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PAGE TWO GOLDSBORO HI NEWS February 9, 1940 Published eight times a year by the Jqurnalism Students, Goldsboro, N. C., High School ^INTERNtTIOii^ Volume XIII ' Number 4 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor Sonny Boney, ’40 Managing Editor.. Herman Perkins, *40 Ats'.stai t Managing Editor. -Ann Daniels, ’40 News Editor Mary Louise Parks, ’40 Editorial Editors Grace Alexander, ’40; Chase Johnson, ’40 Dwanda Lee Bissette, ’40 Literary Editor Kala Rosenthal, ’40 Feature Editors Sarah Dees, ’40; Mildred Lee, ’40 "voris Editor - Herman Perkins, ’40 Picture Editor Sara Jeffreys, ’40 taS Artist Harold Montague, ’40 Exdiange Editor Mitchell Baddour, ’40 Alumni' Editor 1 Teeny Mansour. ’40 Spoits Writer Fate ^sser, ’40 Mxeup Editors—Seniors: Toni Lupton, Mary Louise Parks, Grace Alexander, Chase Johnson. Juniors: Sally Sanborn, Hilda Longest, Marie Belk, Betsy Modlin, Peggy Ballard, Gtorge Stenhouse and Edwin Lee. Staff Writers—Seniors: Mary Louise Parks, Grace Alexander, Kala Rosenthal, Mildred Lee, Harold Montague, Ann Daniels, Toni Lupton, Ike Manly, Helen Cox, Dwanda Lee Bissette, Sara Jeffreys, Sarah Dees, Chase Johnson, Bena Graham, Ann Johnson. Juniors: Elizabeth Mayo, Hilda Longest, Sally Sanborn, Marie Belk, Betsy Modlin, Edwin Lee, E'arl Layton and Dot Grant. Staff Typists—Deane Powell, ’40; Ann Johnson, ’40; Marie Belk, ’41. BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager Ike Manly, ’40 Advertising Managers Rena Graham, ’40; Toni Lupton, ’40 Circulation Manager Helen Cox, ’40 Advertising Solicitors—Members of the Class of ’41: Marie Belk, Jane Broadhurst, Ann Edgerton, Bobbie Helms, Edwin Lee, Hilda Longest, Elizabeth Mayo, Lessie Mallard, Betsy Modlin, Elizabeth Moye, Prince Nufer, Virginia Odum, Sally Sanborn, Dot Smith, George Stenhouse, Henry Stenhouse, Alice Toler, Virginia Weatherly, George Williams, Helen Woo'.en, Edith Massengill. Adviser Ida Gordner Subscription, 50 Cents a Year. Advertising rates: 35 cents per column inch for a single-issue ad; special rates on ad contracts. Entered as second-class matter October 26, 1931, at the postoffice at Goldsboro, North Carolina, under the act of March 3, 1879. Our Objectives It is the function of the newspaper to make individuals understand each other and appreciate each other better so that they will work together more effectively and enjoy- ably, accomplish more, and bring more honor and glory to the school, more satisfaction to their own work and efficiency to their preparation for adult life. —^Journalism and Life by Dwight Emerson Mitchell Death Takes a Ride (Editor’s Note: 934 people were killed and 7,190 injured on North Carolina roads during 1939. Of the 13,173 cars involved in accidents, 12,485 were in apparently good condition. Therefore, the fault must be with the drivers.) Have you ever gone for a ride with Death.? I dare say that you haven’t, but you never know when this silent, sombre gentlemen will creep unnoticed into your car as an unwelcome passenger. For everyday, he joins, let s say, a gay party of motor maids and rides with them, impatiently urging them onward—onward straight into an embankment! The car stops. One figure stirs. It is Death. He rises from the disaster, thoughtfully tapping his brow. Back to the road he strides, a harmless hitch-hiker. Happy driver, don’t pick him up. Be careful! But one driver does pick him upt His drunken mind doesn’t care who the passenger is, just so he’s a companion. Death silently nudges the driver’s arm. Let’s see how close you can come to the car approaching. The intoxi cated driver is always good for a challenge. He roars head-on into the innocent “other fellow.” Again, that mass of tangled steel and bodies! Again, that lone sur vivor! Again, Death wants a ride! YOU can keep him from riding with you. Obey the rules of the game, for there is one bright hope when be hind the wheel. One very bright hope! Death is afraid to ride with the careful driver. Are you going to let him ride with you.? She Made a Terrific Effort ‘I passed, Billy! I passed! Boy, that 4 looked beautiful to me.” Her prayer of thankfullness lingered in my ears. Jean, like many another GHS boy and girl, had worked neither particularly hard nor particularly steadily. Her studying instincts were good, but when friend, radio or movie beckoned, she fell in line. Consequently, when exams came along, she was worried. She didn’t want to fail. Who does.? It is a terrible feeling. One feels weak, dis appointed, and yes, slightly humiliated. Jean sat down and studied. Dread nailed her mind to her books. She made a terrific effort, and passed. Jean’s struggle was a desperate one. She resolved never again to laze along until the actual test came. She was going to work so hard that she would never again feel that last-minute panic, that dull hope of a “just passing” grade. She set her goal as maximum effort, for always. She made a great many fine resolutions. Well, don’t we all.? Every student in GHS really wants to succeed in his work and at some time resolves to earn his success. Some students wander from the paths of their resolves. Some do not. How muchi finer these latter ones are! How much happier! We Honor Ed Smith Born in Goldsboro September 24, 1922, was a boy who has given his best work to GHS activities. Brown-haired, blue-eyed, Edward Thompson Smith has now become one of our outstanding Seniors. This Tibett of the bathtub, (this candid camera expert, this stamp col lecting, swing-loving jitterbug of jit terbugs) began in his sophomore year to enter into things. Ed played on the tennis team, edited an issue of the “Scribblers’ Scoop,” and was class treas urer. He played basketball in his sophomore and junior years. As a junior he was in the play, “The Great Choice”, was a mem ber of the SA council and manager of the football team. This year, Ed has managed the Hi-News Shop, and played the part of Dr. Owen in the Senior play, “Smilin’ Through.” Ed’s favorite sport is football. His hobby is stamp col lecting. His nature is a very happy one; for Ed enjoys Kay Kyser’s music, T bone steak, oysters. Nelson Eddy, Bette Davis, “In the Mood”, and the company of a certain T. L. Ed hates okra; his favorite color is green. He says his ambition is a secret one, but I am willing to bet you that such a hard-working boy will succeed at his job, what ever it may be. Carolyn Collier She is quite a small bundle, being only about five feet tall. Kay Collier deserves her place among the immortals of GHS. Years from now when she finds one of her am bitions realized and she plays the sousa- phone in Phil Spitalny’s all girl orches tra, you will say, “Why, I knew her when she won second prize in the Cancer essay contest in Wayne County and played the role of Betty in one of the 1939-40’s best dramatizations, “Bread”. Carolyn was born in Lakeland, Flor ida, on September 2, 1924. Her current favorite song is “Lilacs in the Rain,” but her all time favorite is “Harvest Moon.” Kay Kyser (that man again) is her favorite wielder of the baton, whereas Bette Davis and Spencer Tracy are foremost at the movies, Llave you ever tried;a Cuban .sarwiwjdki* Take her word for it. It is de-luscious! Carolyn dislikes greens (cabbage and collards—ugh) impolite people and Center Street when she wants to cross. She likes—reading, C.C., skating, GHS (don’t we all), people in general, and singing. Carolyn “very definitely” cannot sing. She plays the baritone (a HORN to you). She is typist of her dramatics class. This is Carolyn’s junior year in high school, her first year in GHS—she came here from Charlotte. Carolyn would like tremendously to go to Southern Col lege in Florida. Let’s hope she gets her wish. An en ergetic achiever desrves the best. Grandpa’s Courtship Whirling, twirling all around. The white snow falls on freezing ground. And grandpa winks with his big glass eye. And laughs his laugh that squeaks on high. And says, “It’ll be a big snow storm. Like we had’em down on the farm; It happened one day when my hair was slick. And the snow was oh so nice and thick. (Grandma in the corner is laughing away. For she knows what grandpa is going to say.) Grandpa continues, “Well, I got Old Jill And hitched her to the sleigh and rode over the hill. Grandma (her name was Mary Dow, Although you call her Grandma now.) Was in her house by the fire With her best bonnet on (I wonder why.?) Said I, ‘Come for a ride; don’t sit by the fire;’ And grandma said, ‘All right, Jeremiah.’ So we started out and pulled up the fur. And Grandma started blushing as 1 got close to her. i I We were having fun when the horse gave a hitch And threw Mary and me straight into the ditch. The horse ran away an’ down the road he went flyin’. Grandma’s hat was ruined and she started cryin’. With my feet in the air the question I popped. And grandma she blushed and her crying stopped.” ‘I d-don’t know,’ and her face turned red; ‘You’d better say yes, or, no’, I said I’ll tell you one thing she didn’t s^y, ‘no’. Or else I’d always hate the snow, And that’s the story of our courtship.” Elizabeth Thomson, ’43 Keep The Hi News Off The Rocks '•iflMigMeaai I j f The boat in the cartoon above represents the “Hi-News”, which is dangerously riding the waves towards the rocks of financial difficulty. If the beam from the lighthouse of Student Support shines brighter, the boat may be safely guided past the treacherous shoals. GHS Cutie Takes Exa m J’ai faim—j’ai peur—oh, what’s that next.? —J’ai- -j’ai—so Lizzie Lee thinks she’s gonna look on my paper, huh— well. I’ll just show her—j’ai—I hope Mother remembered to send my green dress to the cleaners—if 1 have to go to that dance tonight in that same ole’ blue one—I’ll just die—j’ai—^j’ai— oh! I’ve got to answer that letter to Hector—poor boy, at college all by him self—J’ai—bet he’s already invited some campus co-ed to the midwinter dances —if he'has—'Oh! I got >it—j’ai soif— Uh-ooo —what’s next—j’ai soif—^j’ai —ai—gosh, I can’t wait ’til tonight! My first date with Tip an’ he’s so tall and handsome—My goodness! What if I get stuck with him.?.?.?—j’ai—oh! but I can’t get stuck with him—he’d never invite me again—Ol’ Lizzie Lee thinks she’s got him on a string—j’ai—ai—but just wait ’til she sees me walk in with Tip—’til all the things you are, are mine—but Miss Snobble, I wasn’t sing ing—j’ai—that old goody-to-night —green dress- midwinter dances-j’ai -Lizzie Lee—j’ai-ahhhh! Tip—j’ai— aw! fer heven’s sake! j’ai—NUTS! GHS’s New Spring Outfit Dear Students; No—not crazy! Just concerned over GHS’s new spring outfit. Of course, there are those of you who say it is crazy to talk about grass right in the middle of winter, but you won’t think it’s silly if GHS doesn’t get her bright new green appearance for Easter. Now is the time to begin preparing to give our school one of the most beautiful campuses of her career. However if you go planting your size twelve boot on territory to be claimed by tender little blades of grass in the near future, you won’t be helping one bit. You will be packing soil almost to cement through which no grass can push it self. For the all time present, stroll on the sidewalks. They were made for that, whereas narrow sheathing leaves of green herbage are being made to climb through our soft—if you’ve kept off it—school earth and to help us to be able to display to others a beautiful building set on a beautiful green carpet all proudly labeled . . . . “GOLDSBORO HIGH SCHOOL.” Pleadingly, Any one of You The Hi News Is At Stake You Can Save It Uninteresting . . . dull . ., solid mass of type broken only by headlines . . . pictureless . . . only four pages . . . can you imagine your Hi-News like that.? Due to its present financial con dition, the Hi-News is headed straight in that direction, for at present, only 300 members of the student body sub scribe to the Hi-News, 200 less than that necessary for it to continue with its high standards of publication. Those who have not subscribed are losing the benefits of a project that describes the work of the whole school. They will miss the Junior issue, filled with news and features of the Junior class, and the Senior edition and supplement with the pictures. History, Prophecy and the Last Will and Testament of the Senior class. These two publications alone are worth the 25 cents subscrip tion price for the last four issues. The Hi-News is such a great credit to our school that we just can’t let it down. The Hi-News, highly rated by the National Scholastic Press Associ ation, the Southern Interscholastic Press Association, and the Quill and Scroll, has taken thirteen years to grow from a small leaflet. We must not retrogress now. But unless 300 half-year sub scriptions are sold in the campaign beginning February 12, our Hi-News, the students’ best way of keeping posted on school affairs, will go backward. The Hi-News is at stake; your sym pathy is of course appreciated, but what we need is action—and more subscriptions! We Would Be Greater It’s the spirit that counts! We would be part of a great land; vve would live our own lives unharmed by the wrongs of misrule and the cruelty of dictatorship; even more, we would be a powerful forpe jn our own government—someday. But what for now? We’re a pretty good bunch when it comes to talents and abilities. What’s more we’re pro vided with excellent chances for devel- oping and training our capabilities. What, then, stands in the way of great accomplishment.? Tliough we may have everything individually, there is one thing without which no organi zation or group can survive. Only an intense, interest, only the will to do, and only the deep satisfaction from the realization of a genuine and worth while accomplishment can knit a group into a unit. It’s the spirit that counts!
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