Butler High School - Tropaeum Yearbook (Butler, IN)

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BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. 29 Come, all ye people, if you want to hear ’Bout the famous Sophies in High this year. There is Melvin Smurr with his ambling walk, And Gladys A. with her mincing talk, There’s sweet Ruth Smith, who is brightest by far, And Helen Kester, our musical star, And Ruth Chambers, who’s fond of Senior boys, And Neal Shaw—famous for lots of noise. If you want to argue when things go wrong Our “arbitrary” student is named George Strong. Mildred T. is our class president, As for dignity—oh, she’s never unbent! Then there’s Delbert Bryant “noted some” For Geometry “stunts” and chewing gum. I’m sure Wayland Mutzfeld won’t be vexed When I tell you he’s fond of the other sex. And we’ve Mary Baker who shows great tact In assisting dentists in the “pulling act.” And Roscoe Capp who is true and tried, And Carrie, who couldn’t marry Harry if he tried. There—count us up, we are just fifteen And a happier bunch you’ve never seen. We never worry, just peg along, On our lips a grin, in our hearts a song; For there’s pleasure, you see, in just the knowing That we’ll soon be Seniors if we keep on going, And that never more can they “dub” us “green” Come now, here’s to us, class of ’14.

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BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. 28 SOPHOMORE CLASS STAFF Mildred Tomlinson - President Helen Kester - Sec’y and Treas. Ruth Chambers - - Editor MOTTO Esse quam videre. COLORS Black and Old Gold. FLOWER Daffodil. YELL Whiz-rah-rip! Fiz-rah-zip! We’re the class with minds so keen The glorious class of old four- teen. Wheel! CLASS HISTORY In the beginning of the 419th year after the discovery of America and 16,741,190 days after the erection of the Great Pyramid by Khufu, we, the class of old ’14 entered the assembly room of the Butler High School. With feelings of pride and self-possession we were enrolled as “Fresh- ies.” We numbered thirty-six but on the following day our number mysteriously decreased to thirty-two and only eighteen remained to carry the title of Freshmen to the end of the year. At last the uneventful year was over and we were Sophomores. We had an entirely new faculty this year, with the addition of a new •music and art teacher. Bookkeeping was discarded much to the dis- gust of the boys, who with reluctant minds went back to Latin The first class gaiety was a raid on the Freshmen, who rewarded us with a generous supply of water. Several other social “stunts” en- livened the routine of the year. The despairing cry of the “Sophies” this year has been “Ashes to ashes Dust to dust If Latin don’t kill us Geometry must.”

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30 BUTLER HIGH SCHOOL, 1912. FRESHMEN CLASS OFFICIERS MILLARD CAPP AILEEN KNEPPER CLIFFORD BUEHRER EDWARD SWIFT MAUREA CAMPBELL HAROLD IIEWEY President Vice-President Seeretarj'’ - Treasurer - Editor Ass’t Editor CLASS MOTTO Opus Portam Honoris Patefacit. COLORS Royal Purple and Old Gold. fRESWfS HISTORY It was on a bright September morning in 1911 A. 1). that a band of sturdy pilgrams set out upon the difficult and perilous task of ex- ploring and conquering High School and a vast wilderness inhabited by the souls of sinners, and set in order by four pair of searching eyes and and black backed deportment books. This vast realm is situated about four million miles north of the north pole. Hundreds faavestart- ed upon This pilgramage, and after four years of ceaseless toil, many have reached the foreign shore. With a great deal of noise and display we raised our colors, our banner of ignorance; and with our armor of self confidence shining brightly in the morning sun, we set out boldly to conquer King Knowledge, the ruler of four great states—Freshmanius, Sophomorius, Junius and Seniorius. This war campaign was started in the state of Freshmanius, where we stumbled along blindly until old King Knowledge, who is not easily conquered, sent Algebra, his young- est son, with a great army to defeat us. The battle was fierce and the loss on our side was heavy. To escape further loss, we marched into Botany Forest for safety. Not many hours had elapsed until Latin, commanded by able generals; Amo, Moneo, Tego and Audeo burst through the Xylem fortifications and assailed us. A second time the loss was very large. But all these were revived when calm and passive English rose and soothed the wounded bodies and cleared the dark skies. Then we began-filling the air with reverbrating sounds of: Ram-Bam-Bogen-Nater, Half Past Alligator, Rip-Saw Buck-Saw, Chick-er-a-Dah, Freshmen! Freshmen! Rah-Rah-Rah.