I’age Two
The I'oiXTEii
Thursday, February 5, 1931
THE POINTER
Published every Thursday by the Students of High Point High School
K(litor-ln-Cki('f
Assvciatc Editors
Literary Editor
Oinn Eorum
Verse
KDITOIIIAL
Emma Carr Bivins
HrUn Marshall. Charles Tomlinson,
Bryte Baker Hanson, Annie Laura Patterson,
Nancy Myatt, Billy Siceloff, Burt Asbury
John Gurney Briggs
Raymond Welborn
Mary Drew Dalton
Clubs
Locals
Exchanges
Hoys’ Athletics
Ciiis’ Athletics
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Mildred Furgurson
Dora Samet
Dorothy Forward
Clarence Canada
Lee Forward
Reporters
John Munyan, Walter Hargett. Iris Welch.
Franklin Carpenter. Catherine James,
Margaret Shillington, Mary Frances Parker,
Mabel Koontz, Frances Gordon Lindsay,
Francos McCrary, Hortense MacDonald
Ru.sIncRfi Manager
Advi'itishig Manager
Circulation Manager ...
BUSINESS STAFF
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Glenn Hedgecock
Dorothy Bowen
Edgar Snyder
Miss M. C.
ADVISERS
Bulwinkle, Miss M. M. Penny, Mr. M.
L. Patrick
CCharlcrf | Member)
XIU'RSDAY, FEimUAHY 5, 1931
Editorials
As popular as the “flu” with the girls’ basketball team.
JOHN MUNYAN
The staff has been crippled by the loss of Johu Munyan
who, surrounded by tlowers and Charlie Chau iiiysteij-
slories, is recovering from an operation at the ITig’h Point
hospital. ^Meanwhile ^licky the blouse who occupied oui
efficient reporter’s locker during the Christmas holidays,
and who was tlie subject of a lengthy feature story, will have
ample time to make merry—supposedly at the expense of
our staff member.
ABDUCLAIL RETUilNS
Thomas Carpenter, whose word was suprenie in the
news laboratory last year, was a visitor to the 1 ointer
office recently. The renowned ex-editor, whose dignity has
not been impaired one whit by having joined the ranks of
freshmen at High Point college, gallantly threw himself
into the breach at a time when affairs around the “Pointer
office were most critical and with his usual calmness aided
the group of frantic proof readers with their weekly puz/de-
solving. Thus, for other reasons than “auld lang syne the
successor to editor Carpenter welcomed his presence. As
long as the hungry clicking of typewriters can be heard on
b'riday afternoons, the door to the “Pointer sanctum will
he open to our Abdullah Pumtullah, as his associates dubbed
him in those distant days when he too realized the pains of
copy hunger and experienced the same joys and woes that
are now ours.
THEN AND NOW
In so many figures, found elsewhere in this issue, JNIr.
Johnston has recorded the progress of the school since the
first year of his principalship. He has revealed in terms ot
per cent the almost phenominal development of the
institution.
For us, disregarding the numbers, the survey affords
an interesting and striking contrast between the H. P. H. S.
of a decade ago and the school that we know today. We
compare the old building located in the central part ot town,
housing its half a thousand students with the imposing and
modern structure that graces a wide green campus—the
plant with its thousand students that has been acclaimed as
ideal by architects and foremost educators of the country.
\Ve see the library in 1922 with its inadequate supply
of books and no regular librarian, and compare it with the
center of reading today with its two librarians—a quiet
beautiful room complete with paintings and statuary where
one may lose himself in literature of any type or period.
The faculty and the various departments have likewise
undergone as decided clianges. Athletics had its inception
ten years ago. At the present time the school employs a
coach and two physical directors who have produced no few
winning teams for the Blue and White. ^leanwhile, various
organizations have been begun that have added immeasur
ably to the strength of our system. Innumerable other fac
tors have contributed to our astounding growth.
All of these things attest the loyalty and cooperative
spirit that exists in the student body. It reflects also the
capabilities of Iwth principal and superintendent. Indeed,
• we have a right to be proud of High Point high school. At
the termination of another decade may we be able to point
to it with even greater admiration than we feel today.
Van Winkle’s Rival
“Is your decision, then, final?”
queried tlie newspaper men, cluster
ing around Prof. Aliibiades .Swizzle-
tinkle in liis magnificent niausoleuni-
“Yes. And consider tlie interview
at an end.”
The ne\i's lioiinds, weeping, de
parted, a'nd left the great man in
carcerated, with no otlier companion
than his faithful drum of .Swiss
cheese, Oscar. For the great chemist
was attemjiting to break the non
stop sleep record, held by Van
Winkle of .Sleejiy Hollow, and had
resigned his lucrative jiost as mat
tress-tester for a bed-company to
this end.
Having denied a statement to the
press, he ate his usual frugal thir
teen-course dinner, capped b.v stew
ed grapefruit and liverwurst, and
then, feeling the need for mental
exercise, solved the myster.v of the
fifth dimension, invented a machine
for perpetual motion, neutralized
gravity for five minutes, read anoth
er chapter of “Diamond Dick,” ami
went to bed.
The night wore on, as it had done
for lo, these millions of years, and
the chemist floated gently through
the crevices in his marble crypt, and
in his dream accosted the Spirit of
Night, and rebuked him for wearing
on; “For,” said the professor, “on
is recognizedlv out of date, out of
style, and out at elbow.”
“But I've w.orn on,” cried Night,
‘ever since there was any night.”
“Let me think." .So with one foot
on the sandhills of Michigan, and a
finger in the plum puddiiig, he cogi
tated. Night still wore on.
At length, as the sun rose over
the western sky, in geometric pat
terns of gray-green and blue, a thun
derbolt struck o\ir hero.
“I have it!" he cried. “Wear off,
and change your name to anasthe-
tic!”
“My hero! Name your reward!”
“A plate of baked beans and a
new pair of horn-rimmed si)cctacles,”
replied the modest disci])le of learn
ing.
I^rof. .Swizzletinliie awoke. Day wa.s
,)ust breaking. He rushed out to cateh
the fragments.
His mausoleum was ornamented
with a red tag, and a policeman
.stood by it in warlike attitude.
“I protest! What does this mean ”
“Don’t you sec that sign?" replied
the unmoved guardian .of the people’s
rights- “Ft)rt\-five minute parking.”
“But a mausoleum! I don't see—”
“Say, b\iddy,” said the co])per, “it’s
a real i)rivilege to be dead now
adays.”
“What year is this, anyway?”
“1950, if you must know-” This
with a graceful twirl of his club.
“Hot dawg! I've won I” And Swiz-
zdetinkle dashed across town to the
office of his .sponsor.
Everything was changed. Brussels
sprouts covered the doorway, and the
desk was embellished with a lovely
grog-blossom in horn-rimmed spec
tacles.
“I want the prize money!" shouted
our hero.
“What for?”
“For sleeping nineteen years.”
“Oh," laughed the man at the
de.sk, "we thought you weren’t going
to cciiue to, and had a swell funeral
for you- That's where the money
went.”
Winter
(Gladys Cooper)
Winter is here with its ice and snow.
Get on your sled and away we'll go,
Down the hill to a little nook;
Then with a crash into the brook.
Skies are as blue as skies can be;
Come on al! and follow me
Over the glistening, snowy ground.
We’ll go sledding down, down, down-
Over the packed and gleaming snow
Children come and children go;
Pulling their sleds to the top of tlie
hill,
Down the.v go for a hearty siiill.
Seen In the Library
Tlie show case now exhibits de
signs for linoleum and for printed
goods made by .Annie May Bogan,
Christine Bradley, and Velna Wins
low in -Miss Russell’s geometry
classes.
.\11 you air minded, take along
“Air Conquest” by Davis, a new and
interesting book-
Twists and Turns
Live and Learn
The following information was eull-
ed from history tests:
“Martin Luther conciuered Eng
land in 1066.”
‘■Queen Isabella gave the world a
greater knowledge of Chi'.'ia.”
‘‘.loan of .\rc painted the M-ona
Lisa.”
“Man learned to talk after be
learned to write.”
“Martin Luther made the statue of
Moses.”
Janies M. Barrie has written a
quaint and appealing drama, “Qual
ity Street.” It is a story of quaint
old maids, of gossip, and the evils
of the peinod during the Napoleonic
Wars. It will soften the harde.st
hearts.
Ferns and flowers are adding
touches .of natural color to the li
brary. primrose adorns the desk
and pots of ferns fill up the bare
corners, lending charm to the vacan
cies.
Go-oid Citizen
First Boy: “Who’s the nio.st pro
gressive fellow in high school?”
See-.ond Boy: “Why, Jeddy Gar
land, of course. He’s been doing his
best to lengthen Gatewo.od Avenue.”
“New York” b.v Paul Morand, is
the latest addition to the book
shelves. The book contains vivid de
scriptions of life in one of the
world’s largest cities, and of the
buildings and places of interest. The
book has illustrations portrayed in
black and white of some of the great
buildings.
WKo Does This?
It's all right to make solo flights,
but amateur aviators needn't fly so
low that the high school girls are in
danger of losing their heads.
LORNA
(Crystal
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ON CRAMMING
(Thomas .Tones)
“Well, here goes,” gro:v.aed the ill-
feeling lad as he began that well-
known industry of erannning on the
eve of his worst da.v. After reviewing
the snh.ieet conqdetely—which was
very little trouble a-S he knew noth
ing of it. .\nyway he allowed his
thou.ahts to wonder. Before he rea
lized it, he was wondering wh.v the
teacher would or could think of such
an ill-hegotten way of testing the
knowledge he was supposed to have
aeijuired in the house of leariiin.g.
,\s lie began on that wondrous
snh.ieet of old, I.atin, he wondered
what chance he would have of ever
u.sing it; so he gnashed his teeth and
attacked his work .savagely. Lie did
not stop to think bow ninch good
the snh.ieet would do him in future
i life, but could you have seen that
I side of the question at such a criti-
ical time?
FANTON—STAR GAZER
gazing a specialty. Hours
to 9:00 p. m. every day
except Sunday)
-Today ends a cycle- Leave
no strings untied. l;eave
nothing over. It might
rain today or it might
snow.
-Storm.v weather- Your soul
will likewise be stormy. If
you lose your temper to
day, you will regret it-
—Be not strenuous in your
undertakings today- Keep
your head and do nothing
rashly.
-Be sure yon make a good
start on this day; other
wise you may fail.
-Make ■:io great decisions on
this day- Simply drift
along, keeping your head
above water. Trust not the
advice of others.
-.An excellent time for put
ting things over- All yon
attempt will be successful.
-“Honest Abe’s birthday. Be
s\ire to act honestly, or it
may go bard with yon. Be
not lax in your business
dealings on this day.
—Undertake anything you
wish, but make no promises
on this day, for you will
be certain to break them.
-Both the weather and your
heart will be warmer on
this day than on previous
days. This is a favorable
time to get all sentimen
tality out of your system.
Carry none of it over to
spring.
A book which has been interesting
to members of the faculty is “An
American Idyll” by Parker, a book
of home life and cares. It will prob
ably interest some of the higher
minds in our student body.
“We,” a colored print of Lind
bergh’s ship, “Spirit of St. Louis,” is
posted On the bulletin board next to
the entrance.
“The Book of Courage” by Herman
Hagedorn, which is now on display
in the library, offers a challenge to
the youth of today. It is a story of
heroes from Moses to Inndbergh.
These men and women, who are
torches and who have illuminated
their own oenturie.s for us, set ex
amples of bravery that are' brought
out by the author of this book. “The
B.ook of Courage” is well worth
reading.
Under Suspicion
Groups of students gathered in the
corridors, whispering excitedly to one
another. There was only one topic of
conversation. A murderer was at
large!
‘•Haven’t they found him yet?”
j tremblingly inquired one girl.
“No,” came the answer from
I another, “they can’t run him down.”
I “How terrible to be held in sus-
I pense like this,” whispered a third
' member of the group, shivering as
she glanced over her shoulder down
the hall.
“What’s all this talk about?” in
quired a new student who had enter
ed school only that morning. Who’s
been murdered? The papers haven’t
said anything about it, have they?”
“Why don’t you know There’s
been an unpardonable crime com
mitted. Some one—so Mr. Owens
says—lias murdered the King’s Eng-
lish.He’ll be severely punished if be
is caught.”
“How?” inquired the newcomer.
“He’ll get a low grade on his re
port.”
I
OLD SONGS ARE SUNG
Some songs flourish and are for-
As Others See ^
! retain their popularity throughout
“My, 1 wonder who lives here!
Nobody it seems. . . . Gee, I’ll take
that back. That was a close shave
. . . . This must be a lunatic asylum
. . . . A big bell rings and all cre
ation bur.sts out into the lialls . . • .
Pd better be moving.
“Say, I smell something. . . .
■Wouldn’t mind having some of it
. . . . 'Sniff, Ouch! Believe me, that
shoe was plenty big.
“There are too many stairs round
here to suit me. . . . Shucks! There
goes that bell again!
“Uli! I was half way up when
those maniacs came tearing down
. . . . Say, who do yon think you are
anyway. . . . Pushing everybody out
of the way like that?
the years. Among this latter class are
] found “The Sunshine of Your Smile,”
j “Our Yesterdays,” “I.ove Sends a
j Little Gift of Ro.ses,” “The World Is
Waiting For tlie Sunrise,” “Some
where a Voice Is Calling,” and “,Tust
Around the Corner”—all of which
I were sung by the .student body at
I Tuesday assembly, under the direc
tion of Mr. L. I>. Stookev.
Some of ns find joy in toil, some
in art, some in the open air and the
sunshine. All of us find it in simply
being alive. .—Selected.
“Get out and stay out did you
say? Well, I will, but* I’ll let you
know that I have feelings even if I
am just a German police dog!”