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GOLDSBORO HI NEWS
March 15, 1940.
Published eight times a year by the Journalism
Students, Goltkboro, N. C., High School
Volume XIII
INTERNATIONA
Number O
EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor Sonny Boney, ’40
Managing Editor Hernian Perkins, ’40
Assistant 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
Sports Editor Herman Perkins, ’40
Picture Editor Sara Jeffreys, '40
Staff Artist. .. Harold Montague, ’40
Exchange Editor Mitchell Baddour, ’40
Alumni Editor Teeny Mansour, ’40
Makeup Editors—Seniors: Tom Lupion, Mary Louise Parks, Rena Gra
ham, Chase Johnson, Dwanda Lee Bis.setlc, Kala Rosenthal, Grace
Alexander. Juniors: Peggy Ballard, Hilda Longest, Sally Sanborn.
Staff Writers—Seniors: Mary Louise Parks, Grace Alexander, Kala Rosen
thal, Mildred Lee, Harold Montague, Ann Daniels, Toni Lupton,
Ike Manly, Helen Cox, Dwanda Lee Bissette, Sara Jeffreys, Sarah
Dees, Chase Johnson, Rena Graham, Ann Johnson. Juniors: Eliza
beth Mayo, Hilda Longest, Sally Sanborn, Marie Belk, Betsy Modlin,
Edwin Lee, Earl Layton and Dot Grant.
Suff Typists—Deane Powell, ’40; .\nn Johnson, ’40; Marie Belk, ’41
Cub Reporters—Sophomores: Herbert Barbour, Hilda Bell, Helen Denning,
Linwood Harrell, Carolyn Hollingsworth, Effie Ruth Maxwell.
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 Long
est, 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 Wooten, Edith Massengill.
Adviser Ida Gordner
Subscription, 50 Cents a Year. Advertising rates; 35 ^nts 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.
The Light That Didn’t Fail
It was the afternoon of Friday, February 23. The scene
was Miss Gordner’s journalism room. All faces were
bright! All smiles were happy! In fact, the world had a
sunny glow! And—here’s why
Only a short day before, the Hi News staff had been
in despair. For two long weeks it had urged student co
operation, but you students seemed to think that the staff
could overcome its financial difficulty by pushing a button.
But we couldn’t do it. Then Thursday — SA Council
meeting — homeroom period — renewed spirit! You re
alized that we needed you.
You went to work! In one afternoon you saved us! You
far surpassed the quota of 300 subscriptions. Result —
brightness the next day
Don’t you think it was enough for smiles to see those
quarters roll in.? We wish you had been there to share our
victory with us, for it was you who had won it.
We are grateful! To repay you, we pledge our best.
Keep High Its Flaming Torch
CjHS is proud of its National Honor Society, proud of
its boys and girls who have been tapped into it because
of their scholarship, leadership, service and character!
To keep the standard of the society in our school some
thing to be proud of, two things must be true; members
must continue to live up to the society ideals and all stu
dents, potential members, must work toward them. Re
membering that they have been chosen, members must set
examples to the rest of the school.
To keep the quality of the members truly fine, standards
of leadership, scholarship, service and character must be
high among the underclassmen, for soon they will be eli
gible for membership. The sooner all students make these
ideals their own, the sooner GHS will be an ideal school.
Character, the sum of a person’s traits, is the basis of
the person’s being. If he does not make his habits as good
as he possibly can, if he does not strive unceasingly to
better them, how can his character be a strong, true one.?
If his every action and even thought are brave and kind,
he is to be admired by all.
Service, the use of one’s faculties for universal benefit, is
one of the chief traits of an unselfish character. Service to
church, family and friends as well as to school and class
will invariably prove to be of service to one’s self.
Leadership is a very great type of service. It is a quality
which may be acquired. Leadership in students takes
many forms. It is sometimes consistently sincere speech and
action. But often it is attained by quietly setting examples.
Scholarship is often looked upon as merely getting good
grades, when it is really much more. Scholarship stands
for a true desire to learn, backed by effort which does not
cease until results are reached. People who live up to these
Standards are our scholars.
The daily life of all students might well be guided by
this code.
We Honor
ANN DANIELS
ARTHUR BOYKIN
Brown hair — blue eyes — fresh
smile — Ann Ruth Daniels. Born on
July 27 in Wilmington, this Miss GHS
of her Freshman year loves silly hats.
Yum-yum is all she
thinks of when con
fronted with choco
late pie or asparag
us. She honestly
goes for Glenn Mill
er, swimming, Ty
rone Power, “Star-lit Hour,” blue,
Judy Garland, Woman’s College, and
the voices of Ray Eberle and Ginny
Simms.
Her favorite male is the mailman
(cute—huh.?) Her hobby (which
strangely is no secret to others) is
giggling which, we might say, is also
her favorite pastime. Once upon a
time, this pretty senior lived in
Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, where (she
blushingly admits) she met her first
love, B. D. Today, she modestly works
as assistant make-up editor of the Hi
News. She served as homeroom presi
dent in her Sophomore year, council
representative for first term this year,
and she also had a role in the Junior
play last year.
Ann no likee rain, stubborn people,
and liver. Wouldn’t you just love to
go for an airplane ride one of these
fine days and encounter a pretty
smiling air hostess whom you once
knew as a GHS SA Social committee
member.?
For a girl whose motto is: “Do to
morrow what you can put off today,”
Ann is strictly all right—we all say.
Shakespearean Actors
Please A GHS Student
The Avon Players’ presentations in
the Goldsboro High School auditorium
February 27 showed high school stu
dents that Shakespeare is really enjoy
able. A large enthusiastic audience
saw “As You Like It” in the after
noon while that night a smaller group,
just as appreciative, enjoyed “Hamlet.”
Though Scott Tennyson was mis
cast as Orlando in the afternoon per
formance, he portrayed the sorrows of
the Danish Prince, Hamlet, with sym
pathy and understanding, displaying
perhaps the best piece of acting in the
two plays.
Surpassing her role as Rosalind,
Carol Hill interpreted Ophelia’s in
sanity with poignant feeling, not over
acting the state of this pitiful girl.
Jack Vinson’s portrayal of the grave-
digger in “Hamlet” was excellent.
This versatile actor completely domin
ated the only humorous scene in the
tragedy. /
Charles Trumbo in the small part
of William, the country oaf, really
made the most of his few lines and
wholly captivated his audience.
Harold Selman played Touchstone,
the court fool, in an appropriately sar
donic manner. Doris Edwards gave
Celia a modern interpretation; Robert
Rains handled his small parts capably;
Whitney Haley played the wicked
Claudius realistically. Eugenie Du
Bois, Dennis Lavere, Curtis Rowland
and Julian Lucky completed the cast.
Backstage each member of the cast
did his share cheerfully.
—By Toni Lupton, ’40.
On Our Bookshelf
Let us introduce you to two of the
42 new books in our library.
I WANTED WINGS is the excit
ing account of the adventures in the
air encountered by the author, Beirne
Lay, Jr. A penniless Yale graduate, he
learned what it takes to make a serv
ice pilot, what it is to crash at Ran
dolph and Kelly Fields, Texas.
A stowaway, a fire, an episode with
a squid enliven the adventure story,
THE GIRL THAT WAS MARGE,
by Edith Tallant.
Wilmington may claim James Ar
thur Boykin (better known as Buddy)
as its very own, for he was born there
on November 19, 1922, and there he
first faced love in
L. C. When he
vvas just a Fresh
man, this kid bro
ther of Willie’s ar
rived upon the
hospitality of GHS.
Here he has been Freshman English
class president. Sophomore homeroom
Hi News representative, Senior Eng
lish secretary, and he is an assistant
council representative this term.
Now just listen to Buddy’s likes:
Glenn Miller (what! again.?), going to
the show, baseball, Gary Cooper, danc
ing, steak, “Bless You,” night strolling,
Bette Davis, mashed potatoes, driving,
the color white. He plays the tuba as
a hobby; enjoys driving as a favorite
pastime.
And with whom had he rather
spend his time.?.?.?.? A certain J. C.
(and she couldn’t be a popular pianist,
could she.?). As a GHS senior he wants
to attend Wake Forest next year,
where he’ll carry his motto with him:
“Always work; your best work is nev
er done.”
His favorite expression, “gorsh,” ap
pears unexpectedly in all his conver
sations. He dislikes green, lectures, and
fast drivers.
Expect Buddy one day to be a chem
ical engineer along with being owner
of a chain of grocery stores as a side
occupation. He very likely will suc
ceed. He usually does.
m
rum
N’awright-Now what Else?
Dear Students:
Though we have been showing fine
enthusiasm lately, there are still certain
things that a few students do which
tend to break down the good GHS
spirit. The following are some incon
siderate things that could easily be
checked with a little thought on our
part.
Number One — Some students still
persist in entering the cafeteria through
the front door, causing much confu
sion and not speeding up anybody’s
chances of getting lunch. We rallied
behind the cafeteria committee when
they complained about running in the
cafeteria, so now let’s cut out entering
by the front door.
Number Two — The cafeteria com
mittee, which by the way is a mighty
fine one, has been giving up about all
their lunch period to furnish music for
those eating and those who wish to
dance. However, a few students could
not leave the amplifier alone and so a
$12.50 speaker was burst along with
about 7 records. The committee is now
trying to furnish music again, but it’s
only fair to them and those who wish
to dance and listen that everybody
leave the amplifier alone.
Number Three — Then there’s that
old terrace problem. Frankly I don’t
see why we can’t walk about three
more steps and go down the steps.
(This is bad journalism — I ought to
have only one “steps” in that last sen
tence.) But anyway, let’s try and save
the terraces. Everybody says we keep
the auditorium and walls unusually
clean and we’re proud of that, so let’s
have a campus we’ll be proud of too.
These are just some things some of
us do without thought or without con
sideration, so it shouldn’t be so very
hard to correct them if everybody does
his part.
Sincerely yours,
Ike Manly, *40
QUILL
UOTEB
My Heaven
I drifted into a starry night. A few seconds before my
death, even, I became conscious of another world. I felt no
shock, no surprise, only a peaceful gladness.
The sky was blue-black and star-sprinkled. The lake was
a soft light blue making a lovely two-tone with the sky. The
lake was still. The night was quiet. A gentle caressing
breeze wafted the scent of a host of heavenly flowers as I
drifted in a tiny skiff.
Slowly the day crept in as the night slipped away. Wild,
sweet music floated to my ears. My favorite songs were
sung, sung the way they should be sung, the way I dreamed
of hearing them sung. With care I moored my skiff upon
a green grassy bank. 1 passed through fields of golden brush,
swayed and rustled by the breezes, into great gardens of
bright-eyed flowers blooming there and never dying. On I
moved, over blue-purple mountains and technicolor forests.
Then huge clouds, hazy, white, and drifting, floated around
me in a soft blue mist.
There I was, alone and not lonely, for He was there. His
spirit and His love filled the universe; and I was standing
face to face with my Maker,and my Master. And all was
well.
Marina Andrews, ’40
Mrs. W. T. White, teacher
Alternation
Winter has gone
just as it came.
Bleak, yet sheer loveliness
When enwrapped with snow.
Spring gracefully creeps over the earth,
Feeling its way —
Budding, blossoming
Into harmonious perfection.
tielen Boyette, ’40
Mrs. W. J. White, teacher
FromlThe Ashes
For we shall meet
And I will know
Disillusion’s
Bitter taste.
Again I’ll lose
My happy hopes.
Again must start
My dreams anew.
Kala Rosenthal, ’40
Fury
Controlled anger
Beals with stormy rage
Against the senses.
Forcing synthetic calm
From distorted brains.
Toni Lupton, ’40
Mrs. W. J. White, teacher
Sliding To Germany; Or A Friendly Call
On Hitler
One hot day in March, Frances and I decided to go swim
ming at the lake, so we got out bathing suits and started on
the way. After we got there, we put on our bathing suits.
As we dived in the water, we started sliding. The water
was frozen, so we slid from the lake at Goldsboro to one
in Germany. On our way over there, we hit a bridge. There
was a car on it, but we knocked the bridge down and
wrecked the car. It didn’t hurt us at all, except that I lost
one of my arms in the rush and Frances one of her legs.
When we got over there we went to see Hitler, and he
asked us what had become of our leg and arm. We told
him, and he said that if we weren’t particular, we would
hurt ourselves. But we didn’t believe him.
So we started sliding our way back, and we met a Polar
bear. He came up and got my head and her other leg and
carried them away, but I didn’t run after him to get it.
Frances gave me a push, and when I stopped sliding, I was
at the South Pole in a school room, reading a story.
Mable Anderson, ’43
Miss Fowler Spencer, teacher
Through Infinity
Oblivion —
Wandering wildly in the dark.
Grasping, slipping, insecure.
Holding twigs ,
That snap and give with every effort;
And then a spark!
The road is lighted dully —
A flame and progress and a fire
And speed and war and death —
And oblivion.
Harold Montague, ’40