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PAGE TWO GOLDSBORO HI NEWS April 18, 1941 o 5.A ^ ^ ’,v • ; • yr5» »'';,*^ ■’ V . ~ „■> iSSimd^ A Double-Header Milestones Ahead Today, April 18, is a milestone in the life of every junior. From now on Seniors, who have been the leaders in the school for the past year, and on whom we have depended for leadership, are grad ually handing over their responsibilities as their thoughts turn to graduation. From the present Junior class—the rising Seniors —will come next year’s leaders. From today on, we will have to face unthought-of responsibilities that will be ours. And these responsibilities should not be those of just a few people, but of each individual. In this way the criticism that “just a few run this school” won’t exist Let’s challenge ourselves to live up to those high ideals we admire in others, those ideals which will be assets to us as Seniors. Now like never before, we must let whatever we have locked up inside come out and shine! “Three-Cornered Moon” "Careless” “Careless in everything you do!” Is this quotation getting to be a description of GHS students? We rage about somebody steaUng our pencils and then find them behind our ear. We report stolen text books and later find them on desks in one of our cl3.ssrooins. It is reported from time to time that various articles are missing from the lockers. At the first of the year it was suggested that we always keep our lockers locked. Remember? If those who think that there are thieves in GHS would make a careful analysis of the problem, they would discover that a great part of the time the real “thief” is carelessness. “Careless” is out of date throughout the nation; so let’s outdate it in GHS! “Three-Cornered Moon” Sing ’Em This Way Today “So Yoi£^kthe One” who sol^ all those tickets to the Jm^rFPdyT^ ^ k , 2. “I Can’t Remember to Forget” that I can’t miss the Junior Play. 3. “Accident’ly on Purpose”, I wanta take you to the Junior Play. 4. “Hi There, Mr. Moon!”—and a “Three-Cornered Moon” at that. 5. “It all Comes Back to Me Now”—I bought two tickets to the Junior Play. 6. “Whatcha Know, Joe?” Let’s go to the Junior Play. 7. “You’ve Got Me this Way”—I’m anxious to see the Junior Play. 8. “I Give You My Word” I’ll be by at eight for our date to the Junior Play. 9. “I’ll Understand” if you’ll take me to “Three- Cornered Moon”. “Three-Cornered Moon” Something new is to be tried in GHS this spring, something the stu dents have discussed and decided upon, something which needs your individual support and enthusiasm. It’s double-header spring elections, first the SA officers and then the class officers. The Board of Elections is calling for volunteer registrars and poll holders. Helping with elections as well as voting in these elections will give us all a satisfied feeling of belonging to a group, of being one of its important members. One registration will entitle us to vote in both SA and class elections. It will take such a little time to help choose leaders we shall enjoy fol lowing. Our interest in these elec tions, first the SA officers and then for both the SA and the classes in the coming year. Published Eight Times a Year by the Journalism Students, Goldsboro, N. C., High School. Volume XIV NT^RNATtONA Number 6 JUNIOR EDITORIAL STAFF Co-Editors Carolyn Hollingsworth and Effie Ruth Maxwell News Editor Jane Parks Assistant News Editor Jack Gue’ Make-up Editor Helen Denning Editorial Editors Ruth Minton and Nancy Paige Swift Literary Editor Barbara Edwards Feature Editors Dot Perkins and Lois Smith Sports Editor Herbert Barbour Sports Writer Linwood Harrell Staff Reporters and Writers All members of Junior Staff Picture Editors Bob Kemp and Bob Powell Staff Artist Frank Broadhurst Exchange Editor Mary Emma Rouse Staff Typists: Margaret Scott, Margaret Jean Thornton, Charles O’Steen and Charles Thompson. JUNIOR BUSINESS STAFF Advertising Manager Alice Graham Assistant Advertising Manager Hannah Shrago Circulation Manager Hilda Bell Assistant Circulation Manager Ray Alston Advertising Solicitors: Jane Parks, Carolyn Hollingsworth, Ruth Minton, Barbara Edwards, Lois Smith, Dot Perkins, Hilda Bell, Ray Alston, Elaine Brown. Adviser Ida Gordner Subscription, SO Cents a Year. Advertising ratei. 35 cent* per cohimn inch for t tingle-itsne ad; tpeciai rates on ad contracta. Entered as wcond-class matter October 26, 1931, at the postoffice at Goldtboro, North Carolina, under the act of March 3, 1879. Our Thanks In appreciation of your fine and patient work as director of our Junior Play, “Three Cornered Moon”, we would like to thank you, Miss Spencer. Without your com petent leadership and direction, we feel that the presentation of the play tonight would be impossible. We also want to thank all the committees and their advisers, the prompter and student director, and each individual who helped with the production of the play.—The Junior Class. ‘Three-Cornered Moon”- Glad You’re Back Miss Collier, the GHS students are so very glad you are improving from your recent illness. It’s fine to have you with us again. During your three weeks’ absence we have missed you. Junior Jots... The Old Gray Mare The Old Gray Mare’s days are over, Her great foals watch her proudly; Now she can only roam the pastures While the grasses are green, She’ll never be forgotten; For in her day she was The pride of her master; Now she’s the happy Old Gray Mare. —Margaret Handley, ’42 Miss Gordner, teacher. ‘Three-Cornered Moon"- We Honor Margaret Magill Born May 20, 1925, in Goldsboro —Who? Why, Margaret Mae Magill, called “Two-Ton Tony”, or just “Tony”. The color of her eyes she says she doesn’t know; they are a general mixture. But she does know her hair is light brown. Her main interest in life at pre sent is to get on the honor roll. Mighty fine, and good luck, “Tony”! “I Hear A Rhapsody” does some thing to our honoree. As for animals, Margarert likes dogs but is “scared to death of rats.” Likes are: chocolate sodas, black convertibles, frank people, and especially a tall, blond, blu^eyed t«s senior of Charleston,'*S.' are: “You are My Sunshine”,' and flirty girls. Margaret has been taking dram atics for two years now, and for the Junior play, “Three Cornered Moon”, she is prompter and on the make-up committee. Her favorite movie stars are Bette Davis and Spencer Tracy. Tennis and baseball are 0. K. but don’t talk golf to her. After studying at E. C. T. C., Margaret plans to teach. Look her up in about ten years; she’ll be teaching the teachers. he Charles James O’steen Charles James O’steen, “ G o a t - Skin” for short was born in Goldsboro on Oct- ber 1, 1925. He has blond hair, blue eyes, and a “streamlined figger”, which probably keeps by swimming. Since he came to high school, our honoree has done outstanding work in class activities. As a fresh man, he was secretary in math and English. Last year he was in Soph omore Council and a PTSA repre sentative. This year he is in the SA library committee, and during the first term was in Junior Coun cil. Charles was on the stage com mittee for the Christmas Play, and is on the program committee for the Junior Play. In the “Hi News” drive'this'year he |^d twelve sub scriptions. and last"ar won a free pass to “Girl of the Limberlost”, selling the most tickets. Charles’ preferences in the line of “eats” are chicken and ham burgers. His favorite subject is history, favorite movies, “San Fran cisco” and “GWTW”, and favorite stars, Vivien Leigh and Clark Gable. His ambition is to be a typist (he is a great help to the “Hi News” staff in this way) and to go far in the business world. Hope you get there, Charles, and you will if you continue as you have these past fifteen years Housekeeping the "Best” Way Two dainty hands with red fin ger nails reach gingerly into the dishwater and up comes a rather greasy dishrag. But who is the fair maiden doing the dishwashing? It’s none other than our own Miss Sanborn, pardon, Mrs. Marcellus Best. She turns to the stove, lifts the lid off a pot, and a queer smell suddenly assails the room—could it be onions? 0-h-h, the room fills with smoke. Tut, tut, Mrs. Best, and that might have been a good chicken stew. Well, to the garbage now. Once again the dishes slop, slop—crash! Oh dear, only five plates. What dishes done? Out goes the dishwater, she squeezes the dishrag, drapes it gracefully over the rack, and walks leisurelj^ into the living room. The telephone interrupts us and she answers, “Hello early lunch? 0. K. ‘Bye, darlin’. (Um- m-m-m, look at that gleam in her eyes). Evidently it was hubby. To Will You Be One? Marshals have been announced. The fifteen Juniors who are tops scholastically have been rewarded for their hard work. Congratula tions to you, learned Juniors. We hope you never stop “digging” for information. You Sophomores and Freshmen may think that being Juniors and being selected as marshals is ages away. But before you realize it, fifteen students from your classes will be named for this honor. What you are doing right now will help determine whether or not you will be one of the Junior marshals. “Three-Cornered Moon” A Study of the Weaker Sex Girls are a pain in the neck! Now, after careful consideration, I will explain why I have made the above statement. How many noted figures in Science, Law, Medicine, and many other professions have been driven to suicide all because of one measly little female? Oh, what a wonderful world this would be if there were none of those miserable creatures! Well, maybe I had better take this statement back and say what a wonder ful world this would be if girls, instead of trying to become important figures, would be like their grand mothers, who were contented to sit back and let the stronger sex run the country. I believe that a woman’s place is in the home. The modern young wife is not even happy to stay at home and cook and keep house. She hires some girl to do that, and while her husband is slaving in an office, off she goes galavanting. Another funny thing about a woman is that when she sees an Indian in a movie all painted up, she thinks he is barbarous; but after putting on all her rouge and lipstick and other war paint, she would scare a poor Indian to death. Well, I guess I will have to end this now, as I have to call up Mary and ask her to go to the party with me, and I hope to goodness she has some make-up on for she looks terrible without it. —Dickie Weatherly, ’42 Miss Gatch, teacher. “Three-Cornered Moon” Disappointment ‘Three-Cornered Moon”- the kitchen again? A rush order for lunch? Into the pantry, and out she comes with two cans hash and spinach. What will the hubby,say canned food! Good luck, Mrs. Best, and pa tience. Lunch was never cooked in a day! Mother was dressing m,e for a ride, Had powdered my face and scrubbed my hide, Dressed me in my finest clothes . . . Ruffles and frills and little bows. When she finished she looked surprised; There was a sparkle in her eyes. She was proud; that I could see, Proud of her baby . . . and that was me. Then she had to dress little brother; Something happened to disgust my mother; On the edge of the tub I sat And as you know a tub’s not flat! About that time I lost my grip And ‘lo’ and behold, I took a dip. Mother turned around and said, “Why, Jinny, you’re wet from toe to head!” My punishment was staying in bed all day; For once I didn’t have my way. For mother went out to ride alone And left her little “brat” at home. —Virginia Mercer, ’42 Miss Gordner, teacher. “Three-Cornered Moon” The Perils of a Permanent “Oh, Mother, please! I have to roll it up every night and it still droops and strings. Please!” Thus ran my pleadings for a new permanent. At last came the longed-for words, “Well, all rieht but don’t let her make it fuzzy!” ^ So off I went the following day to have a curl put into my flowing locks. As I drew nearer to my des tination, all kinds of “supposes” ran through my mind Suddenly the Beauty Shop loomed in front of me and I went in. While Mrs. Owens was washing and trimming mv hair, I started “supposing” again; “Suppose lightning strikes the building while I’m. under this machine. I’ll be electrocuted. Then began the appliance of all the paraphernalia. The last clamp in place the current was turned on. “Are you all right, dear?” asked the hair dresser. “Yes’m, I’m fine”, I replied . but to myself, I said: “Feels like the world’s sitting on my head!" After about a century, it seemed, I managed to get out of the “oven”. My head was one complete mass of kinks. However it looked a little better when it was set and dried. I left ... a bit exhausted, but in truth, “none the worse for the wear”. —Margaret Scott, ’42 Miss Gatch, teacher.
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