Butler High School - Nugget Yearbook (Butler, NJ)

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T II E N l' (i 0 E T saw Murgaret Chamberlain. She owned a hair dressing establishment and by the num- ber of customers, was apparently doing a fine business, («race Carlyon. the smartest girl in our class, appeared in the next picture as the American Madame Oefarge. Behold, then came little Eva Elmendorf. She was a model for the latest Paris styles in the House of Winfield on Fifth Avenue. Very cute! Following her I saw Anna Smith petting a large variety of animals. I im- mediately decided that she had nothing to do but be a friend of dumb beasts, and al- most envied her. Here was Pauline Bres- lauer becoming the freak of the Class. She was a clown, full of clever tricks, command- ing a large income from a well known com- pany. “Well,” thought I. “is she a vaudi- villist?” Next in line was Dorothy Mandeville. Here was a saleslady in Oimble Bros, for talcum, face powder, rouge, etc. This was indeed a shock, for I never knew Dorothy to indulge in “make-ups.” Then behold our little friend Alison Depue. She was an ac- tress, playing the part of Lady Macbeth in that play by Shakespeare. I could hardly conceive of Alison in that capacity, but, knowing the gods are wise far above man, I passed on. Then came spacious Beulah Sanders working in a Domestic Science Labratory. She was a Dietitian. Jeannette Padgett, a famous bare back rider, appeared next. Then I was shocked so that 1 al- most collapsed, in the next one I saw a large Gymnasium and Teresa Sisco sticking her head out of the door. Without doubt she was a “gym” teacher. Another shock fell for I saw Amy Crum, the “Crumb of the Senior Class,” in the capacity of efficien- cy worker. This also gave me a jar. Following came Alva Davemiort, that quiet somber personage out on a western prairie as a “Homesteader. Ethel Cox as a court artist, was drawing a picture of the Kaiser in exile on St. Helena. Ger- trude Gorry, I saw smuggling foreign im- migrants into this country. Angeline Lewis, who always expected to be a stenographer was a scientist studying the geology of Mars. Mamie Kyte in the next picture was driver of a mail plane that flew lwtween New York and San Francisco. Then came Gladys Johnson. She was president of a Womans’ College. The last picture was of Marjorie Decker, a vamp. 1 really didn t think that the members of our class would take up such a variety of vocations but yet. now that I think I couldn't doubt. I thanked Mercury, for “saving my life” and then----- I shot myself into the air. And fell to earth, do I know where? Why, sure. Butler High. Sixteen

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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

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T H K N U 0 G K T History of Class of ’21 In September of the year of 1917 a hun- dred and some (Kid happy, carefree |M rsons entered Butler High School. The class of '21 gained honors the mo- ment it entered, for it was the largest class that hud ever crossed the threshhold of B. H. S. With this as a beginning, they soared ahead surpassing all in athletics, good looks, manners—in short everything that makes a perfect class. Their officers for the first year were: President .......................Margaret Rowe Vice-President ....................Levora Rodda Secretary and Treasurer . ..Paul Richards After working diligently for ten months, they heralded vacation with joy. The next September when the class of '21 again returned, they found a new principal and a new stnff of teachers. All set to work and again the class was recognized as a promising one. After one month’s work a wee, tiny bug flu'' in and work was laid aside for one month. Being so original the class naturally held the first Sophomore Hop,” ever held in B. H. S. After several other exploits on the part of the Sophomores, the fruitful year of 1918- 1919 ended. The following were officers: President .................Margaret Rowe Vice-President ....................William Richards Secretary ..................Jacob Ringle Treasurer ...................Jennie Toub When the class again discovered vacation had fled, it returned, but this time as Juniors. As such it is doing its best to fulfil its mis- sion. To start the year right we elected as officers: President ..........................Lester Breslauer Vice-President ............Levora Rodda Secretary .................Paul Richards Treasurer ...................Lena Brown In the month of October, the Juniors held a Cake Sale from which they realized great returns. Later in October they gave a Mas- querade Dance. This was a financial and social success. The next event was a Sleigh- ing Party, which was to terminate at Verona but actually ended at a City Home from which we were told to depart immediately or be quarantined for small pox. Our ro- mantic nature next dictated a dance to be held on that “Day of Hearts”—St. Valen- tine's Day. At present this most illustrious Class of '21 is planning the “Junior Prom,” unprece- dented in its splendor and magnificence. Thus ends the History of the Class of '21 to date. Seventeen