Butler High School - Nugget Yearbook (Butler, NJ)

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THE NUGGET Wife of Josiah Elizabeth Muller Daughter of W .Armstrong Isabelle Johnson Daughter of William Le Blanc Margaret Prescott This play was a great success finan- cially and it brought us into closer co- operation for our future work. The greatest event of the year was the Junior Prom, held in the Butler Opera House. The artistic members of the class spent hours making plans, which, when carried into effect gave an inviting appear- ance to the hitherto plain, bare walls. The whole atmosphere was transformed into one of merriment. This social hap- pening long remained a bright spot in our minds. Of course, during the spring, baseball flourished. The Junior team, although it made a strong bid for the championship of the High School, lost to the Seniors. At the opening of school in September of 1918, the Senior Class elected the fol- lowing officers: President, Harry Haenig- sen; Vice-President, Myrtle Bush; Secre- tary, Harold Decker, and Treasurer, Rose Mulligan. Each member of the class from care- free Caspar Petrone to studious Helen O'Reilly, realized that this year of 1917- 1918 was to be the last opportunity to do anything for the good of the school. Our first social event was the Senior Dance on the evening of the nineteenth of Decem- ber at the Guild Hall in Pompton Lakes. Each of us tripped the light fantastic toe to our heart’s delight. The annual question of Senior class rings came up, and of course a great num- ber of different opinions were expressed. After much discussion, we chose an oval ring embossed with the letters, B. H. S., and it has proved to be generally satisfac- tory. Owing to the success of the play given in the Junior year the Seniors debated the question of giving another. The idea met with general approval, but after carefully considering the matter it was found, that because of the annual interscholastic de- bate, and other important school affairs, known as studies, there was no time for the preparation of a play. The Seniors organized a baseball team in the spring of 1918, with which we ex- pected to capture the championship of the High School, but up to the time of this writing, we have met with our usual suc- cess in our baseball games—defeat. The greatest achievement of the Class of '18 has been the printing of a Year Book. In the publishing of it. this class has taken a step ahead of any previous class. Since it contains those facts in which the Seniors are interested, each one has taken an active part in preparing it. Especially do we appreciate the time and thought Mr. Burton Lamscha, the editor, has put forth in order to make this Year Book a fitting monument to the ambitious and active Class of '18. TESTIMONIALS Hetty Green—Owing to the high price of your Year Book, I do not feel able to buy it, but I heartily recommend it to all who can afford it. Mrs. Russel Sage-—Today I received your excellent book and was so impressed that I have revised my will, by which I shall bequeath to Butler High School the sum of fifty thousand dollars. Senior Class—Today we read our Year Book and find that it is as good as can be expected. Andrew Barnagie—I was very much pleased with the copy of your Year Book, which I received to day. P. S.—Does your school need a library? 20

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THE NUGGET The History of the Class of ’18 N the momentous year of 1914, two very important events came into being. The first was the Great War. The second was the ('lass of '18. These first two events were alike in that they both seemed worthy of little consideration in the beginning. During the early life of this class there were no noticeable attempts at united ac- tion. However, as we became older, we began to think, work, and act as a whole. Class spirit became veiy evident, and as time passed, this has grown until now every member is a loyal worker for '18. Another event, which in fact was the third event during the year of 1914, was the arrival of Mr. Crane as Principal of Butler High School. Since then, he has always stood ready to help and advise the class in all matters. The future Seniors were, during those first few days, more bewildered than at any other time in our educational career. The chief causes of this embarrassment were the environment and the indecision as to what course to pursue. After a day or two. however, school work moved more smoothly. Of course, as freshmen, the sophomores taught us to consider our- selves the simplest of the simple. After we had passed our mid-year tests, we be- gan to realize that next year we would not be despised freshmen but ambitious sopho- mores. Early in 1915, the annual attack of spring fever fastened itself upon us. Several forgot their school work, to answer both the call of the fishpond and the forest, and also that of the business world. Before leaving the room we occu- pied as freshmen, the class of ’18 placed on the wall a clock—a token of the fresh- man year. At the opening of the fall term the Class of ’18, somewhat diminished in numbers, registered in the High School as Sopho- mores. This year there was no confusion. We felt confident because we had been there before.” We were no longer the lowest class, and although only one above it, felt as proud as if we were Seniors. It was while we were Sophomores that the first thoughts of concerted action occurred to us. We organized a baseball team, but were beaten. That, at least, was a start. It prophesied of great things we were to do in future years. As Juniors we elected for our President, Leo Rowe; Vice-President, Myrtle Bush; Secretary, Caroline Kretzler, and Treas- urer, Harold Decker. In the spring of our third year, we gave a comedy at the Goldy Theatre. The story of the play. Brother Josiah,” is this: An old farmer, Josiah Armstrong, and his wife and son, come to the city to his brother’s home. His brother, Wellington Armstrong, was a wealthy broker, but at this time his confidential man informed him that because of his extravagance, his financial affairs were in very poor shape. Another wealthy broker, Mr. William Le Blanc, was in love with Wellington Arm- strong’s daughter, and he offered to help him out if his daughter would marry him. Josiah. however, after hearing of Le Blanc’s plan for swindling his money, comes Torth and pays all of his brother’s debts. He also exposes Le Blanc as a horse thier, and finally states that after Le Blanc had left his wife, Josiah had taken his son to bring up as his own. Wellington Armstrong’s daughter also marries the man of her heart, a young author. The cast of characters was: Josiah Armstrong--------Harry Haenigsen Wellington Armstrong Burton Lamscha Josiah’s Son-------------------------Paul Clark William Le Blanc Leo Rowe A Young Author-------------Harold Decker W. Armstrong’s Confidential Man Albert Falk W. Armstrong’s Butler----Donald DeLazier Mrs. Wellington Armstrong Caroline Kretzler 19

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THE NUGGET History of the Junior Class N the month of September, in the year nineteen hundied and fif- teen, the Tribe of '19 entered the Province of Butler, and began its explorations and settlements. The first few days were torture, for every time one of the natives (the fiercest of whom we later discovered belonged to the tribe of Sophomores) went by us, we cringed in some hiding place or other. But gradu- ally this wore off, and some of the Fresh- men, as new explorers are called, became rather friendly with them. Rumors had been circulated concerning green neckties and applications of red ink, but did not materialize. After about four months a new arrival entered our gates and took up his abode among us. There were various speculations as to his identity, but we were soon informed by the newcomer that his name was Rowe, and that he came from Penns' Grove, where they make gunpowder. He was immediately taken by the prov- ince to be used in an army to fight neigh- boring provinces. Each army contained nine men, and their weapons were hard round balls and long wooden clubs. Battles of a verbal nature took place, but only between the towns of our own province. The Freshmen won over the other three towns. These contests are called debates by the natives. After a period of time called vacation. wre once more embarked, expecting to ven- ture to our old haunts, but no, to our sur- prise, we wrere moved to the town occupied by the Sophomore Tribe the year before. The oldest tribe had been ousted com- pletely from the Privince, and now be- longed to a very ancient sect called Alumni. This year, the war with balls and clubs, which we learned was called baseball, was taken up between the towns of the Prov- ince in a friendly way, and was won by us, who were now Sophomores. A trophy was thereby captured in the shape of a pen- nant, which still holds a place of honor in our village. When vacation had again inteivcned, we .CvUined once more, to find that we now belonged to the tribe called Juniors. We were, however, allowed to retain our old homes of the year before. This year, it was permitted us, by remainder of the Province, to choose a chief over our tribe, and Clarence Decker w'as duly chosen as that official. There were also chosen for him three faithful helpers, Alice Vander- hoof as Second High Priestess, Paul Snel as Chief Scribe, and Irene Aldons as Chief Guardian of Resources. More verbal contests wfere participated in by the various tribes, and on Friday, the fifteenth day of March, the Province of Butler, represented by Haenigsen and L. Rowe, of the Senior Tribe, and Snel and R. Rowe, of the Junior Tribe, journeyed to the neighboring Province of Hamburg to engage in a debate with them, and valiant- ly did the Juniors uphold the standards of their province, and justly proud w'as their tribe of them. It is the custom of the Junior Tribe every year to hold a festival called Prom. The present Juniors have not yet held one, but as this goes to press, preparations are being made for the occasion. This concludes the history of the Junior Tribe to date. Their further adventure w’ill doubtless be chronicled in the next appearance of this book. Her hand, perfect in its shape, and ivory in its whiteness, lay in his. For a moment the delicately pink fingers trembled as he slipped a sparkling ring over her knuckle. Looking into her eyes, he softly mur- mured, “It is an exact fit madam and we guarantee that stone for five years. 21