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THE POINTER
Wednesday, May 8, 1929
THE POINTER
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MARY ELIZABETH HARLLEE Editor-in-Chief
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This may be the case of some high school students today. Yet, too
often those of whom it is true are willing to neglect other things in order
to be “through with the job.” If Pasteur had not found inspiration in
what was going on about him, how much worse off would the world be
today? _ . j • •
We all have some talent. It may be latent, but it is there, and it is
up to us to see that we get somewhere w’lth it. If you are not a second
Pasteur, then you have a position in the world that is just as valuable
in a small way. Whatever it is, be sure that you find it out and make
the most of it.
Your marks, if they are “mediocre” do not confine you to a small
place in this world. Take advantage of all your opportunities, and then
cultivate one especially. You are bound to succeed.
F O R U
I OBSERVE A RESURRECTION
W'hat’s the one thing makes us say: Exams are just across the way?
(with apologies to ' )■ W'e have the answer ready and waiting
—The deluge of worried looks on the faces of the seniors—after all
theyTe the ones who will have to face that fatal day.
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IS IT RIGHT OR WRONG
Is it better to attempt a thing and do it wrong or not try to do it
at all?
rhis is the (|uestion that seems to have created quite a bit of com
motion among the boys around here. That is, the boys who have taken
time to stop and think it out, for it is something that needs thinking
out. At first it may seem superficial and a question that is without
depth, but on second consideration, this is not the case. So many cases
arise today where we would like to know the solution of this principal,
that we think it would be ;ust as well to stop right now and decide. Do
you think that you should refuse to do things because you know that
you are not able to do them correctly, or should you go ahead and do
the best you can, even though you may be conscious of the fact that
you will not tlo It right? I'hink about this, and, if you like, write us
a note through the columns of the Forum and express your views.
They niay prove valuable to someone else.
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A CHANGED ATTITUDE
Several comments were heard last week on the attitude of the
stiulents during the chapel program Monday.
This is not the first time that we have had occasion to call to the
attention of others the conduct of the H.P.H.S. pupils In the auditorium.
Our remarks have not always been favorable, but this time we wish to
take occasion to congratulate the entire student body on the way In
which they conducted themselves during the aforementioned time.
It has always been a rather regretable fiact that boys and some
times girls, even, to be entirely fair, eipoy ridiculing others, especially
anyone who has not had as many advantages, perhaps, as the mocker.
They seem to get a lot of enjoyment out of it. On after thought, any
one will admit that this is not fair to others, much less does It have a
resemblance of politeness. From the changed manner In which the
Monday program was received, it is to be hoped that this other deriding,
ungenerous attitude is a thing of the past, and that we are able to
show others that we are well-bred, and can enoy the things that others
do as well as the performances of our own, which w are prone to think
the “best in the world’ and incapable of being laughed at.
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“LIVES OF GREAT MEN . . .
. When Louis Pasteur was a chemistry student at college, his marks
in that subject were not exceptional, and he showed no unusual promise
of becoming even an ordinary scientist, musch less one of the greatest
of all times. The examination that the pupil took in chemistry, on
leaving college, received a mark of “mediocre.” It was a lecture that
he attended, however, that made Pasteur determine to go deeper into
the mysteries of the study and solve some of the problems in which
he was interested. In the next tew years, and throughout his won
derfully useful life, he worked until he discovered some of the formulas
that have probably done more to save life, and Industry as well, than
the work of any other man in any other field. From an average student
in chemistry he became one of France’s greatest sons; from an ordinary
schoolboy he became the greatest scientist of his, and many other ages.
The source of information which we are using here is a short
review of the life of the F’renchman. The above stated facts are prob
ably the most interesting of all the story, for they seem to give some
thing far above the ordinary plane to his life story, which in Itself Is
far above the ordinary.
W’e cannot all be geniuses, but we can all be successes m some way
or other. It is hard for some to get along well m their studies, and It Is
quite often the case that a student who finds a certain subject difficult
drops it. Yet how does he know but that that very subject would have
been very valuable to him m helping him to succeeded in whatever he
attempted as his life’s work? There are few professions today that do
not extend over Into other businesses and callings. The man who has
at least a fair knowledge of something besides what he uses to earn his
“bread and butter ' is lucky. He Is also going to get much more out of
life than Is the man who is able to see only one avenue of approach to
the goal.
The case which was cited above, that of Pasteur, is exceptional.
Usually, anyone who succeeds well In what he undertakes, shows some
understanding of and Interest In his subject In his early years. It was
probably not that Pasteur did not show Interest In chemistry, but
rather that he did not show talent. The facts that were put down In
a science book may have meant nothing to him, but the facts that he
had set down in his head and In his mind, were facts that were going to
win world-wide acclaim tor him. And the man who spoke to him so that
he gained Inspiration for his wonderful work, held an appeal for the
boy that books did not. Tersely, Pasteur was not adept at learning
“book sense,” but the real substance appealed to him.
It was with some interest that I
examined a large cocoon which my
little brother Jack brought to me
a month or two ago. At the time I
could not tell what species of moth
It contained, but the crysalis
looked like that of the Cecropia, a
large night-flying moth. Jack, who
has much curiosity about insects,
requested that I open the shell and
examine the pupa. This I did re
luctantly, because I knew that
there was a possibility of killing the
young moth, if it was not already
dead. When I found that it was
alive, I put it back Into the
chrysalis and placed it m a shel
tered place on the front porch.
A few days ago, as I was sitting
on the porch I noticed an empty
pupa skin being blown about by the
breeze. I looked upon the ledge
where I had placed the chrysalis,
and beheld the full-grown moth
clinging to the side of the ledge.
The moth had just emerged from
the cocoon and had begun to shake
out Its wings. The wings of the
Insect were very limp waving about
In the wind, and almost pulling
the moth from its perch. Knowing
that its wings would harden m the
wind before the moth could get
them entirely straightened, I care
fully removed it from Its perch and
took it into the house.
When a butterfly emerges from
the chrysalis, its wings are tightly
folded against its sides. The body
and wings of the insect are at this
time practically colorless. After a
short exposure to the light, how
ever, the colors being to show. It is
indeed interesting to ,watch the
change from a drab, colorless
lump, to a beautiful moth or
butterfly as the case may be. After
having given ample time for the
wings to stiffen and for the color to
appear, I examined the moth
closely. I did not, however, re
cognize the markings, and I do not
yet know to what species It be
longs.
—Philip Carpenter
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SUNSET
The western sky Is turning gold,
‘twill shortly now be gray
And o’er the stately mountain
heights fade glimmers of the
day;
Then night’s deep shades will wrap
the earth.
All sounds shall cease—bitter tears
and mirth.
So is it ever In life’s little day
As ever on We ploud our daily way;
Our life seems sometimes like a
sunny morn.
Each hour Seems like the silver
hunter’s horn.
And yet behind the laughter and
the glee
There come the sorrows we cannot
see.
Sorrows like the little clouds that
pace
Their dark’ning path across the
sun’s bright face.
As children point to stars as toys
And shout with glee m childish
So we with pain-filled eyes e er
forward ply
As though to something like the
sky.
With trembling, toilworn hands we
grope
At our Invisible half-fancied hope;
But plucking at the radiance of the
stars
We only find bare sordiness that
mars.
Perhaps the afternoons of stormy
rain
Are like our lives of soul wearying
pain.
But yet. In the blue ethereal sky
up there,
A light IS shining still—somewhere.
The fog is lifting at the twilight
time.
And o er us comes a quiet peace
sublime;
The light beams down—a steady
ray.
And drives our earthly cares away.
The western sky Is turning gold,
twill shortly now be gray
And over the stately mountain
heights, fade glimmers of the
day.
We go on living, but our day is
almost done;
Begin our joys—our pain Is ended
with the sun.
—Frances Douglas
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NEW STRING ENSEMBLE
GIVES PROGRAM SUNDAY
Is First Group of Kind Ever
Organized In School. Marks
Opening of National Music
Week.
Rose Askew, class treasurer,
(freshman); monogram club four
years; junior dramatic club; senior
dramatic club, vice president, 1928-
29; glee club and operetta, 1926-
27; honor society; volley ball (cap
tain, freshman, year; basket ball
team, three years; hockey team,
junior year; track team, three
years; chairman Program com
mittee, junior class; member of
girls’ council; secretary N. C.
student council congress from 1929-
30.
Ernest Bailey; Only freshman
representative on the committee
appointed by Mr. Johnston to
draw up the constitution for the
student council, president of sci
ence club, (freshman), junior Hi-Y
club, (freshman and sophomore),
represented the junior HI-Y club
at the ninth older boys’ conference
at Hickory, N. C., Dec. 2, 3, 4,
1928. Senior HI-Y club, (junior).
J. D. Koonce: French club, glee
club, junior and senior H-Y’s, 1928
soccer team, 1929 baseball team,
vice president of sophomore class,
defeated at election of president of
junior class by Edgar Allen.
Adelaide Crowell: Girl reserves,
(4 years), science club, (1 year),
glee club (3 years), orchestra (3
years) and national honor society
(1 year.)
Nell McMullan: At Edenton
high school: Member of Mclver
literary society for two years;
treasurer of society last year, on
debating team for Mclver literary
society against Aycock literary so
ciety last year, secretary-treasurer
of freshman class, historian of fresh
man class for annual, member of
basektball squad. At High Point
school, member of girls’ council.
THREE NEW PICTURES
WILL ADORN LIBRARY,
OFFICE AND CLASSROOM
Works of Outstanding Artists
Were Selected By
Committee.
The string ensemble directed by
Miss Virginia Frank, and assisted
by Mr. Gurney Briggs, local tenor,
gave a concert Sunday, May 5,
as the opening of the program for
national music week. This concert
was given under the auspices of the
Musical Art Club In the high school
auditorium at 4:30 in the after
noon.
The program was as follows:
Menuetto, from F Major Concerto,
Handel. Andante, from The Sur
prise Symphony, Hayden. Excerpt,
from the Creation, Hayden. Or
chestra.
Vocal selections, Gurney Briggs,
tenor. Andante Cantabile, Txhal-
kowsky. String quartette. Sektch
from an Indian Suite. Louise
Write. Salut D’Armour, Elgar,
Orchestra,
The string ensemble is the first
one ever organized at High Point
high school. Much credit for the
success of the ensemble Is attri
buted to the cirector. Miss Virginia
Frank.
Candidates for President
of Student Council
A selection of three of the pic
tures which are to be hung in the
school has been made. They are
“The Whistling Boy” by Frank
Duveneck, “The Home of the
Heron,” by Inness, and “Cordelia’s
Farewell” by Abbey. All of these
painters are among America’s fore
most artists, and Inness is con
sidered quite the best contempo-
porary landscape artist in the
country.
The Whistling Boy
Frank Duveneck
“The Whistling Boy” is Du-
veneck’s best known work. Du
veneck said of painting the head
of a portrait, “Paint that until it
lives, and then paint the rest up
to it.” In this picture his work
testifies to the fact that he has
done this. The head shows the
artist’s skill in modeling with the
brush. The picture is drawn with
Duveneck’s characteristic fine,
dashing assurance.
The Home of the Heron
Inness
“The Home of the Heron” is one
of Inness” best known pictures.
The artist lives up to the reputation
of being America’s best landscape
painter m this work. He has taken
for his subject an ordinary marshy
glen in the Everglades of Florida
and has made it so vividly alive
with the glow of evening that one
instinctively feels his great love for
nature.
Cordelia’s Farewell
Edward Austin Abbey
King Lear of Britain, having
reached the age of 60 years, de
cided to divide his kingdom be
tween his three daughters, and to
reserve for himself only the title
of king. In order to decide how to
divide his possessions, he asked
each of his daughters to give him a
profession of her love. Goneril, and
Regan, the elder daughters made
extravagant declarations of their
love, while Cordelia, who was the
only one who really loved her
father, refused to boast of the
fact. In a rage. King Lear divided
his possessions between his two
elder daughters.
In the picture, “King Lear”,
Abbey’s remarkable imaginative
qualities have been given full rein.
The arrogance and hypocrisy of
the two beautiful sisters, Goneril
and Regan, the rare loveliness of
Cordelia, her forced resignation to
her father’s unjust decree, the
faithfulness of her suitor, and the
utter despair of the king, his at
tendants and even his hounds, are
dramatically pictured. Some of the
rnost charming features of the
picture are: the pleasing color
harmonies, the effective grouping
of the characters, and the unusual
grace of the figures.
The pictures will be hung in Mr.
Johnston’s office, the library and
Mr. Owen’s senior room respec
tively.
Seize the present day.—Horace.