he had given that up long ago; but yes—this pianist was wonderful. Then he straightened in his seat, tense, not sure that he had heard aright. What was the man on the platform saying? That the pianist was blind? James was very quiet on his way home that night. Was there really some hope for h'm? It would be wonderful to do something really useful. His voice was good. Many people had told him so, but he had never paid any attention. If this young fellow could overcome the handicap of blindness, surely he could try. The next day he asked his mother if she thought it would be any use for him to take vocal lessons. His mother, delighted, told him she thought he had wonderful possibilities in his voice. It would be fun to try, anyhow,” she told him. Even if you should never attain a great name, you would be able to give pleasure to your friends.” So James tried, and the fate which he had cursed as so bitter, was kind to him now. He finally became a really great singer, traveling in various parts of the world, always finding employment wherever he went. He was no longer moody and dejected; but had found something to which to apply his thoughts —besides pity for himself. 1933 Page forty-one SEN I □ R MAGNET The TSree Frank Zclinka You stand alone, like a mountain cone, And bear the blow of each stormy foe Without a groan. Your wants are few: a drop of dew, The ray of day, and a bed of clay Are enough for you. Your arms are spread up overhead In praise to Him, whose laws are dim To men, well fed. Your welcome hast cheered many a nest. You shelter lend to your feathered friend, And to man give rest. Oh, blessed tree! Please answer me— Why can’t we mortals be like thee? Progress Phyllis Clark A plowman leaned upon his plow one day And dreamed a City where his furrows lay; He saw the City grown, a perfect thing, Where peace should flourish, all for joy should sing. The man passed on; with his sons the dream still grew, But sadly changed. In its place there sprang to view A dirty, screaming monster, creation of machines, Where men are pitted against each other in selfish, crafty schemes; Where churches tower up to God, yet men go down in shame, And cries of the weak are left unheard by men who would earn a name. Yes, you have earned perfection in all material things; But, Sisterhood of Cities, men still have need of Wings. Be it Our Task to join your hands across the seas, Call Youth and Age awake to find we still have knees To kneel and pray, then work for happiness And peace and love for all in a world of Real Progress. Be it our task to renew for man once more the Dream of True Brotherhood shall with lofty towers gleam. Page forty-two ----RFM I □ R -- ------ cA Uisit to tfie Underworld John Hogg Bong! Bong! The clock struck sixty-eight; I laid aside my book of ancient Greek mythology and as I prepared for bed, I mused over the amount of truth there really was in the old stuff, anyway. Who ever heard of anyone’s going to Hades to get his wife and coming back to tell the tale? Bunk!” I thought, but what’s the difference?” So out went the lights. I may have just naturally drifted into that cove on the waves of the sea for all I know. At any rate I found myself on a rocky shore, listening to the soft, melodious strains of Yankee Doodle.” As my eyes became more accustomed to the light, I beheld a group of mermaids playing Ring around the Rosies” under the shade of the old apple tree. Aha!” I thought, just the thing.” I stopped the orchestra and requested Silver Threads Among the Gold”—none of that slow stuff for me; I like good, snappy jazz. The jig had barely gotten under way when an armed warrior sprang from among the trees and stood at bay with raised spear. The next instant it came hurtling at me with terriffic force. As the spear pierced my right ear, which, by the way, is a very vulnerable spot, I fell to the earth, dead as a doornail. But yet, even in that condition, I ventured back to get my vanity case. As I powdered my nose, I became aware of a guy with horns and a tail leading me down a long flight of stairs. At the bottom, he told me to follow my nose and then left me. First I came to a little tent with a sign on it: Cerberus, The Three Headed Dog, 10c admission.” I gave the keeper a lead nickel, put on a pair of silk stockings, and entered. I beheld a calm, meek dog with huge teeth and a terrible countenance growling timidly at me. I cut off one of the heads for a souvenir and left. Next I came to a blue-watered, peaceful river with raging torrents and slimy creatures swimming in it. A mouse leaped from behind a tuft of grass and growled at me. Terrified, I sprang into the river and sought protection among the reptiles. One of them ventured to attack the mouse but had his head severed with one sweep of the mouse’s ponderous paw. It ate the head and, apparently satisfied, disappeared into its den. I then ventured forth onto land again, quite overcome by my recent narrow escape and unable to see any way to cross the river. Just then, however, a guy called Charon came along in a boat, but said he couldn’t take me across —for less than a jitney. On account of the bank holiday, I was unable to pay this huge sum, and was compelled to beg for free passage, to which he ioyfully complied, grumbling all the while about spongers. He said the stream was called the river Styx; sounds like backwoods stuff to me. Page forty-tlyree ......ENID R MAGNET Anyway, I got across and proceeded farther upon my journey. At length I came to a huge castle, nearly as high as my head, upon the top of which was seated Pluto, King of the Underworld. My! what an honor to a hardworking subject like me to be allowed to visit old Pluto! Therefore, I decided to make a big impression. Hi, squirt!” says I. and I let him have it right in the eye. He was much pleased with me and invited me to play tiddly-winks with him. I always won by foul means or fair, and I always let loose with a left uppercut when he swore or showed any signs of cheating. He was very sorry to see me leave and, wishing to repay him, I gave him a powerful uppercut and a dozen or so kicks in the chin to show my gratitude. Then the wrath of the gods broke upon me. Terrible monsters appeared from everywhere, slowly closing in upon me. Had the Fates decreed such a fate for me? What terrible wrongs had I committed to be treated thus, although I’ll admit I was enjoying myself. I turned suddenly upon them, tossing them like chips in every direction. Those that I did not destroy, disappeared. Then it was that I began to think of home and. I woke up, or rather Mother woke me out of my nightmare; else my constitution would have been impaired to this day. Ode to e YCiss Purvis Oh, Miss Purvis, I sing to thee. Thou master of geometry ! You teach us every rule and theorem; No matter how much we might fear ’em. And then there’s trigonometry. Easy for you but Greek to me; Although it seems but a snap to you, I thought I never would get through. As my school days near an end, I would to anyone commend You, as a teacher fond and true. Oh, Miss Purvis, I sing to you. —By one of her Good Little Boys. (Keith Hutchison) Page forty-four SENIOR MAGNET cAfraid of 'Davy Jones Kenneth Noble We’ve got to get to shore and get there quick, Tom,” said Jerry to hi; tall, slender companion in the stern of the small boat. We’re in for a bad blow and our boat won’t weather one of these lake storms.” I guess you’re right,” replied Tom, hurriedly reeling in his fishing line. “Look at those clouds to the northwest.” That morning the boys had decided to go fishing. Using Jerry’s small boat with its outboard motor, they had cut across from their camp to the mouth of Windy Cove, with high, rocky shores and quiet, deep-blue water. The fishing had been good, and the boys had known nothing of the storm until they noticed a strong wind springing up. Ready to go!” called Tom, reeling in his last bit of line. “Start the motor, Jerry.” Jerry complied, and the boat slowly picked up speed. Nor had they quit a minute too soon. As they reached the place where they must set out across the open bay, “Gee! Jerry, don’t you think we had better land here and not try to cross before the storm breaks?” asked Tom, ahxiously surveying the rising waves of the lake. “Oh, no; we’ll get across all right,” replied Jerry, with confidence. But Jerry had not reckoned on the suddenness with which lake storms strike. When they were two-thirds of the way across, the storm broke in all its fury. The wind howled madly across the lake, raising monstrous waves. The rain beat down in sheets. Tom was kept busy bailing out with an old tin can while Jerry did his best to keep the boat afloat. Slowly but surely the wind was driving the boat back into the Cove, with its dangerous, rocky shores. “I’m afraid we won’t make it,” shouted Jerry above the storm. The words were hardly out of his mouth when a wave caught the boat broadside and turned it over as if it had been a chip. Jerry and Tom, thrown clear of the boat, soon came to the surface. Both were good swimmers, the best on their high school team, but it is difficult to swim, even in still water, in trousers pulled on over a bathing suit and with tennis shoes on one’s feet. It was only with great effort that they managed to reach the upturned boat, which was rapidly being driven into the cove. “There’s no use to hang onto the boat. We will just be dashed to pieces when it reaches the cliffs,” said Jerry grimly. “We’ll have to swim for the sand bar. First, though, we’d better get these shoes and pants off.” After struggling for five minutes, they were ready to set out on a very hard swim. “If you only weren’t just getting over that sick spell,” said Jerry. “Let’s try to stick together so we can help one another if anything happens.” Tom Page forty-five —g ENID R ---- MAGNET nodded and the boys released their hold. They swam side by side, Tom, as they had feared, seeming to have a hard time of it. The old strength and sureness of his high school days were gone. The waves smothered him and beat about his head with stunning force. The wind splashed blinding spray into his face; his breath came in gasps; but he swam doggedly on. His arms and legs were wooden. It seemed to him that they had been swimming for hours. Then suddenly fear began to grip him. The blood seemed to freeze in his body. His legs were lead. Everything began to whirl round and round. He felt himself sinking. He struggled with his last ounce of strength; then everything went black. Jfr Well, how do you feel today?” asked Jerry several mornings after the accident. Oh, fine and dandy,” answered Tom. But his gaiety was forced; he had had to spend a day in bed as a result of the shock and fatigue of his adventure, and the strain still showed on his pale, thin face. I want to thank you again for saving my life, Jerry.” Oh, that wasn’t anything,” said Jerry modestly. You were only a few’ yards from the bar when you began to sink. I just towed you till I could touch bottom, and then carried you ashore. A little artificial respiration soon brought you around, and here you are, none the worse for your adventure.” Tom’s face shadowed. I don’t know about that last,” he said slowly. Jerry,—I don’t know how to tell you. You know I’m not a coward, but since the other day, I’m—afraid of the water. I hate it. I—I don’t know what to do. I don’t want every one to think I’m yellow; but every time I go near the lake, I think of that awful swim and I—I just want to turn and run the other way.” Then it was that Jerry showed the true worth of his friendship. Why that’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he replied understandingly. You’re not really going to let this fear get you, you know. I tell you what you do. Try walking up and down the beach every day till you get yourself in hand. Then try swimming in water that’s not over your head, and soon you’ll be rid of your fear, and swimming any place.” Gee!” said Tom. You’re a real friend, Jerry. I’ve got to get rid of that feeling. I’ll slip down this evening when there’s nobody there and walk around a bit.” Two days later Tom told Jerry that he was slowly conquering his fear. I think I’ll get into shallow water tonight,” he said. But in spite of his brave words, his voice still had a timid, uncertain note. Tom did not see Jerry’s quick glance at his pale face, nor did he see the sudden look of determination that came into Jerry’s own. Page forty-six ---- ■ ENID R ■ - = MAGNET That night Tom was walking on the beach as he had planned when suddenly he heard a cry from the lake; Help! Help!” Tom looked lakeward and froze with hcrrcr as he saw a figure struggling fifty yards off-shore. Somebody would have to get that fellow out! Desperately he looked for help. The shore was wholly deserted. It was up to him. Suddenly he began to shiver, although it was quite warm. Then, resolutely throwing back his shoulders, he ran across the beach, through the shallow water, and plunged into the lake. Why, it wasn’t so bad, after all! He swam swiftly, with the good old crawl stroke he had always used. He glanced ahead and saw the figure sinking several yards away. A swift surface dive, and he caught the figure, brought it to the surface, and towed it ashore. It was only after he had laid the limp form on the sand that he really looked at it. Then, Jerry!” he gasped. Fighting to keep his head, Tom administered artificial respiration, and after coughing up w'ater, Jerry came to. Well, of all the dumb performances!” he spluttered weakly. Here I thought I was going to help you. I followed you down to the lake planning to enter the water above there and swim down and pretend to be drowning. Then, afraid or not, you would have to swim out to get me. But when I was just ready to call for help, I was seized with stomach cramps and really had to call for help in earnest! Thanks for saving my life, Tom. I know it was doubly hard for you because of your fear.” Fear, nothing!” answered Tom. After what you did for me. I’d do it again even if I were scared to death; but really, Jerry, after I started to swim, I forgot all about being afraid of the water. Let’s go for a swim in the morning!” Love Marguerite Geibel Love is just a lot of bunk. Once you fall, why then you’re sunk. You see your weakness from day to day And then all your lovesick plans you lay And if he smiles, it makes you happy— Now I ask you, ain’t that sappy? Someone else gets him, that’s your loss— Now ain’t that a bunch of applesauce ! Page forty-seven ENID R ■ = MAGNET Just an cAmateur (Chemist Mary Jahlonski As I walked down the hall from chemistry lab, I suddenly felt the effects of the chlorine and sulphur with which I had experimented the last two periods. Equations and compounds of former days had befuddled my mind; and now the chlorine and sulphur was just too much for me. In a daze I tried to direct my steps to my now beloved home room. Oh where, oh where was it? After what seemed hours to me, I walked into a room and slid into a seat. It may have been a history room, and it must have been either Tuesday or Thursday, seventh period. From somewhere enchanting music floated to my ears. Lulled by the music and overcome by the Halogen, member, I entered into a new world. Uniformed kahki figures swayed rhythmically with their dark, petite partners to the dreamy waltz. For awhile I watched the whirling figures. On a sudden impulse I betook my own khaki clad form over to a shy mademoiselle and soon we were keeping time with the music. I tried to converse in English with my little French lassie, but all in vain. To all my questions she replied, Je ne parle pas I’anglaise.” It sounded sort of familiar. Oh yes, it was French; but I couldn’t understand more than a word or two. How I cursed myself for not having studied it better in that dear old Butler High School. Now I might have captivated this bewitching creature. After many fruitless attempts, I thought it best to quit. It was late when I got back to my hotel, and my temper wasn’t any too good. Whose would be, after the experience I had had tonight. I couldn’t speak French, and she couldn’t understand English. With a growl I turned over in bed, pulled the covers higher, and fell asleep. My leave was over now. Early the next morning we started for the front. They packed us in stuffy trains like sardines in a can. As we approached the scene of fighting, explosion after explosion reached our ears. We were dumped from the cars and told some plans of the campaign. Then we were ordered out to meet the advancing Germans. As we neared the enemy line, I shook and my teeth chattered with fear. No one seemed to pay any attention to me. A shell exploded near by and I began to scream for my mother. The officer in command yanked me out of the line and pointed an ugly looking pistol into my face. Another yell out of you and you get this. Orders are to approach the enemy quietly. Back into line,” and he gave me a shove. In a few minutes bullets whizzed by, shells thundered, and bayonets flashed. New terror gripped my soul. I tried to run, but I stopped in new fear. I knew what a deserter got. Already I could see some of my fellowmen lined up with Page forty-eight --1 ENID R... ' = MAGNET guns pointed at my heart. A shrill signal and I saw my form fall. Yes, that would be worse than this. Resolving to meet my end bravely, I turned about just in time to see a huge bewhiskered German advancing. His left hand hung limply by his side and his clothes were spattered with blood. But horrors! In his right hand he held a bayonet dripping with blood. He was almost upon me. I turned to run but, Jumping Juniper, there in my path stood another menacing German. From behind I felt something pierce my back, and I rolled over with a groan. Then I felt myself being lifted by my hair. Were they scalping me, I wondered. Then hazily I remembered that this wasn’t any Indian war. What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” I heard someone scream. Can’t you talk?” I came to with a start. There stood my once-beloved home room teacher holding me by my hair and glaring. I looked around fearfully. Where were all those Germans? Since you can’t answer, report to study hall tonight,” reached my ears. Still stunned I seated myself. What was the matter, Jim?” asked the boy behind me. I heard you groan several times. I thought maybe she’d hear you, so I poked you with a pencil. Gee, talk about being scared. When I gave you a poke, you fell plump out of the seat!” You poked me with a pencil?” I asked, dimly remembering Germans and bayonets. Just you wait till I get you outside!” The SKardest Jig-Saw Agues Campbell Life is like a complicated jig-saw puzzle. We build it slowly, slowly, piece by piece. And lose all sense of time, nor want to cease Till we have won. We look, we search, but still That longed-for piece evades our gaze. We feel That self-same urge which keeps the wild bird here Though storms of March swoop down with frosty breeze And whelm him o’er. Oft times life tests our mettle, Our strength, our faith, our trust. Yet let us calmly toil Until our work is done and lies complete Before us—horror, beauty, sorrow, all combined. Had we left out one piece, it were to spoil The picture. ’Twould have meant for us defeat! But now we see life’s pattern at its close. Page forty-nine S E N I □ R: MAGNET The Night'dMare William Kies ter ’Twas midnight in the afternoon. The snow was raining fast, The sunbeams of the morning moon Were slowly walking past. I stood upon the purple grass, The wind went whistling by. The river in a tumbled mass Was rising mountain high. I saw a horse of yellow hue Come rushing down a tree; Its mane was pink, its tail was blue, And it galloped up to me. So you’re the boy,” it shrieked so shrill, Who stole the apple pie Which sat upon the window sill And caught your greedy eye.” She caught me in her grinning mouth (The night-mare, don’t you see?) She flew fourteen miles to the south And dropped me in a tree. My leg was scratched; my arm was broke, My face all over gore; Just at that instant I awoke All sprawled upon the floor. Page fifty ENID R MAGNET Shirley's SAmbition Dorothy Vctnel Shirley Mason yawned and settled herself more comfortably in the old hammock, stretched between two great trees on the shady lawn. The booK through which she had been listlessly leafing fell unnoticed to the ground. It was a hot drowsy June day, just a week after Shirley had received her high school diploma; and, like many another young graduate, she was utterly at a loss as to what to do with her new-found leisure. As she lay there half asleep, the words of Dr. Thorne, who had preached the Baccalaureate sermon, flashed across her mind. ' Idleness will deal a death-blow to your ambitions,” he had warned the class. Each of you boys and girls must find your place in the economic scheme of life, and try to fit into it as quickly as possible.Always keep your goal in mind, and, with hard work you will ultimately arrive at success.” Shirley swung her long, pajama-clad legs over the side of the hammock, and meditated on this advice. From the time she was a mere child, she had been passing up movies and sodas to add her dimes and quarters to the steadily-growing fund which was one day to send her away to a great university to study art. Nevertheless, her few hundred dollars was inadequate, she knew, and there was no hope of assistance from the family budget, which had been sadly depleted during the last few years. ''Idleness will deal a death-blow to your ambitions.” Dr. Thorne’s words came back with more force. Shirley reached a sudden decision. She jumped up and ran into the house, forgetting the heat in her eagerness to act on her newly-conceived idea. A few minutes later she appeared, dressed for the street, in the doorway of the living-room, where her mother sat sewing. I’m going to run over to see Mrs. Corbett,” she announced, settling her pert little hat jauntily on her auburn curls. She has been wanting someone to help her with the children, since she had to let her maid go, and I’m sure I’d love the job.” Mr. Corbett had been unemployed for almost two years, but now he had found a position in a distant city, and Mrs. Corbett felt that she could afford to engage a girl to help her in caring for her two small children. She was delighted, therefore, when Shirley offered her services. For the sake of convenience, it was decided that she should make her home with the Corbetts; and she soon found a firm place in the affections of the children, as well as of Mrs. Corbett, who declared that she could not get along without her. Mother’s helper” was indeed a far cry from college, but Shirley was busy and happy, and the summer passed quickly. Page fifty-one ■ ■ =5 ENID R — MAGNET Blond little Betty Jane, just three, and five-year-old Tony, with his snapping blacK eyes and impish grin, proved excellent models; and her portfolio was soon tilled with sketches—oi Betty Jane in her pajamas, toddling oft to bed with a rag doll in her arms—of Tony, engrossed in the construction of a crude airplane out of blocks of wood—of both children, panting and struggling, attempting to bathe a violently-resisting dog. Shirley’s work rapidly improved, but she knew in her heart that she still had much to learn. One day, when Shirley had been with the Corbetts about a year, Mrs. Corbett entered the nursery, excitedly waving a letter she had just received. It’s from Tom,” she explained, in answer to the girl’s inquiring look. He writes that he’s firmly established now with a good concern, and is ready for us to join him. Oh, I’m so happy—” She broke off, choked by emotion. That—that’s wonderful, Mrs. Corbett,” exclaimed Shirley, her face alight with joy for her friend; but her gray eyes held a hint of pain, even as her lips smiled. She had become so attached to the children that she could hardly bear the thought of being separated from them now. But I haven’t told you the best part yet,” the other continued. You are a member of the family now, and we couldn’t think of going without you. Tom says one of the finest art schools in the country is located there, and he has made all arrangements for you to begin your course in the fall, so you can't refuse. Do it for the children’s sakes, if not for mine,” she subtly added, a merry twinkle in her eyes. Oh, you darling!” cried the girl. You know I’m simply crazy to go, if you really want me. Just to think”—her voice fell almost to a whisper— that I’m to have my wish at last.” Three years passed, and Shirley again approached graduation; but this time more than a diploma was in store for her, for a contract to illustrate children’s books awaited her signature. Owing to her painstaking efforts to improve her work before entering college, she had completed the regular four-year course in thr e years, being especially skillful in portraying children. A few months later, Mrs. Corbett received a book of juvenile stories. On opening it, she gasped in mingled surprise and admiration, for the illustrations bore a striking resemblance to Betty Jane and Tony. The artist had cleverly caught and revealed the wistful, appealing expressions of childhood,— but this time not with an amateur’s brush, for the drawings were executed with a master stroke. As she turned the pages, a note fell out. Who would have believed,” it read, that nursemaid could be the first step in an artist’s career?” Mrs. Corbett smiled happily. Shirley had kept her goal in mind and had achieved success. Page fifty-two ______ENID R ----- MAGNET Oscar, the e ftartyr Jack Jamison The rain came in double sheets and mattresses that memorable night. The lady Lyonors pressed closer to the building to avoid the fiendish torrent. A bolt of lightning streaked through the darkened sky. Immediately following, a crash of thunder shook the whole city until it seemed that the windows would leave the buildings. A large open car drove up. A man jumped out and ran up to the petrified young lass. You’re You Hoo Hoo!”” she cried in dismay. Heh-heh,” he laughed villainously, I am You-Hoo-Hoo. Come, we must be gone.” I won’t,” she said balkingly. I’m to meet Gareth here in five minutes and I won’t keep him waiting.” Come,” he cried with finality. She did. Heh-heh,” he laughed again as before, Gareth is in my car.” Oh,” she exclaimed, holding her head. You-Hoo-Hoo caught the innocent little maid as she swooned. Then he carried the heavenly burden to the open car. When Gareth and Lyonors regained consciousness, they found that they were in a deep, dark dungeon. Lyonors, Lynoros!” he cried, hysterically, where are you, dear? Are you hurt?” Oh, not so you could notice it, but I’m tied so that I can’t move. By the by, how did we get in such a fix? Why does You-Hoo-Hoo wish to hold us captives?” Why, don’t you know? He wants us to become members of his notorious band that wanders around terrorizing the otherwise calm and peaceful city, Cobolt.” Never, never!” she cried as she tried to raise her hand in order to make the speech more binding; but also, her hands were tied. Now don’t take on so, sweet,” he said caressingly. Remember that old adage, 'Look before you reach. ” Awannaga home!” she sobbed. Oh, if the good, brave Launcelot were only here!” Listen!” he cautioned. A scuffling was heard; then a door opened and a body bound from head to foot was thrust into the room. Who are you?” cried the astonished Gareth. Page fifty-three -- =- =S ENID R- —■= MAGNET I’m Sir Snifter Sniffles, special agent from the Sniffen Snoop Detective Agency. You-Hoo-Hoo got me, also.” What can we do?” moaned Lyonors. I’ve got it,” cried Sir Snifter excitedly. Then he called, Oscar!” Who’s Oscar?” queried Gareth. Oscar,” Sir Snifter explained, is my pet flea. He shall rescue us from the dastardly clutches of You-Hoo-Hoo.” Then he began to whistle wierdly. A small object came out of a lock of his hair, climbed down the side of his face, and perched on his ear. Oscar,” said Sir Snifter, with a commanding tone, set me free.” The little insectus fleetus turned his head to the left and scratched his left ear, signifying that he did not understand. Then Sir Snifter held up his bound hand. Oscar understood at once. He flew to his master and set about the task of procuring his freedom. After three hours of solid work, Oscar, his brow wet with sweat, had severed the bonds of his master sufficiently that Sir Snifter could break the last few strands. Sir Snifter then loosened the bonds of his feet and sprang to the assistance of Gareth and Lyonors. The three then made a hasty exit through the nearest window. When they had reached the safety of the path below, they could not find Oscar. Sir Snifter whistled frantically but Oscar wouldn’t come. Then it dawned on Sir Snifter—poor Oscar was a victim of the dreadful disease, acute indigestion. The rope was too much for the little fellow. But he had not lived in vain. He had served the world valiantly. The saving of three lives is a credit to any man, but to a flea—words could not express the honor paid to Oscar by his fellow-prisoners who mourned his death. rPetition I should like to start the Game of Life By making a Hole-in-One; But if it should take me twenty-one To reach the first green, Let me at least be a clean sport And play the Game square to the finish. Page fifty-four ...........-=S ENID R :== MAGNET Old e e Michael Sfanko The call to arms rang like a cracked bell throughout the nation. No one liked war, but who could stop to consider that now? Zeke Asper hated war the same as everybody else, but he, too, thrust patriotism into the foreground, and left his happy life on a Western ranch to take up arms against the foe. Tall, blonde, laughing—Zeke was a likeable fellow and mixed easily with the doughboys in the army. The routine of army life was to him like riding fence on the ranch. It bored him from the first, but he accepted it as a matter of course, and by his gay good-nature helped many another to endure it more easily. Nine months of hard, incessant training put Zeke in line for the front. He received his baptism of fire cooly, as might be expected of a sharp-shooter from the West. By hard work Zeke tried to keep his mind off his own personal feelings. There must be many out here who hated this hell as much as he. Gradually, however, a change became evident. The terrific roar of the cannon all day long, unlike the crack of the forty-eight out on the ranch, set Zeke’s brain to pounding as though his head would split open. After a month on the front, Zeke began to act queerly. He was giddy at times and moodily serious at other times, neither of which was characteristic of this sturdy Westerner. He jumped at every explosion and his buddies began to murmur shell-shock.” The front was no place for a pain-racked brain. The officers removed him to a relief hospital in the rear. Zeke did not recover. He was sent back to America before the war ended. Why go west? Zeke was an orphan. He had no relatives known to him, and his new sense of queerness developed in him a desire to avoid old associations. Certainly his comrades back on the ranch would never have known Zeke. The fifteen months of service had changed him from a vivid, athletic man of twenty-five to a weary, plodding old man of fifty. He obtained a job as night watchman at a coal mine. The miners commenced to make jests about his queerness. No one knew Zeke had seen life at the front. Why he’d be too crazy to be admitted into the army,” was a common remark among the miners. Old Zeke, as they now called him, soon grew bored with them and terminated his connections at the mine. He would not starve to death without a job. The war was over now, and Zeke was provided with a small pension. In the new town to which he went, people thought Old Zeke demented. He lived in an obscure, two-roomed shack in an isolated district outside the city limits. He developed the habit of walking about a great deal, yet he did Page fifty-fhe ■ ■ _=SENI □ R = MAGNET not want companionship. If he saw someone coming toward him along the road or street, he provided that they be on the opposite side. The more people talked, the worse poor Old Zeke became. One night the guests at a card party were frightened beyond words when they saw, staring through the window, a ghastly face. It disappeared immediately, and no one recognized its features. The police were informed, but they could do nothing. The whole town was soon on the lookout for the intruder. Little did they realize the sunny days and the faithful service this supposed maniac had seen before life became a blank to his shattered nerves. One day Old Zeke paused in front of a sporting goods window. There he spied a nifty Colt forty-eight. What could be a more welcome sight to any cowboy! Old Zeke walked into the shop and spent almost all the money he had for the six-shooter. Why he bought it, he didn’t know. He thrust a box of cartridges into his pocket and stepped out into the street, still admiring the shooting-piece in his hand. Old memories flooded his feeble brain as he walked up the street with the revolver in his right hand. Hadn’t he brought down many a coyote with just such an iron? Hadn’t he taken the Utah state championship target match with his trusty old Colt at home? Hadn’t he helped to round up a bunch of cattle thieves with Sheriff Peffery and his bold crew? Old Zeke had forgot that the instrument was in his hand by this time. It was the ordinary thing to walk about with a gun out west, no matter where you carried it. How like home everything was today! Then he noticed that the people were staring at him in horror. Some of the women hurried into the shops along the street. Old Zeke was accustomed to being stared at, but he felt bewildered at thir action today. He had but partly recovered his senses and was still in a state of confusion. He stopped short and stared blankly about him. What was the matter? He had walked about three blocks with the gun still in his hand. He was about to turn a corner into an alley to avoid the panic-stricken spectators, when he encountered an officer face to face. Here! Where ya goin’ with that gun?” barked the officer. What was poor Zeke to do? He turned and fled. Stop!” yelled the officer. Zeke fled straight down the middle of the street, to the horror of all the people on the sidewalk. The officer fired and missed his mark. He fired again. This time Zeke fell forward. The officer ran up to him and snatched the empty gun from his hand. For one brief moment, Zeke remembered a once cherished thought. Tell Ann I’ll be home tomorrow,” he gasped in a husky voice. The officer stood by in bewilderment. Then Old Zeke’s eyes closed and his soul passed into eternity. War had claimed another belated victim, and there was no one there to play Reveille.” Page fifty-six ■■ ... . =5 ENID P ■ ----- MAGNET 5heTiano Stool SAviator Fred McLaren Eddy Stark was the laugh of the school. He had spent three months taking a correspondence course, Learn to Fly at Home.” He had tried to keep this a secret, but like most secrets it had managed to leak out. Even his pals gave him the Ha! Ha! and greeted him with Howdy, Lindbergh, how are you coming along with your three point landings?” or some other wise crack to the same effect. Of course this hurt Eddie, and at times he could hardly refrain from causing trouble; but his better self always came to the rescue, and he took these remarks with a feigned smile. One morning, upon opening his desk at school, Eddie was greeted with a large drawing, showing a little boy sitting on a piano bench holding a make-believe joy stick, with both feet on the rungs of the piano stool to work the rudders. Under the drawing was the caption: Eddy practicing the barrel-roll in his 'Schroeder Special’.” This went on all semester, and Eddy was exceptionally glad when the holidays rolled around. Then in spite of his forced indifference and the joking of his friends at his expense, Eddy finished his course and received a diploma, setting forth his proficiency in practical aviation. One hot July afternoon Eddie decided to go to the Teterboro Airport, which was situated about a half mile from town, to see if he could get a job, and perhaps make enough money to put his knowledge to work in a real, hon-est-to-goodness airplane. Eddy made his way to the manager’s office but was depressed to find that he had gone to town, and would not be back before evening, so Eddy decided to hang around and kill the day ground flying.” He had not been there long when a Moth Biplane dropped out of the sky to a perfect three point landing and taxied up near where Eddy was standing. The pilot climbed out; and, Eddy being the only person within speaking distance, the flyer explained that he was a stranger and was just stopping over for the night, if he could find a suitable place. Eddy informed him that his mother kept boarders; and if he wished, he could go there. The flyer thought for a minute and, eying Eddy with a critical smile, decided this would be all right. After storing the plane in the hangar, Eddy and the flyer proceeded home, where Mrs. Stark informed Eddy that a gentleman had just taken the last room, but Eddy insisted that he would sleep on the davenport, and Mr. er, ah,”— Wallace,” cut in the flyer,— can have my room.” Since it would be for only one night, Eddy’s mother decided that it would be all right. That evening after supper, Eddy showed Mr. Wallace his diploma and Page fifty-seven - - FNI □ R MAGNET explained his interest in aviation. The young flyer took a liking to Eddy and gave him the thrill of his life by offering to take him up in the morning and give him his first lesson. That night Eddy never blinked an eye. Just think,” he would mumble to himself, I’m going to go up.” It almost seemed like a dream. It seemed like a long night to Eddy, but morning finally rolled around. After breakfast the two started for the airport. It was some time before the plane was ready, for the dual control had to be set and the ship serviced before they could go up. Finally all was set, and the two climbed into the plane, Eddy sitting in the rear cockpit, and Mr. Wallace in the front. They took off and climbed to about two thousand feet, when Eddy was told to take the controls in the rear cockpit. Mr. Wallace taught him to keep the horizon line on his dashboard level with the real horizon, so as to keep the plane on an even keel. Eddy did fairly well at this, for a beginner, so Mr. Wallace taught him a few gentle turns. The lesson lasted approximately one-half hour. Then the young flyer signaled to Eddy to let go of the controls and proceeded to stunt. After doing a few loops, the plane banked and headed towards the airport. Suddenly Mr. Wallace motioned for Eddy to take the controls. Eddy adjusted himself and proceeded to put the ship through the maneuvers he had been taught; then—was he seeing right? Mr. Wallace slid down into the cockpit! Eddy was scared—. What on earth had happened to his instructor? Then it dawned on Eddy that he was some two thousand feet above earth with nobody but himself to take the plane to a landing. A cold sweat crept over his body as he turned around, hoping against hope that his teacher would come to, if he gave him time. He kept circling the field, always losing a little altitude. Still Mr. Wallace did not move; so at last Eddy gritted his teeth and decided to try a landing. Desperately he strove to recall the instructions he had received from the correspondence school, which he had practiced so faithfully with imaginary sticks and pedals. He gently cased the stick forward and shut the throttle down. The ground seemed to be coming up toward Eddy at a tremendous rate of speed, but when he was sure the ground was going to stop him—prop first—Eddy pulled sharply back on the stick, bounced a couple times, and came to a stop, quite surprised and trembling like a leaf. The bouncing seemed to bring Mr. Wallace to, for he sprang up and rubbed his eyes. It was a few minutes before he said anything and then it was Wow.” By this time, the whole crew from the airport was there. They had Page fifty-eight --- FMI □ R ■ ■ = MAGNET scented trouble when they saw the plane circling the field. Mr. Wallace, with the help of Eddy, explained what had happened. The news of the event spread like wild-fire, and Eddy was the talk of the town. A boy barely seventeen, soloing in a half-hour flight without even complete instructions. That night his old school pals came over, and, with more than one blush, congratulated him and apologized for their narrow-mindedness concerning his Learn to Fly at Home” course. Mr. Wallace remained in town another day, just long enough to enroll Eddy for a complete transport course, something that Eddy had often dreamed about, but had never expected to be able to take. Gosh!” said Eddy, I guess knowledge, even without experience, comes in handy sometimes.” Then he went off whistling to get ready for his course in the airport school. L'Snoi Jack Schu eppe When, by the flow of the farthest rivers, The feet of this class shall tread. And some of the memories of youth Shall have fallen asleep and be dead. These memories from our favorite high school Shall rise and present to us then The pleasant and happy occurrences As we tread its broad hallways again. From the trials of a doubtful future, When the gloom of a pressing defeat Turns our sad thoughts wandering backward To our days spent in high school so fleet, ’Tis then we will long for our school-days And mourn for old friendships so sweet. And e’en to the sky raise a blessing For some teachers we now dread to meet. And so, O dear High School, with sorrow We pass from your shadowy halls; The pictures of life spent here with you We transfer to Memory’s walls, Till the Keeper of time shall then call us To walk through His halls evermore, And greet those who’ve gone on before us, And re-cherish the Past we adore. Page fifty-nine ■ sENID p— ---- MAGNET u’o Stars Helen Litzenburg One night as I sat there staring, Through an open window, a star Twinkled and blazed in its glory In the distance ever so far. Not far from it another star Twinkled a moment. Twas gone ! Its radiance then beamed no longer, In the darkness far beyond. As I sat there staring and wondering, A story those stars seemed to tell. The first seemed to say it stood for The ones who had done their work well. Although the second had faded. With fancies my spirit was rife, For it told me of souls in danger. Who tossed on the Sea of Life. Then as I stared at the bright star, It shone all the brighter it seemed; And I hoped and prayed that I might be the one For whom it twinkled and gleamed. cA Lovely ‘Poem Charles Ashbaugh Oh lovely poem, Beautiful to see— You fill my eyes With noble purity. Oh lovely poem, Beautiful to hear— Your soothing melody Banishes all fear. Oh lovely poem, I read ’tween every line A noble lesson— Thy music is divine. Oh lovely poem, As perfect is my goal. Oh lovely poem, You touch my Inner Soul. Page sixty ========= S E N I □ R=== MAGNET Just U [ame Qards Margaret BovarJ Those bits of paper we exchange With everyone within our range. What are those cards the seniors flaunt And everybody seems to want? They’re name-cards ! A small white piece of paper square— Only a name is written there; Now why, you ask, do we insist On getting such a great long list Of name-cards? You ask, Is this a foolish fad And aren’t those seniors surely mad? How can they think it worth their whiles To gather in such great big piles Just name-cards?” To you, our classmates will reply And try to tell you all just why Those squares of white are dear to all. Those squares of white that we all call Our name-cards. With them our class of ’3 3 We can easily keep in our memory. And each dear face will be brought to mind When someday we, in our keepsakes, find Our name-cards. c5A eWCeadow Jane Cranmer Have you ever seen God’s meadow at night, Up in the heavens so blue Speckled with daisies so pure and white And gold ’gainst the night’s dark hue? To watch that meadow in pure delight With the bright moon sailing thru, Tinting the clouds with its golden light Makes my heart thrill with gladness anew. Page sixty-one GNET :S E N I □ R: MAGNET Page sixty-two SENIOR: MAGNET Page sixty-three --------g ENID R ■■= -- magnet Our Esteemed Trincipal {Continucil from Page six) its very own. For a while only the first floor and part of the second floor were used. The rapid growth of the school, however, soon made necessary the completion of the third floor and an additional room in the basement. When the Junior High School building became too cramped for high school, the present commodious building was erected; and in September, 1919, it was occupied for the first time. Not all the rooms were needed for several years; but now every available space is in use and about five hundred Senior High School students are housed in the Junior High School building. The growth of the high school under Mr. Irvine’s able management, however, has not been merely physical expansion. It has so extended its curriculum that it now includes not only college preparatory work, but those courses by which the students prepare for business, industry, or home arts. Physical development and musical training are also provided. To keep pace with this rapid growth of our high school required, for its supervision, superior executive ability, breadth of vision, and an innate love for the work. Such qualities, united in the person of Mr. Irvine, have made him the highly esteemed and honored head of this institution. And now as he is giving into other hands the management of this great task, he can look back with satisfaction on a very full, interesting, and helpful life— a life well spent. He did riot court a life of ease; his was a life of strenuous endeavor to procure the best possible opportunities for the advancement of Butler’s youth. His cheerful disposition oftentimes dispelled the clouds of gloom and fear and let in the sunshine of hope and cheer. To the students he was ever an example of true manliness, upholding righteousness, honesty, and high ideals in word and deed. To those who were his co-laborers he was always considerate, helpful, and sympathetic; a trusted advisor, a wise counselor and a true friend.- He leaves a memorial, not of tangible materials, but someth.ng far finer—loving memories in the hearts of both students and teachers. All wi;h him many years to enjoy his well-earned rest. Man is his own star; anil the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him fall early or too late.—Emerson. A FRIEND. Page sixty-four ACTIVITIES A CENTURY OF PJOSH SEN I □ R: MAGNET Page sixty-six SENIOR: MAGNET Page sixty-seven S E N I □ R: MAGNET Page sixty-eight ----g ENID R : ■ == MAGNET BACCALAUREATE Looking very trim and dignified, the class slowly marched to the stage to officially open graduation week. Baccalaureate! The services were held Sabbath evening, May twenty-eighth. A most excellent and inspiring sermon was delivered by the Reverend Louis D. Riddell. The graduating class contributed its share by singing Cast Thy Burden Upon the Lord, The Heavens Resound, and Unfold, Ye Portals, under the direction of Mr. George Bob Wick. Perhaps this is just our own opinion, but we th’nk there has never been more beautiful music chosen than that for our Commencement week. The Baccalaureate choruses made an inspiring beginning for the week and the whole service was solemn and beautiful. COMMENCEMENT The climax of four years of work and play came the evening of June first when Commencement exercises were held. The addresses were centered around Pennsylvania music. We never realized before how many fine musical composers we had in our state nor how many brilliant orators we had in our class. They were a credit to the school. The music for the evening was also taken from the works of Pennsylvania composers. The class sang Old Folks at Home and Steal Away. The Girls’ Chorus sang Mighty Like a Rose, and the semi-chorus sang At Dawning. The program follows: Salutatory—Our Early Musical Heritage Dorothy Shanor Stephen Collins Foster Veronica Leitem Charles Wakefield Cadman Ethel Nebel Sacred Music .........................................Hazel Raisley Ethelbert Nevin Rose Krulatz Opera Composers ..................................Amy Regal Valedictory—The Value of Music ................Lydia Figot Robert Byers, our president, took first honors, and Amy Regal, second, but Amy was unable to take part because of poor health. M Page sixty-nine =SEN I □ R: MAGNET CLASS NIGHT C-eysA? G- ze s Cv'Sbejfisie. W (7 ? C c - of f an 3 zsv e —• v a y' y'a wG Gee? -. ass TL c .-c k A? v- AGc ;v. L ? vc Page seventy = SEN I □ R= MAGNET CLASS NIGHT Class night was held Monday evening, May twenty-ninth. And what a night ! The class opened the program with a song and then the pres’dent, Robert Byers, gave a brief address of welcome to the friends and parents of the class. Then the fun began. All the pent-up wit of four years was uncorked and it proved to be an eye opener to many of the class—as well as their parents ! The fun makers and their subjects were: Crystal Gazers Donors j Melvin Shaffer j Phyllis Clark j Keith Hutchison Sarah Kummer Hall of Fame ...............................Ha'Cy Mary Jane Cratty Jig Saw of the Class............ He” J 6 Ruth Jones Obituary ....................... (Jack Sohweppe Rhea Jean McCandless Class Picture j Hyman Hurwitz | Betty Jamison The class sang The Merry Life and The Pilgrims’ Chorus. The Girls’ Chorus sang Would That My Love, and the Semi-Chorus sang Faretvell to T hee. OTHER ACTIVITIES Our class banquet, held on May 3 1, at the Pcnn-Butlcr Hotel, was a most enjoyable affair, capably managed by the committee consist ng of Nat Brown, Victor Renno, Rhea Jean McCandless, Betty Jamison, Roy McClung, Mary Anderson and Martha Donaldson, who also had charge of our Prom held I riday night of the same week. Since it is difficult at the time when the Magnet goes to press, to get reliable information about these affairs, and also about our Farewell Exercises, we are suggesting that you use the blank page at the back of the book to record your own memories of these occasions. Our Farewell was especially impressive, marking as it did the Farewell also of Mr. Irvine and Miss O’Brien. To each of these who have been friends of the high school for so many years, we wish real delight and relaxation in the years that arc to come, and to all our Classmates, the best of luck always. Page seventy-one Page seventy-two Cast of Characters Sidney Jaffe Harriett Smith Keith Hutchison Harry McNamee Robert Byers Sarah Hummer Beatrice Nesbitt Marie Markiw Ruth Fetterly John Joy Robert Ralston Peggy Cheeseman Joan Wasson Clowns John Anderson Halbert Cupps Charles McKee Harold Bartley Thomas Kresge Paul Megan Ralph Koerner Paul Brookhart Spanish Dancers Veronica Leitem Edna McGinnis Marian Stewart Margaret Sorgen Cooks Mary Jane McIntosh Eleanor Warheit Ellen Purvis Peggy Lewis Mary McCaslin Frances Currie Dorothy Atkinson Mary Fiscus Olga Maletsky Catherine Pomeroy Alice Halleran Jeanne Sherman Martha Huey Cathryn Wilson Anna Markiw m Z n 72 H Sp?'‘r s, „ . Townsmen Paul McCollim Alberta Gaiser Thorvabl Johnson Wayne Stover Virginia Heck Warren Thompson Bjarne Krotsinir Kathryn Braun Herbert Metheny James Poole nan?£ SJ,ewarl J ek Sarver John Murrin Dorothy Murrm Donald Guiney James Balph Rhea Jean McCandless Joseph Krenetsky Richard Thompson Ca herme Nicholas William Biehl Herman Diehl Catherine Hildebrand Dale Byers David Benton Lois Denny Lester Black Jack Herr Catherine Hartman John Lowry Hyman Hurwitz Alice Litzinger Jack Jamison Clinton Atwell Director of Chorus ...................... Geo. Bob Wick Dramatic Coach ..................... Allene Montgomery Dances ................................ Virginia Varnum Director of Orchestra ..................... Jos. Scohier Accompanists............Doris Abernethy, Betty Jamison Prompter ................................ Jean Kauffman ATHLETICS A CENTURY or vnz-iz BACK ROW Mr. Storey (Faculty Mgr.) B. Hulton, W. Fitzmartin, B. L'ttle, R. McCluntf. V. Renno. R. Heinzer, Coach. FRONT ROW' M. Kctryes. D. Sherman. T. Kresvre (Student Mjrr.) D. Mintz. K. Hutchison. — -«=jFNI □ R ■ ■-== MAGNET VARSITY BASKETBALL The Gold and White closed the ’32-’33 basketball season, winning 14 out of 19 games. Despite the fact that the squad did not win this sectional title, they at least showed spirit and fought each game to the last minute. Nine received the Varsity B”, with Don Sherman and David Mintz receiving letters with the Captain’s C” on them. The others who won the coveted B” were: Little, Fitzmartin, Hutchison, M. Kotryes, Renno, Hulton and McClung. During the year the Gold and White compiled a total of 45 1 points to their opponents 3 3 8. Among its victims are listed: Ford City, Section VI winner in W.P.I.A.L.; New Castle, on its own floor; Grove City, champions of the Mercer County tournament; Erie East, district title holder; as well as DuBois, champions of Division X of P.I.A.A. The team was led in the first half by the close-guarding Chic” Mintz, and in the second half by Don” Sherman. These two players were consistently in the game fighting all the time. Both did much in digging up the ball and helped defensively. Sherman led the scoring with 130 points. Pickles” Little was second with 87 points. Many a time the opposing guards were frantic with the long side shots and fast break to break up passes between the guards, which Little usually converted into two points for our team. Michael Kotryes was third with 81 points. Kotryes played well, and worked well at center. Although he was not able to get the tip consistently, he aided the offense a great deal. Vic Renno, who started off on the right foot in the New Castle game and who had many an opposing guard baffled, made a total of 40 points for his last season with the Gold and White. McClung sunk 3 5 points while Mintz garnered 2 5 points. Davy” tied many of the opposing star” forwards up and gave them but few chances at the hoop. William Hulton certainly was a big help to the team and he filled Davy” Mintz’s shoes well when the latter graduated at mid-year. Billy” is a fighter and he broke up many shots which seemed certain to bring up the opposing team’s score. Walter Fitzmartin, who aiso graduated at mid year, showed much skill as a guard and caged 13 points for his team. It’s too bad that Keith Hutchison did not get into the game sooner because he certainly put pep into the team in the Beaver Falls game when he went in and started to control the tip-off for the Gold and White. Bud” Huselton, who showed up well in the games he was in, especially the two New Castle games, will be back next season and we hope he keeps up his work. Sherman and Kotryes will be back for but half the season next year. We hope that their places can be filled by capable material. Bud” Lfuselton, Ant” Graham, Tony” Thompson, and Steve Rockwell will try, and we wish them all the luck in the world. Page seventy-five SENIOR MAGNET BACK ROW T. Johnson. K. Hutchison, H. Hurwitz (Mfcr.), R. Byers, J. Sutherland, J. Schvveppe. SITTING—R. Ralston, W. Little, Roy McClung (Capt.), V. Renno, J. Joy. Page seventy-six ---gFNI □ R = .= MAGNET A SENIOR CLASS BASKETBALL Starting our high school career off with a bang, we showed the upper classmen to look out for us. In our freshman year we tied for third place. Not bad for a freshie.” Some of the outstanding players were: Capt. Mc- Clung, Keith Hutchison, Robert Ralston, Robert Byers, Jock Sutherland, Jack Schweppe, and Vic Renno. In our sophomore year, with the same team, we tied for third place. As Juniors we stopped being sorry for our other schoolmates and defeated every team in the league to win the inter-class basketball championship for 193 1-32. For this remarkable feat, the team was awarded silver basketballs. McClung again captained us, and it was his aggressiveness that led the team to victory. Hutchison and Schweppe at center, Byers and Sutherland at guards, and Renno as McClung’s mate at forward also deserve a lot of credit. In our senior year we had a great disappointment; our men were such capable players that Coach Heinzer put three of them on the varsity, thus weakening our team considerably; but despite this loss we fought bravely and managed to place third. GRADUATING LETTERMEN Ray Stoolie” Ashman won a letter as student manager of the football team of 1932. Ray performed his managerial duties well and was well liked by all. Ray certainly earned his letter. Peter Pete” Bcitch earned two letters in football. Pete” nipped the opposition’s wide end runs in the bud. He not only played his end position very capably, but when called back to do the punting, made some marvelous kicks. Pete” was a cool, heady player and an asset to the great team of ’32. Joseph Joe” Bowman was one of the best guards ever to play for Butler High. Joe” earned two letters playing that position. He was an aggressive player and few opposing backfield men were able to evade his hard, sure tackles. When Joe” was in the game he seemed to give the team added confidence. At the end of the 1932 season he was chosen the most valuable player by his teammates. John Jack” Herr was awarded two B’s” as a member of the swimming teams of ’31 and ’32. Jack was captain of the team this year. He swam the backstroke and was a member of the medlay relay team. He was also a member of the backstroke team which won second place at the Carnegie Tech Relays. Keith Butch” Hutchison was awarded a letter for basketball. Although not a high scorer, he was a good, steady, defensive player, and a good passer. When Coach Heinzer wanted to be sure of getting the ball on the tip-off, he sent Keith into the game. William Bill” Little was awarded five letters during his high school Page seventy-seven SITTING- (Let to ritfht) J. Murphy, R. A'shbautfh. M. Strawbrid e, J. Harvey, B. Fillhart, R. Nunimaker. J. Hokk. BACK ROW- W. Hollefreund, S. Mamula, E. McGuirk., R. Maxwell, E. Kradel, W. Keister, C. McKee. P. Chambers, J. Naribetski. n z m H EN I □ R 7 E N I □ R MAGNET career, two in football and three in basketball. Bill” filled a half-back position on the football team. He was a fast, shifty runner and made many gains for the Gold and White. On the hardwood, he was a heavy scoring forward. Pick” was a dead-eye” near the hoop and also specialized in corner shots. H is loss was keenly felt when he became ineligible at mid-year. Roy Mac” McClung was the most versatile athlete of the class. He obtained letters in basketball, swimming, and track. Roy received his track letter for participation in the half-mile, the javelin, and the high jump. On the swimming team he swam the 100 yard free style and dived. He was also a member of the backstroke relay team that won second place at Carnegie Tech. Roy was a star guard on last season’s basketball team. Victor Vic” Renno earned his B” as a forward on the ’3 2-’3 3 basketball team. Vic” was a great ball-handler as well as a sure shot. He started his first big” high school game at New Castle by sinking two beautiful shots in the first quarter. Vic” will be missed by next year’s basketball team. James Jock” Sutherland, star tackle on the football team, was awarded three letters in the gridiron sport. Jock” was picked as one of the two best tackles in the W.P.I.A.L. Coach Heinzer will have a hard time finding a player to take his place. Reni Testi received his letter in football. He is a firm believer in the saying, If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” Reni played as tackle, and though injured at the beginning of last season, he played in enough games to get his B.” Reni was a tough man for the opposition to get past. SWIMMING Swimming is rapidly becoming a major sport in Butler High School. However, it is only during the past two years that it bas gained sufficient recognition to be numbered among the sports for which a letter is given. This vear Butler High closed its swimming season by participating in the Carnegie Tech Relays. Our backstroke relay team, Herr, Kradel, Murphy, and McClung, placed second in that event. Previously we competed in three dual meets. Clairton defeated us 3 5-30; Munhall won 47-19; and Taylor-Alderdice won by a 48-27 score. Though none of these meets were won, our opponents in each event met some good hard opposition. Capt. Herr, Harvey, Kradel, Murphy, l illheart, and McClung received letters. Kradel was the outstanding swimmer, scoring 13 points, and was also a member of the relay team; but every boy who helped in any way deserves credit for the season’s success. Page seventy-nine c. Crq •—. Crq S- BACK ROW (Left to ri ht)—V. Varnum (Coach). K. Hildebrand. (Capt.) M. Jablonski. S. Hummer. R. Jones (Student Mpr.) SITTING—J. Dorcy, O. Hamilton, G. Baker, M. Geibel, V. Leitem. Z in m n z m 0 H E — ENID R—.............................. ..:■== MAGNET GIRLS’ CLASS BASKETBALL TEAM Our class has a girls’ basketball team of which we can truly be proud. In fact, it is so good that we think it should have been the varsity team of B.H.S. (we mean for the girls, of course.) The first season, when we were sophomores, was not so good as we lost not a small number of our games. When they were juniors, the girls played in the championship game, but didn’t quite make the grade. This year was one of which we can boast. We won every game of the season by overwhelming majorities as can be seen by the fact that the total of our opponents’ scores is 32 and that of our team 146. Each of the following girls helped bring the glory and the honor of the championship to the Class of June ’33: Kate” Hildebrand, our Captain for the three years, played forward and was an almost infallible shooter. Kate” was our highest scorer this year, with a total of 81 points. Sis” Kummer, who did a good job either as center or forward, was an invaluable player. Sis” played a good game and never proved disappointing to the team. The teamwork of Sis” and Kate” was something to be proud of. Birdie” Gaiser played as forward also. She played a good game and was always where she was needed most. Jerry” Baker joined our team this year and did good work as center. Jerry” nearly always managed to get the tip-off for us. Mary Jablonski played side-center. It wasn’t very often that Mary could stay for the whole game for Mary hails from Saxonburg and had to leave when her car did; but Mary played well enough the first half to make up for the whole game, for when Mary goes after the ball, she gets it. Jo” Dorcy was one of our best guards. Jo’s height enabled her to dodge the opponent as few people could have done, and gave them something to worry about. Marguerite Geibel was another of our best guards, also at times playing side-center. When Marguerite got the ball, we were sure it would be in our possession for awhile. Veronica Leitem did a good job as side-center. The opponent’s center could not do much with Veronica guarding her. Opal Hamilton was also valuable as side-center. Opal was a good player and put her heart and soul into the game. Ruth Jones served capably as student manager, which is a new position as far as girls’ basketball is concerned. Our girls worked hard for the championship, and we feel deserved it. Page eighty-one SENIOR magnet Page eighty-two FEATURES : =5 ENID R ■ —== ------- MAGNET Walter and Winchell After having interviewed some of the most illustrious lame-brains of our wonderful class, we have gathered the following opinions of the Walter and Winchell column: Victor Iron Man” Renno: ”1 deeply appreciate the honor bestowed upon me by this column in giving me the titles 'Star’ and 'Iron-man.’ It has been a source of great enjoyment to myself as well as my home room.” .... Thank you, Mr. Renno. Bea” McConnell: I think the fellows that write the column arc perfectly ducky.” . . . . The feelings are mutual. Roy McClung: 'Td like to get the guys that write that column. This 'ducky’ business gets in my hair.” Jock Sutherland: I don’t see why the boys never rat me in their column.” Nornie Cypher: Being a woman of the world, (she’ll be sixteen next month), I wish to state that this column is the equal of anything I have read in New York, London, Paris, Petersville and Petrolia.” .... Fifty million people can’t be wrong. John V. Schweppe: Unaccustomed as I am to giving my views to the public, I wish to state very emphatically that I wouldn’t write that column if they paid me for it.” Sis Rummer: I knew who wrote it all the time.” Bob Ralston: That column’s terrible.” .... One man’s opinion, folks. Dot Moxey: You don t know how lucky you were to have me to fill up space in your column.” .... That’s O. K., Dorothy .... e could go on and on with more testimonials, but we wish to save space to give a leather medal to: Carl Duignan, the Babe Ruth of the A Senior mushball team. Jeannette Keppler for getting to school so early. Helen Rummer as Mr. Atwell’s Demon Chemist.” Alice Halleran for her all-around ability as a student...... Page eighty-four -!=■ ■ =5 ENID Rrrz-,----------r----- = MAGNET We nominate for oblivion: Marion Stewart and her pet jokes; senior music; study hall; Birdie Gaiser’s lipstick; Jack Herr, on general principles . . . . and last but not least, those dirty guys, WALTER and WINCHELL We’ve played some dirty tricks on thee. Oh classmates dear of 33. You’ve thought us always friends, I guess; But now that we are about to confess Our names, if we could find a means To slip away from the terrible scenes That will transpire, when we’re found out— We’d try to do it without a doubt. We’d keep it quiet if we could; We really think it’s best we should. But did you ever guess that we Might really Walter and Winchell be? Signed: What’s left of the Twittleburp twins, BOB BYERS and KEITH HUTCHISON. Ou Athletic—Joe Bowman Smiling—Dorothy Shanor Effervescent—Anne Palsak Noisy—Howard Adelman Intellectual—Hazel Raisley Ornamental—Renni Testi Reliable—Frank Zelinka. Clever—Agnes Campbell Likeable—Marty Donaldson Able—Agnes Stokes Sincere—Effie Blaine Smart—Lois Adams Obliging—Earl Okeson Friendly—Lelia Hykes Jolly—Steve Soley Unemployed—the whole class Nice—Joyce Burtner Elegant—Cecil Bowser Class Non-chalant—Catherine Rattigan Interesting—Gladys Smith Neat—Dot Moxey Executive—Rhea Jean McCandless Talented—Ruth Jones Elf-like—Velma McKinnis Efficient—Alma Bachman Nerts—Tom Buchter Theatrical—Jeannette Keppler Helpful—Alberta Protzman Infatuating—Joe Colosimo Radiant—Cleora Renick Trumps—Sally Dunkle Youthful—Albert Slimak Tenderfoot—Jack Jamison Humorous—Tucker O’Brien Responsible—John Prochyzne Energetic—Jo Dorcy Eloquent—Ruth Thompson Page eighty-five SENIOR: MAGNET Page eighty-six SENIOR: MAGNET Page eighty-seven SEN I □ R MAGNET OUR picture: booh Wc eo e uer •—ncvy int€ '| f'cW«‘ of U- -S. constitution - w cU. ASS tLt d — Chtnrs Ashman - our full Cir e- G nt 'Tarty Donate! son-sj Vlo«s K d (- new nJ weni ire client islvy cUss a(Wr ''l3e “ ' ‘OoniiclI ubmoff hintcclf diiduise J drry royis his most 1 c e m To a le. Ioumoc. in O 0 John t-e J i ac. zlto’s ftmv St . J, I cl SHnsUo I ' T ,4dn’' rrr j of M'', 0 ik V%ng rw jr l j • |ftlH £ ne.iT ujd n rjr k r rtrv «se n - £ 'n zJc • n' £SSlftU t — oo A |A«A hidh -Co re lee a cj Al m a C)dcV- rv dn cJo Oo c j rc. U Vx iv Vessel w.tV, 0KV sbir- • V of _£ o HIGHLIGHTS OF UP PER CLA 5MCN AND TEACHFRS FOR I HE especial DDimr or pres ha? , etc Page eighty-eight SEN ID R: MAGNET Guess Who? Page eighty-nine ANSWERS ON PAGE ONE HUNDRED ONE F M I □ R MAGNET Fa mous Personalities JOE CURTS: Born in Kalamazoo, Michigan, 1809 . . . spent greater part of his life there . . . cast first ballot for Lincoln . . . voted the straight Democratic ticket ever since . . . one of the founders of the W.C.T.U. . . . favorite recreation, studying . . . that accounts for his thinness . . . came to Butler High at invitation of Mr. Irvine . . . been on the job ever since . . . ’tis said that he may succeed Mr. Irvine this year . . . knows the school inside and out . . . originated slogan Lips that touch tobacco will never touch mine” . . . received honorary degree from Butler High in 1933 ... he deserved it . . . after all these years. PINKY” CROLL: I am sorry to relate that due to a conspiracy among the teachers, Mr. Croll will not be with us this year . . . wait till 193S though . . . you can’t keep a good man down! JAMES CRAIG: At Miss Bartley’s urgent request, Mr. Craig will also be among the missing . . . the Magnet must go on! NICK URAM: By a strange coincidence ... he also calls Kalamazoo, Mich., his home town . . . left home earlier in life than Mr. Curts . . . the sheriff is still hunting him . . . worked his way through Harvard . . . after his graduation he taught chemistry at the same institution for four years . . . numbered Miss Critchlow among his pupils . . . pushed her through to get rid of her . . . joined the army at the beginning of the World War as a General . . . came back two years later as a buck private . . . favorite recreation, playing the violin . . . thinks Shakespeare was the greatest composer of all times . . . always in bed by nine o’clock . . . never married . . . thinks there’s no place like home . . . when there isn’t any place else to go. JACK HERR: Is this a game? . . . records show that he also saw the light of day for the first time in Kalamazoo, Mich. . . couldn’t overcome his natural bashfulness until he took a course in Self Control at the age of 36 hours, 4 minutes, 5 9.8 seconds . . . secret ambition is to be a ballet dancer . . . never speaks unless spoken to . . . would like to know where Bluff Street is . . . after being a Jack- (some joke, eh Boss?)-of-all-trades he took up writing . . . even after reading a play of his ... I still love the classics! BERNIE HALEY: If I couldn’t prove it . . . nobody would believe that he pulled his first wise crack in good ol’ Kalamazoo, Mich. . . . originated that gag . . . Who was that lady I saw walking down the street with you?’ . . . well preserved for his age if that is true . . . was dropped on his head when a baby . . . you’re telling me? . . . greatest ambition is to succeed Mr. Atwell as chemistry teacher . . . only drawback is lack of knowledge about chemistry . . . thinks that only by hard work will you ever amount to anything ... I wonder who told him? . . . has an exceptionally fine voice ... for haunting houses ... the only difference between him and Joe Curts ... is about four feet, six inches. Page ninety -----gFMI □ R — . -------------- MAGNET Chewing the Fat Lennie Green, that strong, silent senior, was laid low during the Semester by—of all things—chicken pox! Nick Druga still insists that he is raising a mustache. Oh yes, does he blush when you mention M. D.”! After the air cleared up, I think I’m justified in stating that Walter Golec’s favorite teacher was the one and only Pinky”. After taking a commercial course for four years, Gene McLaughlin could not figure out how to run a portable typewriter. What teacher in 20 5 had the same first group on the board for three months? Information wanted—Was Miss Reed, of the 204 Reeds, ever in England? Nonsense: Jack Schweppe can recite any part of Vergil’s Aeneid” on request. What philosopher from Kiester stepped out to a box-social recently? Mr. McDowell lost a few more hairs when Elizabeth Denny said that the Panama Canal ran across the Hudson River. Ray Daugherty was seen hauling a bale of hay home in his Chivy.” Doesn’t he use gasoline? Utter Nonsense: In 213 recently, cries of delight greeted the appearance of Henry Esmond”— Hank” to his friends. Last Will and Testament We, the Class of June, 193 3, being of sound (?) mind, brilliant memory, and unlimited understanding do hereby bequeath and bestow the following as and for ad. lib. viz., viz., etc., etc., our Last Will and Testament: Robert Cornelius Nolan leaves his prodigious dignity to George Addis Mitchell. William (Bill) Kiester donates his ferocious bark to Bob McClung. (Bill is better known as Nero, Romeo’s dog. See Jack Herr, who will tell you his bark is worse than his bite.) Eleanor Nornie” Cypher regretfully wills her duckiest pet rabbit to Harriet Geibel. If Hortense Cohn can be persuaded to part with her tooth-paste ad smile, it goes to Frances Susie” Fine. Mary Margaret McCaslin leaves some of her stupendous efficiency to P age ninety-one :____ . ..:=5 ENID Ri.--..■—= MAGNET Ruth Campbell. Only some of it remember; we need the rest. Doris Abernethy bequeaths her baby face to heart-breaker Peg” Seibert. Louis Nanni leaves his beautiful brown eyes to Carl Russell, who, we believe will duly appreciate them. Charles Patterson donates his numerous excuse blanks to the first freshman who can find him in school on a Monday morning. Alice Halleran thoughtfully wills John Lowry to Betty Little. Our class leaves Edith Hogg’s giggle to Taa” Miller, with our sympathy. Lydia Figot and Marguerite Geibel leave Our Picture Book to Doris Walker; also the responsibility of placating all students whom they have offended. Bus” Scohier donates his place in the Orchestra pit to Bo Olsen’s little brother, Edwin. Our President leaves his million official duties to Dick Ballentine, with the recommendation that Duff’s Dark Dye is good for concealing gray hairs. Dick may find samples of the lotion on the shelves in the Magnet office, left there by Bill Baumgarten and members of his staff. Amy Regal would leave her prodigious brains to Idelette Donaldson, but Idelette has too many already. Kenny” Noble donates his paper route, rain or shine, to Bob Plyler. Joe Schaeffer’s dimples go to a B. Junior, Ralph Koerner. Lois Potter’s boundless good nature is to be passed on to Margaret Lobuona. Not that she needs it! Mitchell Natali leaves his blushes to John Murrin, who is always of a grateful disposition. Betty Jamison wills her pug-nose to Betty Offutt; and her young brother, Bill, to future orchestras. Bernie” Haley bequeaths his duck walk to Jimmy Pintell. Our class leaves the rest of its idiosyncracies to the incoming A Seniors, catch as catch can, with the condolence of the faculty for those who win. Having made all provisions for payment of our just debts and class funeral expenses, we hereby constitute and appoint Old Man Depression executor of this our Last Will and Testament. P. S. Words cannot express our regret that we cannot leave Professor Irvine to future classes. Mother Goose in Cap and Gown There was an old woman who lived in a shoe ................ Sis Kummer Sing a song of six-pence John Joy Little Jack Horner Jack Schweppe Tom, Tom, the piper’s son .................................... Nat Brown Page ninety-hyo .. —SEN I □ R ---------------1 . ■=== MAGNET Little Boy Blue, Come Blow your horn Jack Jamison Hey diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle Kate Hildebrand Little Miss Muflfet sat on a tuflfet, eating ........... Nornie Cypher Peter, Peter, chocolate eater ............................ Paul W. Kelly Whither, whither, oh, so high Amy Regal and Una Mae Smith Jack, be nimble; Jack, be quick Roy McClung Mary, Mary, quite contrary ............................... Mary Jablonski The king was in the counting house counting out his money Jock Sutherland The queen was in the parlor eating bread and honey ......... Kate Stehle The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes Ruth Fetterly To bed, to bed—says Sleepy Head Doris Abernathy Rock-a-bye baby .......................................... Babe Jamison Jack Spratt could eat no fat ......................... Thorwald Johnston His wife could eat no lean Helen Swaney Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep Dot Vensel Mary had a little lamb ................................... Mary Zeigler Little Tommy Tucker sings for his supper .....................Sid Jaflfe Curly Locks, Curly Locks .................................. Fay Rudert There was a little girl and she had a little curl Adelaide Percy Famous Ambitions Helen Haburchak—won’t tell. Joe Schaffer—marriage (said so himself). Ray McDeavitt—to do everyone he can (also said so himself). EugeneMcLaughlin—to buy Brooklyn bridge (there’syourchance.Ray). Paul Kelly—to spend the rest of his life reading Henry Esmond. Betty Jamison—to play a pipe organ with 4 8,000 pipes. Marion Stewart—to own an orchid Pierce-Arrow. Hubert Halin—to be a freshman again. Joe Curts—ditto. Willard Holmes—to hunt woodcocks in Canada. Marcus Hazeltine—to be a clown in a circus, on the stage, anywhere. Frank McQuistion—to own a house with a swimming pool in it. Jack Schweppe—to be a trigonometry teacher. Bill Maxim—to persuade Mr. Halleck to add another 150 pages to his English Literature.” Mary Ziegler—to drive an Austin across .the entire U. S. A. Dorothy Vensel—thought once she wanted to be a Rembrandt, but since the depression set in, has decided to marry a millionaire. Page ninety-three ■ =S ENID P- ----- MAGNET Review of Lame Duck Session of Congress of B H. S. Capitol Hill, B. H. S., May 10: The Last Lame Duck Session of B. H. S. Congress opened at 8:50 this morning with the lusty ringing of alarm clocks. Congressmen, serving their last session for ’3 3, jumped to their feet and began calling wildly for order. Let us proceed to the business of the day,” they urged. This is our last chance to help future generations.” Speaker of the House Herbert Metheny then began reading a bill advocated by Mr. James McDowell, Secretary of Labor in President Irvine’s cabinet. The bill provided for an eight-hour day, six-day school week. Representatives groaned, looked glum, and the bill was given to a committee consisting of Representatives Mitchell Natali, John Thomas, Tony Paczek, Lennie Green, and Curly” Barber. After deep deliberation, the committee decided on an amendment. It provided for a four-hour lunch period, no home-work, and chewing gum furnished free of charge to the students. This last was the work of Lobbyist Bill Little, who is well known in chewing gum circles. The bill now met with favor and was passed by the Congressmen. Another bill, introduced this time by Senator Joseph X. Curts of 205, of the G. O. P’s (Grand Old Pumpkins), provided for cushions and footstools worked in contrasting colors to be installed in Study Hall; also a rack of popular literature to keep Study Hallites from falling asleep. This bill was approved even by the B.B.B.’s (Bigger and Better Burps), who are the controlling power in Congress at this time. As soon as it was passed, the bill was rushed to the White House (or office) by messengers Johnny Hogg and Bill Keister. No reply has been received as yet from President Irvine, so the supposition is that the bill has been thrown in the waste basket. So the Congressmen lean back in their seats, sigh, and reflect sadly that life is real—life is earnest. Here! What is this! Another bill! Recommended this time by Foreign Secretary Martha U. Orr, under Secretary of State Miss Mechling. Miss Orr, who is a great lover of dogs, asks that a bill be passed authorizing dog kennels to be built in each homeroom, so that the students may be allowed to bring their pet dogs to school. It must be remembered,” Miss Orr states, that the dog is man’s best friend and .... ” But Miss Orr is interrupted by a loud noise behind her. It is Senator Clarence (Huey) Long of 212, the Big Fish. Senator Long’s face is red with anger. He is sputtering. Page ninety-four q ENID R -= MAGNET I beg to differ with you, Miss Orr,” he says in a dignified tone; that is, as dignified as possible under the circumstances. The dog is not man’s best friend. It is the horse you are thinking about.” But Miss Orr is obdurate and the bill goes up for debate. Various members of Miss Doerr’s Vergil Class are noted in the gallery giving breathless attention. A lobbyist is seen sneaking around the corner. (You can tell that it’s a lobbyist by the intelligent look on its face.) It is—no—yes—it can’t be—Nornie Cypher! Miss Cypher is attempting to have another clause put into the bill, allowing rabbits to be brought to school as well as dogs. The Big Fish is going to start a filibuster. The horse is man’s best friend,” says Senator Long. And anyway. I’m afraid of dogs. They won’t wag their tails at me.” After much arguing. Miss Orr wins her point because the school rooms are not large enough to allow stables to be built beside each desk. She hurries back to her room. Vic” Renno needs her to help him with his French and she can’t stay away long. Finally, after a long, hard day. Congress adjourns with the virtuous feeling of having nobly done a noble job. Nice people, these Congressmen! May the first session of 1934 do as much for their fellow-men. How They Got That Way Rose Krulatz—Accidentally locked out on the roof of the school-house in the 8th grade. Myrtle Wielding—likes to walk in the rain—alone. Elsie McDougall—has kept a diary since she was ten years old. Isydor Myndus—has taken four straight years of wood-work in B. H. S. Leonard Green—has the family canary to waken him at 8:15 every morning except Saturday and Sunday. Dorothy McCandless—spends all her spare time chasing the rabbits out of her rock garden. Rosemary Witt—would rather type than eat. Sal Dunkle—bv feeding the boys her mother’s cookies. Anne Palsak—by concentrating on the letter Kay. The constellation called Bernice’s Hair—named after the crowning glory of Bernice Bish. Helen Steibel—pretending she’s English, so she can say ’appy. Ray Ashman—in Akron, in the 8th grade, fell downstairs with the basket of fruit meant to pacify the principal, whom the class had offended by voting themselves a day off. Page ninety-five ENID R ===== MAGNET June '33 Moves On The sun was slowly setting behind the wind-swept dunes of the Gobi Desert, but it was not time to pitch camp yet; Keith and I pushed wearily on. We had been indefatigable travellers ever since the days so long ago when Miss Purvis used to shake her head and say, No, go back to your seats. You’ve been roaming around the halls too much lately.” We were talking of those old times now, so earnestly that we were almost upon it before we saw what was up ahead. Then suddenly our explorer’s hearts stood still. Was it only another mirage, or was there really, there in the red and gold of the sunset, a beautiful city surrounded by a golden wall? It looks,” said Keith, like that New Jerusalem that Browning used to talk about in English IVA.” Cautiously we crept up and peered in through the open gate. Sure enough, it is!” I whispered excitedly. There are Dorothy Vensel and Ralph Kroneberg helping Andrea del Sarto decorate that left-hand wall!” And what is this terrible commotion over here on the right?” asked Keith. We edged our way over toward the place where a tall bearded gentleman was storming up and down, while two maidens, with paint brushes, cowered guiltily before him. It’s Marguerite Geibel and Lydia Figot,” I gasped. They’ve been drawing cartoons on the wall where Michael Angelo’s painting his ’Last Judgment.’ No wonder the old fellow is mad!” Keith looked curiously around. I wonder how we ever got in here without being challenged by the gate-keeper?” he asked. Oh, that’s easy,” said a cool little voice. You see, the gate-keeper is Joe Koerner, and he’s always making up on back sleep.” We looked down to behold our old friend Alice Halleran, one-time fastest sprinter of B. H. S. Don’t you want me to show you around?” she said. You are in the B. H. S. Utopia of the Class of June ’33.” We agreed that we could not think of leaving before we had seen anything so wonderful as that, so she guided us over to a huge registration desk, before which sat none other than our old friend Bob Nolan. You have already chosen our best guide,” he said. I can sell you a ticket good for all parts of the grounds for $2.00.” Good ol’ Treasurer Bob. Same old money-grabber as ever! We learned later that he and four others of our old class treasurers have formed the Silas Marner Society here, the other members being Blanche Stirling, Bea McConnell, Phyllis Clark, and Marty Donaldson. Keith was immediately welcomed to make the list complete. The first thing, our guide told us, was to get a pair of wings; so she guided Page ninety-six -- — ENID R ----------------- MAGNET us to the business section, to an emporium presided over by that expert modiste, D’Leo Callihan, who had as her assistants, Una Mae Smith and Velma Lynch. The whole place was still in a commotion, for they had just succeeded in outfitting Paul Fat” Kelly with a pair of wings, a feat of which they seemed very proud. We were quickly suited and were soon on our way. It was, indeed, a beautiful place, with stately mansions, spacious lawns, and beautiful statues and fountains. As we hurried down the street after our guide, we saw a small boy sitting on the edge of a fountain, fishing for the gold fish therein. It was none other than little Johnny Hogg! He didn’t seem to notice us, however, so we hurried on after our guide, who proceeded to what she now informed us was the Town Hall. In the tower was a huge clock, beside which appeared a fairy, sylph-like figure, which Alice informed us was none other than Pete Travis. He thinks he’s a mechanic,” she said. He’s ruined all the machinery around here, and now he’s starting on the clocks.” Then why in the world don’t you stop him?” we asked. Oh, that’s all right,” she replied. We have to have something to keep Donald Watson and Aylesworth Clouse busy, and they have a grand time going around after him fixing things.” Just then a figure shot past us with the speed of the wind. Well, if it isn’t our old friend. Bob Byers!” we ejaculated. Hey! Wait a minute, Bob ” It was Bob, out gathering ads for the Magnet, as usual. He offered to take us over to the Magnet’s new office building, and of course we accepted. We were filled with awe as we approached the beautiful golden structure, trimmed in white marble; but our awe quickly changed to amusement as we saw Clarence Stepp come tumbling out of the front door. He was stepping faster than we ever saw him step before, and in his hand he carried a door handle which he had pulled off in his perturbation. Whew! Better not go in there,” he said. The Magnet has to go to press in half an hour.” We were not afraid, however, and went in. The first floor was deserted. We wandered into a beautiful reception room, designed by Ray Bauer, under the direction of Kate Hildebrand, for the use of former Staff members. As we stood gazing at th beautifully-framed pictures of former Staffs, the affable Hyman Hurwitz approached. If you don’t bother the Staff, you may come upstairs,” he said. How like old times it looked! There sat Bill Baumgarten, and Ray Scohier, and Mary Jane Cratty, and Miss Bartley, working furiously, with papers scattered over all the tables around them. Keith, where’s your material?” they demanded; and obediently, as of old, Keith sat down to write it. While he was thus employed, I wandered through the rest of the building. Kate Stehle I found in a snug little room exactly like a library, next door to Page ninety-seven ---- ENID R= .............. MAGNET Mary Anderson and Dorothy Alexander, who were doing at least 48 5 words a minute on the new Riggle typewriter. Alberta Protzman and Ethel Nebel were their very efficient assistants. The School Notes Room, next door, was one mass of telephone wires, connecting with all parts of the building, and especially with the room occupied by Miss Montgomery and the reporters. Wandering on, I came to a specially-guarded, bullet-proof compartment at the end of the corridor, which I found to be the home of the Joke editors, Jimmy and Jock, who were sharing it temporarily with Walter and Winchell. They had chosen the stalwart Wallace Uram and Theodore Birchbickler as doorkeepers, and had instructed them to shoot to kill. While I stood contemplating these formidable figures, an insistent honk! honk! was heard outside, and I looked out to see Miss Critchlow drive up in her new car. She has a chauffeur now, none other than Nat Brown, guaranteed to get you anywhere on time within three-fifths of the last split second. Proof ready?” called Miss Critchlow. Two minutes more!” chorused a dozen voices. Good!” said Miss Critchlow. We’ll take you out for a little celebration.” And that’s how 1 came to get in on the Magnet party in Utopia. Miss Campbell wanted to go to the circus, so we went there first. (I think this was a glorified edition of the same circus (ZORKAs) that Me and Me(r)gel Ra(j)chel missed back home so many years ago). Anyhow, we had a glorious time. I can’t stop to enumerate all the attractions, but there was the Finest Singing Human Canary in Captivity, (Joe Schaffer) and The Original Woman-Hater, (Paul Brookhart), and a seal that Pete Beitch had been training for weeks to balance a football on the end of its nose«£xpertly. Miss Critchlow and Bob Byers were very scornful of the seal, however. Let’s see it balance a Magnet account on the end of its nose once,” they said. We went next to a ball game, where a team consisting of Harold Crotzer, August Huba, little Paul Kelly, Bruno Lenzi, Lloyd Litzenburg, Ido Solari, Harold Weiland, and the McDeavitt brothers, were beating the stuffing out of the B Seniors, under Alvin O’Toole. Sam Bristow, the umpire, seemed to have difficulty in keeping the boys from using their wings when stealing bases, but otherwise the game went on peacably enough. Then we went for dinner to the beautiful Cottrill-McDougall Tea-Room, where Betty Loomis makes all the ginger-bread; and afterwards to see the newest play, starring the famous Sidney Jaffe and Sis Kummer. It was a musical comedy, featuring the wise-cracks of the far-famed Irish humorist, Michael Gormley. In the choruses we saw many familiar faces: John Joy, Harold Bartley, John Anderson, Albert Gaiser, Ruth Fetterly, Louise Spang, Alice Litzinger, Anne Varhola, Eleanor Warheit, Veronica Leitem, Margaret Elder, and Anne Markiw. The orchestra, led by Roy Piper, was especially notable, and Edgar Heist who blows the trumpet at the gate every morning, played a ravishing trumpet solo. Page ninety-eight — ENID R MAGNET It was a wonderful play, but I couldn’t enjoy it because somebody behind me kept chattering and chattering. I turned around to look ... it was Clara Lehnerd ... or was it Ruth Thompson? ... I wanted to tell her to keep still . . . but I couldn’t . . . the lights on the stage began to go dark . . . . I couldn’t see anymore. . . EDITOR’S NOTE: This uncompleted manuscript was discovered beside two skeletons on the Gobi Desert in 1983, and brought back to B. H. S. The MAGNET is enabled to publish it thus ahead of time, through the clairvoyant powers of the famous Crystal-Gazers, Shaffer and Clark. If Keith Hutchison and his companion can be prevailed upon to read it thus years before it happens, they had better take warning; Si and Phyllis never prophecy in vain. Daily Radio Program KDKA—Samuel Demosthenes Bristow, political speech. SQUEAK—Albert Beck, Mountain Music. JOYE—John Joy, Ruth Fetterly; latest hits from Grand Opera. BTON—Ray Scohier’s orchestra. LOWH—Strange Facts, Pete Travis, BLAB—Clara Lehnerd (whose comments of today are the news of to-morrow). WLW—Kradel Songs for Frying Kiddies. HOWL—V. Schriner’s favorite recipes: Cleeland’s pop-corn balls. SQUEAL—Alice K. Litzinger, nightingale. BOSH—Thorwald Johnson, tenor. COLUMBIA NETWORK—American Policy in China, Ethel Nebel. VIM—Michael Herbenick, Science and Invention. QT—Zeigler String Ensemble. DUMB—Contract Bridge in Ten Easy Lessons, Wallace Malick. KQV—Eddie Cantor and Jack Jamison. BLAH—Wisenheimer, alias Bernard Haley. HAAH—Can We Afford Education, Joe Curts. HRMNY—The Gravatte Sisters. HITS—Alberta Gaiser’s Southern Singers. PEP—Heckathorne Bath Club. HELP—Murder Mysteries, John Cook. KDKA—Twenty Fingers of Sweetness . . Betty Jamison and Doris Abernathy. STATIC—Madeline Leventhal. RADE—Nat Brown’s Twilight Tunes. HARP—Poet’s Hour, Helen Litzenburg. THRILL—Bill Sinkevich at the piano. WJAS—Jaffee’s Fireside Songs. Page ninety-nine = 5 ENID R -• ■■■ =..== MAGNET M EMORIALS Genuine Renno Monuments Rock or Ages Guaranteed that whoever once uses one of our Stones will never use any other. 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If you would win her, you should have my book, ”Advice to the Love-Lorn.” Send 10c in stamps, or money-order. Scrip or farm produce not accepted in exchange. Page one hundred —- == -5 ENID R MAGNET Answers To Baby Pictures 1. Floyd Hutchinson. 2. Marcus Stillwagon. 3. Miss Alice Douthett. 4. Charles Ashbaugh. 5. Jeanette Kepplcr. 6. Margaret Bovard. 7. Keith Hutchinson. 8. William Baumgartcn. 9. Eleanor Catalino. 10. Mr. Chan McMillan. 11. Robert Byers. 12. Mary Anderson. 13. Ruth Jones. 14. Mr. George Atwell. 15. James Sutherland. 16. Doris Abernathy. 17. Martha Donaldson. 18. Ray Daugherty. 19. Harold Crotzer. 20. Vera June Coulter. 21. Miss Marjorie Helsel 22. Miss Mary Wigton. 23. Miss Dorothy Wise. Yea - Team! The newly-inaugurated B. H. S. Scrap-Day (when all female competitors settle for the catty” remarks of the year) found these participants in the three main events, down on the Athletic Field: The tug-o-war ended in a tie. Mayhap the lineup will explain this: Team I Jane Crammer Olive Elliott Jane Forringer Ethel Gallagher Marcella Geible Grace Krause Dorothy McGrath Team II Anne Zavacky Helen Steible Jane Shoup Esther Beilstein Helen Leras Dorothy Shanor Elizabeth Jerry The hurdles gave the high-steppers their final work-out. Captain Kathryn Wilson led, followed by Verna Smith, Velma McKinnis, Marian Sherry, Thressa Rohe, Alberta Protzman, and Eleanor Schaffner. Over on the sandlot we found six very-much-interested little girls yelling outrageously. As we came nearer we found Helen Milheim, Vivian McLaughlin, and Bernice Bish arguing with Helen Foster, Mary Hilliard, and Opal Hamilton as to whose turn it was next. Oh, yes—the game was Jack Straws.” Only the intervention of Miss Varnum prevented the first B. H. S. Scrap-Day from ending with scraps of the participants scattered all over the field. Who says our class hasn’t any pep? Page one hundred one == ■ = =S ENID R ■■■ - = MAGNET Me n Me(r)Gel (Ma Girl) Ra(j)chel After I got my PAYCHICK last week, I went to the BARBER. DENN Y stepped into the old stillWAGON and went over to see ME (R) GEL, RA (J) CHEL. When I arrived at her house, I KIEST ’ER and DENNY deZEIDE (R) d to ask HERR what she would like to do. She started HALLERAN WITT JOY: HOTSA! Let’s take in the ZORKAs!” I was much in EABER of that because RAJCHEL’S crazy about BROWN CAMPBELLS and BLACK BAUERs. She asked WEN (D) ELL we go?” I’m WEIL (D) ING to go now. STEPP in,” says I. We crawled into the old bus which was parked CLOUSE by. We hadn’t been COHN LONG when the car started to REGAL all over the road; we had a flat tire. That got my NANNI and I FIrGOT and said, SHUSTER!” and began to COLL the car names. At that, ME (R) GEL ’ELDER hands over her ears and said KNOTICK! KNOTICK!” (She’s so NOBLE!) Then she started to ask McQUISTIONs. What is it DUANE?” She musta thought it was trying to KELLER. We started to LUKE for a service station, but had to run the car a mile on the STEELE RIM (P) before we came to THOMPSON’S. DICK had a COOK and a BAKER, so we got some eats while we waited. I guess the ZORKAs is not TEBAY for us,” I said. BURR-R! It’s getting COULTER and COULTER!” Then it started HALIN, and we HYKES it for the car. Oh dear,” said RA (J) CHEL, I can’t help but CYPHER to go to see those CAMPBELLS.” But it was too late. Going HOLM (ES), we passed a flower store and I deZIEDE (R) D to BYER (S) some FERNEs to make up for the disappointment. Poor LITTLE COIL! Nonsense Alice Halleran reciting in chemistry. Ray Scohier asleep in French class. Ted Birckbichler walking through the hall with Albert Slimak. John Joy not talking louder than the person next to him. Dot Feme without rouge. Seniors studying three hours. Tom Buchter late. Sam Bristow playing innocent.” Sleepy” Willison in a hurry. Marie Schuster reading all her senior classics twice. Page one hundred two A CCNTURY OF PJOSK f | 9£|NMm9mwiM MR . y ? ? d . - I•iS'UrtrWlrtfv140APCMI V: T,--,Vr • .-.— v • . .- • « nitfl fcWfjfcUMrtaTi r?ijM(K mn r 9 n«!«wei'' ; r : :. --’ ' rfKsnmnuflW W •4-t - .vv y SENIOR MAGNET Clara Mae Miller (to Helen Miiheim): Were you ever kissed before 18?” Helen: No! I never kiss before a crowd of any sort.” ----- B. h. s. --- Aylesworth Clouse: I d like to go out with the girl who said 'The woman always pays’.” ----- B. H. S. ---- Friend: Where did your wife get that nice new hat?” Andrea del Sarto: She gave it to me for my birthday.” ----- B. H. S. ---- Mr. Comin: Glenn, will you please come to Catherine Rattigan’s assist- ance, and be her gallant knight?” Glenn Sherman (all excited): Yes, sir! What’s the question?” -----B. H. s.------ Seen on Howard Barnhart’s English paper: She went and got hitched after all they had taught her.” -----b. h. s.------ Doctor: You don’t want to come to me; I’m a horse doctor.” Steve Kutch (coughing): That’s all right; I’m a little hoarse.” ---- B. H. S. ---- Isydor Myndus: Say, how’s a guy get a wife in the South Sea Islands?” Lawrence Michalik: Well, I understand there it only takes eight spear- heads, but in the U. S. A.—one bone-head.” ----- B. H. S. ---- Mary Margaret McCaslin: Why did Abraham take Lot with him?” Genevieve Miller: I’ll bite.” Mary: So he’d have some place to park his tent.” -----b. H. s.------ Miss Riggle (in Spelling): Finite.” Eleyne McCool: It was a finite last night.” Miss Riggle: Askew.” Jean Mathia: May I askew what it means?” -----b. H. s.------ Elizabeth Leinenbach: Do you know what they did with the girl who was shot for trumping her partner’s ace?” Olive Mochel: No.” Elizabeth: They burned her with simple honors.” -----b. H. s.------ Mary Helen Greenert was teaching her first month of school. Now, children,” she said, what comes after O?” Chorus from the first-graders: Yeah!” Page one hundred four = S ENID R — MAGNET Elizabeth Birckbichler: Why’s Clara Lehnerd’s mouth the opposite of a bank?” Mary Bowers: Well?” Elizabeth: It has no opening and closing hours.” ---- B. H. S. ---- Kenneth Noble: What is the first essential in teaching a dog tricks?” Walter Kellen: You have to know more than the dog.” ----b. h. s.------ Miss Bartley: Name another poem by Browning.” Olive Elliott: The Bull in the Ring.” (She meant the Ring and the Book”). ---- B. H. s.----- Jane McClung: What is delinquescence?” Vivian McLaughlin: I think it’s a food store.” ---- B. H. S. ---- We understand that Fred McLaren rowed across Conneaut Lake last summer to take a bath free. ---- b. h. s. ---- Paul Brookhart: Ma, may 1 have a dollar?” Paul’s Mother: Certainly, my son; ask your father.” Paul: I don’t like to ask him, Ma. You ask him; you’ve known him the longest.” ----b. h. s. ----- Eleanor Schaffner: Have you read 'Freckles’?” Anna Kulick: No, thank goodness; mine are light brown.” ---- B. H. s. ---- Mr. Atwell: What is temporary hard water?” Ray Collins: Ice.” ---- b. H. s. ---- Bob Byers was asking for nominations for the most talkative girl. (Some bashful girl in the back row): Jack Herr!” ----b. h. s.------ Anne Blisak: Gee, didn’t you get a thrill at the track meet last night?” Helen Zymboly: I sure did. Dick Ballentinc went down that track like a grease of streaked lightning!” ---- b. h. s. ---- Clyde Wachsmuth: Oh, the old gray mare ain’t what she’s going to be, ain’t what she’s going to be, ain’t what she’s going to be—” Don Watson: Well, what’s she going to be?” Clyde: Soap.” Page one hundred five . ----------------------------- --=SENI □ R = MAGNET Comic Picture: Jock Sutherland playing tag with two little girls on the way home from school. ----b. H. s.----- Mr. Wick: Put on a piece of paper the part you sing.” Tom Buchtcr’s paper read: Second base.” ---- b. h. s. --- Ruth Fetterly (in Civics class) : Men used to be bosses in the homes.” Mr. Bernlohr (to next class): I have been led to understand today that out in Saxonburg the woman is the boss of the house.” ---- B. H. S. --- Miss Bartley: What time in the morning did Lancelot start for the tournament?” Frank Rajchel: After he got up.” ---- b. H. s. --- Mary Wason: You’ve been wearing a peculiar expression on your face lately; what’s the reason?” Lawrence Martsolf: Oh, yes; I’ve been trying to look like my picture in the Magnet.” ---- B. H. S. --- John O’Brien: Did you know there is a town in Massachusetts named after you?” Ray Willison: Really? What’s its name?” Tucker: Marblehead!” ---- B. H. S. --- Mr. Atwell: Are you chewing gum again?” Howard Barnhart: Just a little, teacher.” Mr. Atwell: Put it in the waste-basket if you think it will hold it.” ---- B. H. S. --- Miss Bartley: From what did Silas Marner suffer even while he lived in Lantern Yard?” (Referring to his taking fits). John Thomas: He was too honest.” ---- B. H. s. --- Miss Bartley: Why did Andrea del Sarto dream of painting on the walls of heaven?” Jack Jamison: It was the only place where he could get away from his wife.” ---- b. H. s.---- Jane Meddo: Say, I hear your boy friend was up last night. How long did he stay? Five minutes?” Faye Rudert: No—only three piece of cake.” Page one hundred six —qFMI□R ..... MAGNET Lydia Figot: Do we have a half or a whole lesson in spelling tomorrow? Jo Dorcy: Yes.” ----b. h. s.----- Alex Komitsky: Ever try catsup for a shampoo?” Steve Kutch: No, why?” Alex: It’s good on beans.” ----b. H. s.----- Every time Eugene McLaughlin goes to see his girl it’s time to go home before he quits arguing with her sister’s boy friend as to who gets the front room. ---- b. H. s.---- Norman Rauschcnberger: I know a man who has been married 30 years, and he spends every evening of his life right at home.” Marten Orlowsky: That’s what I call real devotion.” Norman: The doctor calls it paralysis.” ----b. h. s. ---- Heard on Temple’s Campus next fall: Francis Nebel: Going to hear the lecture on appendicitis tonight?” Bob Nolan: No, I’m tired of those organ recitals.” ---- B. H. S. --- Herbert Metheny: I have a premonition of approaching death.” James Vensel: Why?” Herbert: I bought one of those life-time fountain pens, and now it won’t work.” ---- b. H. s.---- Mary Edna Stein: Hello? . . Hello? . . Yes, I’m invited to the party tomorrow night . . Yes, you may come for me if you like . . yes . . yes . . goodbye.” Then, blankly, Oh, I forgot to ask who it was!” ---- B. H. S. --- Miss Reed: What was the motto of the French Revolution?” Granville Heckathorne: L berty, Republican, Democrat, or Death.” ----b. h. s. ---- Under a spreading chestnut tree, A village smithy squirms, For he was eating chestnuts, And they were full of worms. —Snitched. Page cue hundred seven =- .. =5 ENID R - :: = MAGNET Seen on a IVA English examination paper: The Pretender—a character in Henry Esmond who, when he discovered what he really was like, broke his sword in his own face.” -----B. H. s.---- POEM (Dedicated to a red-beaded senior named Betty) Betty went to cooking-school; She came home all elate; She thought she’d made some ginger-bread, But she made a paper-weight. ----- B. H. S. -- Fond Parent (at Commencement): How quickly the little ones grow up! You no sooner get through sitting up with them than you have to begin sitting up for them.” ----B. H. s.---- Helen Suchy: her eyes.” As the girl went up the hill, she shaded her hand with B. h. s. Bill Baumgarten (in Magnet staff meeting): What shall we do about these two forewords? They’re both good!” Hymie: Let’s use one for a backward.” b. H. s. Bill Gladis: How are you getting along teaching your girl to drive?” Paul Foreman: Not so good. She took a turn for the worse last night. b. h. s. Mildred Whitmire (romantically): Don’t you wish you had lived in the Elizabethan Age?” Mildred Wendell: No, thanks. I’m satisfied to be living in the present Lizzie Age!” -----B. H. s.------ A goat ate all our other jokes And then began to run. I cannot stop,” he softly said; I am so full of fun.” —Kopied. Page one hundred eight ADVERTISING A CENTURY OF WOZK ★ ★ Page one hundred ten S E N I □ R: MAGNET TROUTMAN’S Now Showing the NEW Marvo-W ear Silk Stockings That are Snag Resistant. Made by a sensational new insulating process to resist the usual friction and wear. Will give you double or triple the service of ordinary silk hosiery, at no extra cost. Fine, New Chiffon Weave, in New Spring and Summer Shades— Special $1.00 Pair WE INVITE YOU TO RIDE AND DRIVE THE NEW FORD V-8 Cylinder CAR Butler County Motor Co. MAIN AND WAYNE STREETS J URGEON m CARREN QUALITY CLOTHES THE INN CONFECTIONERY Sodas, Cigars and Confections NEWSPAPERS “Service With a Smile” MAGAZINES Corner Brady and Franklin Sts. — Butler, Penna. Page one hundred eleven SENIOR: MAGNET Poll-Parrot Paul Kirkpatrick Shoes FOR BOYS AND GIRLS SPORTING GOODS All Solid Leather 130 East Jefferson Street C. E. MILLER Phone 36-031 Green ) Young MacDonald Gas —for— Oil Company MEN’S and BOYS’ Cor. Brady and Franklin Sts. CLOTHING - FURNISHINGS Butler, Pa. of Quality and Value Prompt and BUTLER, PA. Courteous Service THERE IS A DIFFERENCE IN BREAD r. • DIEHLS l i BREAD ANI) TASTE THE DIFFERENCE! WEST END DSTORE PATENT MEDICINES DRUGS TOILET ARTICLES KODAKS AND FILMS FOUNTAIN PENS (ANDY SODA FIRST AID SUPPLIES Prescriptions Carefully Compounded 526 West Cunningham Street BUTLER, PA. THE “PENSLAR” STORE Page one ljundred twelve rSENIDR: MAGNET THEY, too, ARE GRADUATES WELLESLEY 17 jewels $45.00 Other Hamiltons up to $500. GRANT 17 jewels—$42.50 When old grads get together, a good time is had by all. That’s one important reason why fine Hamilton watches are so frequently selected as gifts for the boy or girl graduate. For Hamiltons are graduates themselves from one of the most famous schools of Accuracy in the world. Let us show you the watch which will make YOUR graduate extremely happy. R. E. Kirkpatrick JEWELER Next to Court House, Butler Reiber’s —MEN’S SHOP— Headquarters for Genuine B. V. D. Shorts and Shirts or _ 3 For oDC $1.00 Plain colors. Fancy Patterns— cut to the same generous proportions of all B.V.D. products, fine Ribbed Shirts—all sizes. Page otic hundred thirteen -..— ENID R = MAGNET That Boy of Yours . Just in his ’teens, perhaps . . . full of ambition and optimism for the future. Remember when you were a boy? If your father had opened a savings account for you, say thirty years ago, and taught you the habit of depositing two dollars a week, you would now have $3,120 in principal alone. The interest, 3% compounded semi-annually, would swell this amount to the handsome sum of $5,039.14. Do now for your own children what you would have wanted your own father to do for you ! The Butler County National Bank and Trust Company Page one hundred fourteen :S E N I □ R= MAGNET Standard Drug Store 304 North Main Street We are Serving a 25c Luncheon That is Very Tasty Good Service—and food that will please your palate. All food cooked in artesian well water. THE TASTE IS DIFFERENT—“IT’S BETTER !’ The South Side National Bank Service With Courtesy CHEVROLET CADILLAC BUICK Cheeseman-Watson Corp. BUTLER, PA. Cars covering every price range Auto Repairing Upholstering Body Re-building Radiators Repaired Complete Service Facilities Chassis Steam Cleaned Metal and Wood Work Straightening and Welding Duco Refinishing “A Complete Service All Under One Roof” Main Street at Brady Phone 2701 Open Day and Night Page one hundred fifteen SENIOR MAGNET ----------------------—---------------------- The Butler Business College Offers Special Work for High School Graduates ADVANCED COURSES Banking and Bank Bookkeeping. Coaching for C. P. A. and American Institute Examinations. Corporation Accounting and Law. Cost Accounting (Nicholson. LaSalle Rowe, etc.) Dictaphone and Typewriting. Filing .and Typewriting. Public Accounting and Auditing. Reporting Course. Post-graduate work in typewriting, shorthand dictation, bookkeeping, etc. Credit Will Be Given for Work Already Done. Students May Enroll at Any Time in Either Day or Evening ('lasses. 42nd YEAR BEGINS SEPTEMBER 5, 1933 A. F. REGAL, Principal 1113-315 South .Main St. Butler, Penna. The Home of GOOD WHOLESOME FOODS M axler’sRestaurant C. L. MAXLER Butler Savings and Trust Bldg. Phone 46242 Butler, Pa. On Route 422 so-E-zy FINISHES BEAUTIFY THE HOME Sold in Butler by Standard Paint Glass Company 120 EAST JEFFERSON STREET Page one hundred sixteen SENIOR; MAGNET Harvey ) Carey, Inc, 112 South Main Street, Butler TRY OUR SPECIAL LUNCHEONS—ONLY 25c YOU’LL ENJOY THOMPSON’S •Nixon IHixtel Ice Cream Y E s BUTLER, PA. SAN IT ARY I c “We Have Your Kind” Dial 44511 Hutchinson CLEANERS MIRACLEAN Clean as a breath of spring” MEMBER Miraclean Institute, U. S. and Canada and Nat’l Association of Dyers and Cleaners ALWAYS— The Most Fashionable Styles BICKEL’S SHOE STORE BUTLER, PA. JACKSON, YOUR JEWELER Honest prices. Expert workmanship has built up one of the largest repair businesses in Butler county. All watch mainsprings $1.00. Cleaning $1.50. Round watch crystals 25c. Fancy shapes 50c. Rings soldered 35c. JACKSON, Butler’s Leading Watchmaker 223 S. Main St. Opp. Troutman’s Store. I Lead—Others Follow Page one hundred seventeen SEN I □ R: MAGNET ♦ . Springtime . . In the Springtime of life youth should prepare for the later seasons. Good sowing now will pave the way for an abundant harvest later on. Good habits, good manners, industry, attention to present duties assigned, will prove a powerful factor in aiding young people when once they are thrown on their own resources. Butler Savings Trust Co. In the Heart of the City Puge one hum!reil eighteen SENIOR: MAGNET Touch a button— JIFFY KODAK Grohman’s Drug Store Cor. Main and North Sts. Dial 3761 4 Phones Portman Bros. Lunch SPECIAL Plate LUNCH 25c 128 West Cunningham Street Dial 20-533 DRY CLEANING and TAILORING WELL DONE!!! M. L. Amendola We remodel Men’s and Women’s Garments Opp. Butler Theatre IN BUTLER IT’S PAINTER’S RESTAURANT SPECIAL 40 - CENT LUNCH Served Daily If your car looks bow legged, knock kneed or skims down the street like a Hula Hula dancer, see me! Bob Koeppen Garage Rear 334 S. Main St. Phone 23474 Quick Starts and Many of Them THE MOST ECONOMICAL BATTERY YOU CAN BUY — A — Willard Kennedy Evans Opp. Central Fire Station Page one hundred nineteen SEN ID R: MAGNET LARKIN COMPANY MANUFACTURERS OF PACKERS and SANI) PUMPS DRILLING and FISHING TOOLS BUTLER, PA. C. H. Gilkey 128-130 EAST BIRCH STREET Opposite Y. M. C. A. Auto Repairing Oiling and Greasing Crank Case Transmission and Differential Service Marvel Carburetor Service PHONE 23880 Leith’s Flowers “THE GIFT SUPREME” 157 North Main Street Dial 32-970 The MAIN Drug Stores butler FRESH DRUGS kittanning Home-Made Ice Cream — — Home-Made Candies IT’S DIFFERENT! Klingler’s Mills Incorporated WHOLESALE FLOUR FEED GROCERIES Crescent Restaurant HOME COOKING ! Regular Meals 40c Plate Lunch 25c Page one burntred twenty :S E N I □ R: MAGNET High School Specials ! SPORTING GOODS Lichty’s Book Store BUTLER. PA. You .. Will always be assured of the BEST FOODS TASTILY PREPARED and Easy on Your Pocketbook HARVEY GEIBEL Funeral Director —AT— Y. M. C. A. Cafeteria Special Tables Reserved Each Day for Students Butler Vulcanizing Company IT WILL PAY YOU TO SEE Lon Green’s “THE MILLER BOYS” Shoe U. S. TIRES Windows 141 Mercer St. Butler, Pa. 251 South Main Street SCHOERNER’S Barney’s Place PASTRY SHOP J Real High Class Barbecue Sandwiches BAKERY PRODUCTS Students' DIAL 36-480 Eat Headquarters' 119 East Jefferson Street North Main St. Extension Page one hundred twenty-one :S E N I □ R-MAGNET This Jssue of he o Klag was ‘Printed and Bound by xfhe ,rRecord Printing Company Community building, Butler, ‘Pa. We do cAll Kjnds of Trinting Well Page one hundred twenty-two SENIOR: MAGNET To the (graduating Class of June, 1933 We wish to Congratulate You One and All • • • FetterRoff Studio Phone 26-524 HO South Main Street Barker School of Dance and Expression J03 New Castle Street Dial 25192 ALL TYPES OF DANCING FRANCOIS LEFEVRE, Instructor SPEECH, EXPRESSION, INTERPRETATION ERMA L. SPEER, Instructor School Open in September Make Enrollment Early The Butler Theatre Warner Brothers Butler's Best Show House—Clean, Cool, Well Ventilated, Comfortable Always First Run Pictures Page one hundred twenty-three SENIOR MAGNET Eisler-Hoch Auto Company Dodge Brothers and Plymouth Cars Dependable Used Cars A Complete Service 113-117 EAST WAYNE STREET, BUTLER Tlie Butler Florist “THE HOUSE OF SERVICE” Chas. A. Rol l mas 143 East Jefferson St. Telephone 42-401 The (Love of Qood Photography Give us your confidence and we will make you a friend ! Sheff er Studio Telephone 33522 — 21094 Page one hundred twenty-four SENIOR: MAGNET ORGANIZED 1851 “WE SERVE” Massachusetts Mutual Life insurance Company SPRINGFIELD, MASSACHUSETTS L S. HOON, JR., Agent 210 N. Washington St., Butler, Pa. Phone Dial 25-600 Real Comfort and Beauty -—- IN ■■ -- REYNOLDS BROS FURNITURE CORNER MAIN AND NORTH IT ISN’T A HOME WITHOUT A TELEPHONE It was a surprise party for Annabel. Two of her girl friends organized” it the day before her birthday. Annabel enjoyed it, but she was a bit disappointed because Norman was not there. She couldn’t imagine why he had not been invited—until one of the girls told her they could not get in touch with him because he had no telephone. Norman was disappointed, too. AND YOU CAN HAVE ONE FOR A FEW CENTS A DAY! ___________________________________________________ f’tfgc one hundred twenty-five SEN I □ R: MAGNET Do You Want Your Boy to Make Good? Are you planning to equip him with a college education? A NORTHWESTERN MUTUAL EDUCATIONAL CONTRACT will guarantee the funds if you are not here to provide them. Watson ) Ferguson DISTRICT AGENTS Northwestern .Mutual Life Insurance Co. Savings Bank Building REAR BUILDING DRIVE IN Ppntl‘31 PorLiner 125 EAST Jefferson st. G I ■ Ol rllllg BUTLER, PA.—PHONE 31390 SATISFACTION GUARANTEED BRAKE SERVICE We wash 'em—Grease 'em—and Change the Oil OFFICIAL STATE INSPECTION STATION No. 2377 WASH POLISH WAX DINK cAm why (Wash) PAY MORE ? (You Can’t Afford to Wash It Yourself) KENDALL OIL ATLANTIC OIL V'ALVALINE OIL ULTRA-PENN TIOLENE OIL •MlllHIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIIICIIIHIIlirp IKES lllllllllt1ll!IIIIMIIiailllllllllllf WALT mortland------------See-------“DUSTY” rhoades --- CALL. THE ------ BUTLER STEAM LAUNDRY and DRY CLEANING PLANTS Our Motto: Quality and Service” SUITS SPONGED AND PRESSED, 50c Dial 29-600 21 i% V. Cunningham St. Butler. Pa. 5c Hot Chocolate 5c UNITED DAIRY 15c - Hot Fudge Sundaes - 15c Page one hundred twenty-six SENIOR: MAGNET To Class of June ’33 Congratulations May You All Succeed L M, JAFFE 110 S. Main St. Butler, Penna. Patterson’s Delicatessen 128 New Castle Street ICE CREAMS DAIRY PRODUCTS HOME-BAKED GOODS We Qreet The June Class 1933 and Wish Them Every Success in Their Future Undertakings B. L. PAINTER CHAS. H. FORINGEII £xi6e EATTERIES Butler Battery Company COMPLETE IGNITION SERVICE OPP. Y. M. C. A. PHONE 45258 116 S. McKEAN ST Page one hundred twenty-seven SENIOR: MAGNET HARRISON M. FINES COMPLETE INSURANCE SERVICE 210 Butler County National Bunk Building Telephone 29860 SUTTON GASOLINE CO. Home Owned and Home Operated Seven Convenient Stations Butler, Penna. George Bob Wick HAS TAU ;HT a I.AKCE MAJORITY OF BUTLER'S BEST SINGERS LESSONS AT HALF RATE 1 $1.00 PER LESSON ! IF IT IS ONE OF Congratulations HEINZ “57” to Class of —WE HAVE IT ! June 1933 Bauer Cash Grocery Cummings Candy Shop 245 West Jefferson Street Dial 28632 RAISLEY WHITESIDE Campbell’s Arlington Building CjtoocI Furniture 220 SOUTH MAIN STREET Alfred A. Campbell Norge Refrigerators Easy Washer and Ironers 337-339 South Main St. Page one Imndred twenty-eight SEN I □ R: MAGNET We Like to Sell and Recommend aNO MEND” Full Fashioned SILK HOSE First of all, because of their long-wearing qualities—then their fine, sheer appearance. The Newest Spring Shades are now available—and— best of all—“NO MENDS’’ are now priced at ONLY $1.00 PER PAIR ! On Sale OFFUTF3 - Butler, Pa. Butler County’s Largest and Most Beautiful Jewelry Store” ROBERT O. CRAWFORD JEWELER Visit Our New OPTICAL DEPARTMENT In charge of DR. J. H. MARSHALL (Class of 1923) Registered Optometrist Free Examinations Small Weekly Payments Special Discount on Students’ Glasses 148 N. MAIN ST. BUTLER, PA. ORDER YOUR CLASS RINGS HERE Page one hundred twenty-nine yy % -- - ... i 1 ■ , i. m. - . - ' .. 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