Butler High School - Nugget Yearbook (Butler, NJ)

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T li E NUGGET Officers were elected as follows:— President .....................Lester Black Vice-President ........Georgianna Blakeley Secretary ............................. Grace Carlyon Treasurer .............................Gordon Decker “A play was then given for the benefit of the Senior (’lass, by the Senior Girl Re- serves of Po nipt on Lakes. A Bazar was given, at which Mr. Uniacke proved valu- able as an auctioneer. Chocolate sales con- tinued. “The Seniors starred on athletics this year, by winning every girls’ basket-ball game against the opposing classes, and kept up their reputation in attendance. Great is the strife between Freshmen and Senior for the iK ssession of Silver Cup. Wonder if they’ll put it in the laboratory, Crow? “This year the Senior Class gave a play in the I)u Pont Club House at Pompton Lakes. The cast of characters in ‘The New Co-ed’ was: Letitia (Lctty) Willis, A new student from a small town ....................Amy Crum Madge Stevens, Letty’s friend ............... ......................Georgia nna Blakeley Estelle Doolittle, a 8) tolled beauty........ ................................Ella Beam Miss Rice, landlady .............Pearl Kicker May v Ethel Cox Rose (college Chums ... Clara Dunn Grace ) Vera Durling Richard (Dick) Bradley, Athletic star....... ...........................Gordon Decker “Punch” Doolitte. mischievous, work-hating brother of Estelle.........Norman Wiggins Jim Young, dramatic coach .................. .......................Thomas Mandevllle George Washington Watts, inirter, gentle- man of color and “peace” ....Lester Black Students, club members. Glee Club “The play was a great success and com- pleted the money for the ‘Big Idea.’ This included the dates April twenty-ninth, thirtieth, and May first.” Outside, a long peal of thunder echoed and reechoed, lightning Hashed and the rain fell rapidly. “Why. Lobster, it must be the Seniors’ fare-well,” said the (’row. “How they love you and me and the lab- ra tory,” replied the Lobster as lie slow- ly crawled to his place on the wall and the (’row to his in the glass cage. The maples slightly drooped in the rain, The clock on tin school struck twelve. Fourteen

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THE NTGGET The History of the Senior Class of 1920 As told by the Raven Crow and the Pink Lobster The big yellow moon poised high in the heavens, casting all its radiance through the laboratory of Butler High. Through an open window (which had escaped the teach- er’s good-night close-up I a balmy breeze floated. The big maples stood like senti- nels. The clock on the school struck ten. The Idg pink lobster moved and dropped with a heavy thud to a near-by table. The black crow, who sat diagonally from the lobster, strut ted out of his glass cage, flapped his wings and thus conversation was started. “Seems as though they forgot to dust me,” said the crow, as he shook himself. “And I’m just about falling to pieces,” re- plied the lobster. “1 had an awful hard time getting to-gether tonight. After tin ex- periments those Seniors have been perform- ing. it’s a wonder I’m not dead. You ought to be glad you’re in a glass cage.” “So it’s the Seniors, again. Do you re- member them as Freshmen—when they drifted in almost a hundred strong, fresh for life and adventure? The trouble they got into headed by such leaders as Milton Pulis and Clarence Howard, who have long since dropped from their ranks? Why. Lobster, the Freshmen of to-day have nothing on those Freshmen of 1916. Then, into their midst stepped the ‘famous soap-box orator’, Mitchell Cohen, who was found immediately to la a good sport. “As Sophomores, under the leadership of Mr. Grimm, they quieted down and were fast winning a reputation in attendance and the purchasing of War Saving Stamps. When Spring came, then Summer and Peace for you and me, Lobster.” “But, (’row, their Junior year was the eventful year and from that year sprung the many activities of their Senior year. They elected for their President, Mitchell Cohen, Vice-president, Gertrude Gorry, Sec- retary, Georgianna Blakeley and Treasurer, Gordon Decker. In the autumn of this year a Junior Masquerade was held in the Pomp- ton Lakes Library, and this was followed by a Bazar. “With Spring came the “Big Idea.” It was at Mr. Walton’s suggestion that the Juniors in the Spring of their Senior year visit Washington. This “Big Idea” was launched. Then came the question of a “Prom.” Behind closed doors the stormiest of class meetings were held. Senator Cohen and Senator Black held the floor through many continued class meetings. No Henry Clay could have waxed more eloquent, but finally these disputes flowed forth in one successful “Red and White Prom.” The “Big Idea” was now firmly planted, and in order to raise money, chocolate sales were held which proved not only agreeable to the other classes, but successful to the Juniors. This year they won in a debate with the lofty Seniors of 1919. and won a picture for attendance during the visit the school nights. Unusually happy were the Juniors when they took their final tests to become Sen- iors, for they had heard that the coming year there were to Ik no finals. “The Seniors, each one having passed, in- stead of occupying the upper floor, now occupied the lower. Many new teachers had taken the places of the old. Each Senior now realized that if the Washington trip was to come off it would mean hard work. Thirteen

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THE MUCET Class Prophecy Dark night had tied, the stars led by the Daystar had withdrawn, the moon had re- tired and Aurora in her saffron robea rose from the Ocean bringing light to gods and man. 1. who had lieon assigned the task of learn- ing the future for the (’lass of ’20 within twenty-four hours under (tenuity of death, having procured the wings of Mercury darted upward thru the swift air. At last I (tenet rated the aerial region and planted my weary self on the summits of Mount Olympus. Silence pervaded the sacred Mount, ambrosial odors hung heavily about me, and the supernatural air became op- pressive. Before I arrived in this celestial region I was bereft of fear hut now as I stood before the great palace of Jupiter my knees sank under me. my hair rose up, and my tongue clung to my mouth in dread fear. As I stood quaking like an asp I was ac- costed by Mercury. He smiled pleasantly and I felt reassured. As we stood talking and admiring the wonders of Olympus, Jupi- ter, the all powerful, strode swiftly forth from his palace, picked up a thunderbolt that lay on the ground and hurled it to the earth in sore anger. Then he withdrew into his ambrosial halls. Mercury seemed greatly puzzled as to why I had come up here, so I fried to tell him thru my tears that I had Iteen told to learn the future for the class of within twenty- four hours under penalty of death, and I thought that I might find out something from the Celestial . Mercury dried my tears, which had now tilled my lap, and said, “Thou poor child, thou would’st not have had to come all this way if thou had’st hut told me thy troubles. I would have given thee a full record for the future of that class. Thou knowest that we hold the fu- ture of all human beings and can behold them in their future state. Come with me and I will bring before thee as in a glass the members of thy class.” Much relieved, I followed a few paces be- hind my newly found friend. He was a tine picture as he strode along in front, his am- brosial hair waving gently in the heavenly breeze. Soon we reached a great oak tree, that sent its branches far into tin» air. The mes- senger of the gods touched a magic button on the trunk of this tree and said, “Dismiss thy fears, child, for now thou shall have the desire of thine heart.” I will now relate as nearly as possible just what I saw: A long row of pictures apitcared at some distance from me. I walked over to see more clearly and to my astonishment the first picture was Lester Black, as President of the Cnited States, delivering a speech from a portico of the Capitol. As I passed on I saw Thomas Mandeville, the most bashful member of the Senior class, as an auctioneer. Thu business-like Gordon Decker was pictured as finely progressing in a second- hand store. Norman Wiggins appeared in the robes of a dominie ranking high in the ministerial world. I was uttely amazed by the next picture I lteheld. Ella Beam, an old maid, was living on a large estate in Pompton Plains. Next was Vera Durling singing in tlie Metroi olitan |K»ra House. Pearl Kicker then apjteared, and was spread- ing a piece of bread and jelly for one of her kids. “Poor girl.” I murmured as I passed on. How delightful the next picture! Our darling Grace Haycock, a nurse in Chicago, bringing relief to the suffering. The next two pictures were of Clara Dunn and Georgi- an na Blakeley dressed in Salvation Army uniforms. Quite a shock! Eh! Then I Fifteen