Butler High School - Nugget Yearbook (Butler, NJ)

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THE NUGGET GLENNA WOOD III1 FF Here’s big Glenna, so dubbed by Dick Howe and Ed. Brown. Yes, Glenna is a bit husky, but no so much so as not to be mighty attractive. Tall, with light, curly hair, which glistens in the sunlight, Glenna is one of our “good-lookers.” Say basketball to Glenna and imme- diately you will see the otherwise rather sober, studious face brighten up with a winning smile, which changes Glenna’s expression entirely. Glenna is happy because “the joy of battle” is within her. Miss George once asked Irene, in Eng- lish class, “What was Darwin’s Theory?” Irene promptly answered. Everything tat goes up must come down.” ♦ While Miss Betts was correcting some Freshman Science papers the other day, she was surprised to read the following answer to the question, “What is a fly?”: A fly is a bird with six legs and a shell.” The Freshmen are rather famous for such answrers. Miss Maclean once asked a rather indolent young man just wrhy he came to school. The Freshie immediately replied, ’Cause I gotta.” One day Randall was, according to his custom, cutting up in English class and Miss George kindly requested him to take the seat at the front of the aisle. Where- upon Randall innocently asked, “Where shall I take it. Miss George?” 14

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THE NUGGET “8XELLY” Paul Snel, otherwise Snelly. is one of our jolly classmates. Paul is always ready for a good time and a dance, especially if a little Sophomore is near. This classmate has made a reputation in the chemistry class by his fondness for laboratory days. Who is the leader in our school activities? Paul Snel, of course. Paul it fond of basketball, good at debating, and has been our cheer-leader this year. Don’t think because we have said nothing about school-work, Paul doesn’t shine there. He does! A LICK VAN OKU HOOK Alice Vanderhoof entered Butler High four years ago, and since then has won the friendship of all the members of the class. She has a thorough knowledge of her subjects, but, because of her shyness, hates to get up and recite. Alice has never been late at school during her four years, as she lives right opposite the school. As you come to know Alice well, you find she is a good scout. LEONAIU) VAN HORN “Len” is our tall and towering Senior. Dance? Well, I guess he can. If “Len ’ were invited to a dance on the other side of the continent, he’d journey from his “Old Newfoundland Hills” rather than forfeit the pleas- ure of a jazz. This classmate has been so busy talking during study periods that he has not found time left to win commencement honors. Can he talk? Oh. boy! Leave it to “Len.” MARIAN WHEELER Oood-hearted, sympathetic, motherly Marian Wheeler —what a warm place in our hearts is filled by this quiet and yet jovial girl, with her pretty big eyes that go so well with her big heart. The girls of the lower classes are particularly fond of Marian and may frequently be found clustered about her. It is hinted that Marian’s attractions are not appreci- ated solely by the girls, but that a certain young gentleman from Midvale has been captured. 13

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THE NUGGET History of the Class of ’19 T was in September of the year nineteen hundred and fifteen that a band of jolly rollicking boys and girls anchored their life boat at Rutler High, there to remain four years. Some gazed at the great edifice with awe, others wondered wrhat could be contained within that foreboding and towering fortress. Nevertheless, they all summoned courage and w'ith one grand and deter- mined effort marched valiantly through its doors. Gradually this feeling of awe gave way to one of inferiority inflicted upon us by the great and all-powerful Sophomores. We decided, however, to show what we really were made of and soon won great fame at debating and baseball, actually defeating the long nonored Seniors. Then came the warm, sunny summer days and the crew slowly drifted about on the bright smiling waters of “Eveiy- where. Again when the leaves began to take on their gold and russet tints our jolly “bunch’ languidly sailed back to drop anchor once more at our old abode. Now' that we were Sophomores we found it necessary to change our haunt to one more fitting and dignified for our new rank. We feared no one, wre w’ere high and mighty, lauding it over many. At baseball our superiority wras soon acknowiedged and a large pennant adoined the south end of our new haunt. Again came the soft, mellow summer days and again we drifted aimlessly about. The autumn of 1917 found us once more within that dark and foreboding fortress —neither dark nor foreboding to us now' because we had learned to cast all fears aside and flourish with spirit. This year we kept our former haunt, not because we had not risen in dignity, but because the Seniors chose to retain their former place, which rightfully should have been ours. Officers of the Junior crew had to be elected. We chose: President—Clarence Decker. Vice-President—Alice Vanderhoof. Secretary—Paul Snel. Treasurer—Erne Aldous. Many things were enacted during this eventful year, among them a debate w'ith Hamburg. Two of our Junior crew en- deavored to uphold the honor of Butler, and likewise two of the Senior crew. At baseball we again earned the pennant and smiled triumphantly at the Seniors. wTho had tried to take it from us. But this rivalry did not anger us, and, as w e learned was the custom, wTe gave a dance known as the Junior Prom at the Butler Opera House. This was an immense suc- cess and many complimented 11s on our artistic decorations. Again the bright summer days intervened. Again the sweet breath of autumn found us in the new haunt known as the Senior room. Here wonders were performed. To begin w'ith. we had a new commander. Mr. Walton, and many new' presiding officers, the faculty. The first event was that of electing class officers. They were: President—Richard Rowe. Secretary—Clarence Decker. Treasurer—Edward Brown. The next important act of our crewr was to give vent to our mirth at a Senior dance held in the low’, rambling and charming Y. M. C. A. building at Pompton Lakes. Our young buoyant bodies swayed to and fro until the hour of tw’o sounded harshly on our ears. This year the girls won great honor at basketball, as well as did the boys. At present the great and inspiring topic is the class play. We sincerely trust that it w'ill be as grand a success as everything our crew has formerly done. Then again w’hen the summer sun smiles down at us from his speedy chariot, we wrill set sail for a longer and more advanced trip on life’s journey. 15