Butler High School - Tropaeum Yearbook (Butler, IN)

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22 BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. After leaving SanFrancisco I went to Salt Lake City. In this city built by Brigham Young, there were many places of interest, but the most interesting to me was the beautiful home of his favorite wife. Several parties of tourists visited on horseback the neighboring country and while out on one of these expeditions I became separated from my party and as I was vainly seeking them, I saw a maiden riding like the wind, wildly throwing her lariat and attempting to lasso a pony which was running at full speed. I called to her and when she came near I discovered with joy that it was my old schoolmate, Winnie Smurr. I told her of my misfortune and she insisted upon my accompanying her to her home at Winnemucca. I stayed there until the following day and had a delightful visit, then she accompanied me to Salt Lake City. She had been teaching school, but on account of her frail constitution she was forced to give up this alluring vocation and so she took up a claim near Salt Lake City and was becoming a very successful ranch- woman. I made one more stop before reaching home, and that was at Chicago. While shopping I entered Marshall Field’s, I was surprised to see the familiar face of Zura Shumaker. She had married unhappily and was forced to earn her own living as a floor walker in thie large store. She had married a drummer against her parents wishes and so had to suffer the consequences.

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BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. 21 From St. Petersburg I went to Calcutta, India. I visited the Mission House of Saint X where I met Mary Strong. She was teaching a class of heathen children and trying to instill in their undeveloped minds some of the principles which she had learned in High School. While talking with her I learned of the work she had done among the heathen children as well as what she expected to do in the future. Her success had been very encouraging. From Calcutta I sailed for America. Two stops were made on the way, one at Manila and the other at Honolulu, but nothing of great interest happened. In a short time we arrived at SanFrancisco, where I stopped for a few days. While here I went to Stockton, a neighbor- ing village, to view Mt. Diablo. Having missed the train back to San Francisco I was obliged to seek lodging here. Upon inquiring I was directed to the Pine Bluff Inn, which was easily found and upon ap- proaching I heard the loud, commanding tones of the landlady. When I went in I recognized Blanche Whetsel standing with one hand on her hip and the other one firmly grasping a broom while she looked men- acingly after the retreating form of a travelling man. After she had greeted me I learned that the cause of her displeasure was due to a direct insult to her explicit sigh, “No Smoking Allowed,” and she had been asserting her rights.

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BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. 23 T - I did not remain here long for I had been away almost a year and was anxious to return home, so that I could tell the many people who were acquainted with the members of the class of ’12 of my extraor- dinary good fortune in meeting all of them and in learning of their varied fortunes. REUNITED. (Dedicated to Mary Strong. Mary had a little lamb; Its fleece as white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go. The lamb fell sick one summer’s day, And Mary sadly cried; But Pa made haste to sell the beast Before it really died. Some weeks elapsed, then Pa he bought Some Beef Trust “Potted Pie.” Now Mary and her little lamb Together buried lie.