Butler High School - Nugget Yearbook (Butler, NJ)

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THE NUGGET The Class Prophecy of 1918 NDEED fortunate it was that I should be at the aero postoffice in Chicago yesterday just at the plane descended. Fifteen years ago we considered these planes marvelous; now they are merely accommodating. But I must tell you my story. The pilot of the plane descended for a few moments' relaxation before his return trip to New York. He glanced idly about him. and, encountering my gaze, made a bee-line for me. Mercy, thought I, I won- der whether I am to be put off the grounds as an intruder. Luck would not have it so, however, for oddly enough he chanced to be an old schoolmate of mine, John Scott Poole. Eagerly he told me of his excellent gov- ernment position. But still more interest- ing to me was the patent he had obtained on the very complex model of machine in which he flew. We chatted gaily on the topics of the day, and before we realized, it came time to part. On the spur of the moment he Invited me, too, and lo, 1 went sailing through the clouds. I seized this opportunity when above to talk of old times and thus obtained most of my news about our High School ac- quaintances. Of course it wasn’t neces- sary to question the whereabouts of Harry Haenigsen, for everyone scans both morn- ing and evening papers for his very clever cartoons of the day. Helen Decker, the prominent Congress- woman. has just had a great deal of pub- licity from her brilliant and forceful speech on prohibition. Rose Mulligan, John informed me, is the matron of an orphan asylum in Pomp- ton Lakes. It was not the least surpris- ing, for Rose always did have such a kind, motherly way with all the lower grade pupils. Harold Decker is also becoming rich and famous from his remarkable invention of a weight reducer. Donald DeLazier, who waa one of the star players when I was young, is a second “all-round Baker.” Remarkable, isn’t it. that the interest in baseball never de- creases? I glanced at my watch. “How soon do we alight?” I asked. John told me that in a very short time we would be in New York. “I don't have to return tonight, so we can dine together,” he said. “By the way, did you know that Albert Falk is the manager of the hotel? And Mildred Dobbs the head chef?” All this interested me greatly, and nothing would satisfy me until I had heard the entire story. Albert surely climbed the ladder of success very rapidly. After Mildred’s course in Domes- tic Science, what was more natural than that she apply to her former school-mate for that excellent position? In the lobby of the hotel I picked up a magazine and idly turning the pages, this advertisement caught my eye: SAMUEL JACOBS 52nd St. and Broadway Dealer in Gentlemen’s Wearing Apparel Hats of the Most Unique Styles. Sammy tried hard to be a business man in High School, but alas, he unfortunately incurred the stern disapproval of the Faculty. I dropped the paper on the table and on the back cover the portrait of a man caught my attention. The face seemed familiar, so I read the advertisement be- neath. Build a Robust Figure Like Mine. Send for Free Booklet on Development of Body. James O’Reilly, Box No. 23. After dinner we went to Carnegie Hall. To my surprise and delight Helen Hyatt was giving a song recital that night. I was delighted and enjoyed the evening immensely. That evening, before leaving John, we planned a trip for the next day. We de- cided to find out the lot of all fellow- classmates, making Butler the terminal for our inquiries. I arrived at the field bright and early, let me assure you. Passing over Columbia College reminded me of two more of the 23

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THE NUGGET CLASS OK 1920 fflcer« President, Gertrude Gorry Vice-President, Beulah Sanders Secretary, Georgians Blakely Treasurer, Gordon Decker Although the members of the Sopho- more Class have been rather quiet so far this year, it is probably due to the fact that they have attended High School only two years. Very few classes have partici- pated to any great extent in school activi- ties in their Sophomore year, but it is to be hoped that next year this class, as Juniors, will surpass the classes preceding them. CLASS OF 1021 Officers President, Margaret Rowe Vice-President, Levora Rodda Secretary and Treasurer, Paul Richards This year’s class of Freshmen seem to show unusual promise. As athletic ma- terial, the boys are better than they have been for some time. As for the girls, not enough space is to be had to adequately describe them.

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THE NUGGET old crowd. One, Arthur Worden, is now a Professor of Psychology there; and about a month ago I read an editorial by Caroline Kretzler on Universal Woman Suffrage” in one of the largest circulated magazines published. Butler was signted about ten o'clock, and a few moments later we made our way through the crowded main thoroughfares. Opposite the railroad station a placard reading thus, being above the door: William Dugan Dancing Parlours Rates reasonable. Classes afternoon and evening. We tried to enter, but the door was locked. I resolved to return in the after- noon, but unfortunately did not have time. “Oh, here is a drug store,” John ex- claimed; “let’s get cooled off.” While we were waiting for the order a very attrac- tively dressed woman entered. Her face looked familiar, but for the moment I was unable to place her. Then K occurred to me that 1 was looking at Florence Post. She greeted us cordially and invited us to her home at the Rectory for luncheon. Gladly did we accept her kind invitation. There I learned that Martha Kayhart and Leonora Tintle had become foreign mis- sionaries; Martha to China, and Leonora to the South Sea Islands. Florence asked me whether.I had kept in touch with the girls who lived in Oak- land. She was greatly surprised to learn that Ruth Sheffield had become a Red Cross nurse, beloved by all the soldiers for whom she cared. At present she is a doc- tor’s assistant in a hospital near Phila- delphia. Elizabeth Muller has an experiment sta- tion in New Brunswick. Her specialty is strawberry cultivation. Myrtle Bush is a European buyer for the old John Wanamaker firm. In between trips she lives in luxury in her summer home on Long Island. I asked Florence whether she knew that Hazel Ryerson had become a fashionable modiste. She promised to visit her estab- lishment on Fifth Avenue sometime in the near future. “But what has become of John Adkins?” “John is a high official in the Rubber Company, but it is whispered about that he manages a matrimonial agency, she told me. Edna Coil, it seems, is a demonstrator for the Studebaker cars, and many a pleas- ant afternoon she has riding about in her own little runabout. An enormous leather concern has learned the ability of Minnie O’Dell and she is now the secretary. Caspar Petrone owns a men’s depart- ment store in Newark. His specialty, 1 am told, is hosiery and ties. in the afternoon we visited the tractor factory of Lamscha, Rowe and Company. After their extensive course in Rutgers they bought out a small concern, and so improved the model of the tractor that within a few years a very nourishing busi- ness grew up. The works were immensely interesting, but we weie unable to see the heads of the firm, for both were away on a short business trip. “ir it were Monday we might stop at the school to make a call on Helen O’Reilly, the p.incipal,” Florence said. She is very popular with the pupils, and I am sure is not tormented by them as our faculty sometimes were by us. We did, however, stop at the public library. Ada La Roe is the librarian. The building, both exterior and interior, is very charming. I was glad to see such a line edifice in the city. Charlotte Davey, the great emotional actress of the movies, was to play that night in an exceptionally good picture. I was sorely tempted to remain, but I knew it was my duty to return to my home in Chicago. Isabelle Johnson is the leading pharma- cist in Butler. Directly opposite is the ice cream and confectionery store of Eva Stewart. During the summer months there is great, though friendly, rivalry be- tween the stores. The time flew miraculously. At four o’clock we started on our return trip. I wish it might be possible to meet all of the thirty-two, but surely I must be satis- fied in just hearing of their fates and for- tunes. Not one failure of all the students of ’18. Successes for every one. I felt that I had spent a very delightful and profitable time, which would furnish food for thought for many days to come. 21