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THE POINTER
November 23,1948
THE POINTER
Published by the Students of
Pligh Point High School
Member National Scholastic Press Association
Editor-in-Chief —
Associate Editor .
Managing Editor
. Marilyn Robinette
Bill McGuinn
Allen Conrad
News Editors
Nancy Earle
Jean Stamey
Joann White
Carolyn Andrews Bill Cecil
Sports Editor
Feature Editors
Lib Martin
Allen Conrad
Assistants
Ann Shipwash
CoLDSTON Harris
Marty Burton
Scotty Cook
Jon Barnes
Jim Neely
Bill McCuinn
.. Bob Neill
Jeanne Rigby
Typists Loma Carner
Ct.adys I.inthicum
Barbara Tilson
Assistants Ann W right
Advertising Manager
Ralph Brown Cj
Wai.ter Lee Cibson
Assistants
aroleBock Betty Bowman
Circulation Manager
Wanda Kindley
Martha Neal
Assistants Caynelle Ingle
Nancy Perryman
_ loAN Crowder
Miss Eleanor Young
Mr. Leland Howard
Hunters Report ^Possums
^Round These Here Parts
ITS
‘Plunt^ Excitin^
Yep, it’s just “plum” excitin’—
the things that go on around H. P.
H. S. Take, for instance, that
breath-taking contest the varsity
football reserves put on. Thom-
asville journeyed over to take on
the Bison in their homecoming tilt;
so the fellows, and that “mangy”
Buddy Nance, thought they’d get
themselves a Homecoming Queen.
After being informed that it
wasn’t quite necessary to have
such, they decided to wait and
elect a May Queen! ... The air
4. There are just not many peo
ple who’d enjoy trampling through
dense, black woods on a dark, cold
nightfall for the sake of trailing
the sound of a pack of howling
hound dogs. But to three fellas we
know it’s prettier than any A Ca-
pella choir music they ever heard.
Just ask Sonny Connor, Pete
Jones, and Tom Kellam, veteran
hunters from ’way back.
They’ve got a nice pack of
hounds—^Lady, Blue, Jack, Lead,
moon, that crew’s got everything
it takes for a good night of hunt
ing.
The boys usually put the dogs
;rfy oT aT^rts- k- exciting I in the trunk of the car and head
Cranberry Sauce
At Christmas it’s snow and carols and gifts, on
Valentine’s it’s lacy, red hearts, and candy boxes,
and the Fourth of July brings firecrackers. But at
Thanksgiving all you have is an empty little place
in your heart for the tragic death of a turkey, and
a full, very full, space just below that.
Golly, just thinking about that forthcoming
Thanksgiving dinner is enough! Whether you 11 dine
at home, at Granny’s, or Aunt Mary’s, the picture
always pops up the same—a richly-clothed, candle
lit table groaning under the weight of a huge plat
ter of turkey, dressing, and giblet gravy, rice and
rolls, peas and candied yams, apple salad and nuts.
It’s just all you can do to wait for Grandpa to
finish the blessing. But you sit there a minute and
quietly watch the laughing group of loved ones.
It makes you feel so warm and good inside that its
hard not to be thankful.
Then you dive for the pulley-bone, hot buttered
rolls, dressing and—oh, almost forgot—cranberry
sauce!
• • •
Thanksgiving Thoughts
Our thanks to God ...
Each year around Thanksgiving time, custom
has it that people pause to enumerate their many
blessings and to offer thanks to the Divine Creator
who provides. But custom cannot be enough. Only
through an honest and humble prayer of thanks,
backed by thought and sincerity, can we know a
real Thanksgiving.
Rights and ideals enjoyed in a democratic na
tion our home life, modern facilities, and unend
ing opportunities — all are pretty overworked
phrases and phases of our life: but they are staunch
and classic ones for which we may well be ever
thankful.
* ♦ *
Our thanks to those who serve at school . . .
The ever-ready Dick Boyles, who’s always on
hand with that camera and the darkroom staff . . .
The maids and janitors for their work in making
clean and safe our building . . . The majorettes, who
strutted in their final game for thi. “blue and white”
last Friday night (unless ...)... The Beta Club
and the socials they’ve planned so well . . . The stu
dent body for the very commendable attitude and pep
shown at the football stadium . . . Patsy Clodfelter,
Dne of he hardest working of Mrs. J.’s office gals ...
Miss Mclnnis for her inspirational Bible lessons . . .
Paul Conrad and Coit Wright, whom we hope some
day to see walk with us again .. .
• • •
Unforeseen Situation
’Way back in 1926 when this building was being
erected, our city fathers, school authorities, and
building contractors were exercising great foresight.
Quite a few extra rooms and seemingly unnecessary
departments in the plans caused some of the towns
people to scoff at the “awful waste.” Gradually,
however, the scoffers ceased laughing as High Point
grew from a community into a town, into a city,
and the empty classrooms filled. Their foresight
and worth was proven.
But one unforeseen situation arose.
Back in ’26, at noontime the whistles sounded,
and everybody dropped lessons to scurry home to
lunch. Those few, very few, teachers and students
who lived a little too far away to walk home opened
brown paper bags and sandwiches in the lunchroom,
which was designed for them—seating capacity not
over 200. Later a cafeteria line appeared and the
larger the town grew, the more people attended and
ate at school. That condition continues today. Right
now more than 1,000 students eat in a cafeteria
with a seating capacity of 200—at different lunch
periods worked out by a complicated schedule, of
course. But, that’s the way it is.
Now, wouldn’t it be fine someday to see a large
building set in the center of the horseshoe drive at
the back of the building—a pleasant, lighted and
roomy cafeteria with more students enjoying their
noonday meal together?
Wouldn’t it?
things the night before the H. P.-
G’boro game. Did you see Pete
Walker and his fellow gangmen
laden with odd-shaped sticks, all
prepared for 75 brave Whirlie sup
porters who didn’t show up ? . . •
Now I’m not saying English gram
mar is excitin’ (and neither is
John Perry) but after that diag
nosis spelling test Miss Bulwinkle
gave the other day, Tom Bulla
didn’t appear too calm ... No,
I’m not going to tell anybody Mr.
Rohde strolled down to the school
store and politely inquired about
purchasing some pink elephants
. . . When Mr. Hunt asked a girl
who was dropping school for her
ultimate reason for doing so, she
replied, “I know enough!”—Now.
what do you think about a. girl
like that ? . . . It seems Jimmy
Rickert led a “water pistol raid”
in choir some time ago—that left
everybody “just singing in the
rain” . . . Homeroom 301 really
went ‘’all-out’’ for the P. T. A*
campaign. They had 101% mem
bership—the extra member being
David Blair’s cow, who is now a
full-pledged member of the P.
T. A. . . . . . ,
Yep, it’s just “plum” excitin —
now ain’t that right?
PARTY LINE
Operator? Connect me, please,
with some leading colleges—^those
that are the alma-“mammas” of
some of our ’48 graduates. You
say connections have been made?
We’ll hold on while you connect
us with Wake-Forest. You say
Jo Kimsey is struttin’ her stuff for
the Wake Forest College band?
. . . Duke just cut in on our line
and is boasting that _ Richard
Crowder has been running first
string center on the Duke frosh
basketball team. Also Paul Har
din jumped right up to Sopho
more English.
Carolina just dialed in to in
form us that Junie Tice made the
advanced French class (much to
Mrs. Roger’s surprise!), and Dick
Davenport is striving hard for that
doctor’s degree.
Just one moment, operator.
Long distance is calling? Cincin
nati (Conservatory wants to say
that Betty Sue Coltrane is now
studying voice in the Opera Work
shop, which is strictly for upper
classmen.
Winthrop College just buzzed
our line to make known that Bar
bara Lowe is running for Fresh
man president.
I can’t seem to make any more
connections. Our college party
line is busy for now.
HOMEMAKERS ATTEND
RALLY IN ASHEBORO
In commemoration of Future
Homemakers of America week,
24 girls from the Home Econom
ics department attended a district
F. H. A. rally in Asheboro, Satur
day, November 13.
No more rambling around for some fellows and
gals at High Point High. Some ‘“old flames” have
died out, but new flickers have been kindled. We, of
the Pointer staff, have strolled “underneath the
arches” long enough to observe . . . Bobby S. still
setting Betty up to a coke at Ingram’s ... Ronnie
cutting up with Venitia . . . “Ig” dating Peggy
’bout every night . . . “Seaweed” and Jerry puffing
up to the third floor after the 8:30 bell . . . Mary
Lib seated alone in the auditorium, just checking on
Tommy! . . . “Lib” M. helping Jimmy with his
French . . . Betty Drye with “Speedy” Reed . . .
hounds—L,ady, Blue, JacK, ijeaa, Ronnie and Marilyn with a future ahead . . . Edith
and Perry’s dog. Spec. With guns lettering “B-O-B” on the end of her baton . . . Perry
oiled up, boots on, and a dark and Ruth Ellen playing tag . . . still Dot and Char
lie .. . Gordie beaming over a birthday gift from
Bill ... Jim Neely explaining a football play to
Nancy Lambeth . . . Jack Armfield looking seriously
at Martha Neal . . . Joann and Max with their “re
served seat” at lunch . . . Darrell V. walking with
Nancy Bright . . . Marty in deep conversation with
Herbert Clapp . . . Bobby Aldridge coming up the
tower just behind Mary Dem ... Jo Beamon and
Kent Hubbard just laughing . . . Jeanne and Rick
waiting for the bus . . . Buddy chasing Marie
through the leaves on the campus . . . Bob Wilson
with Darlene Jenkins . . .
Yet there are those who still find “clinging” to
outside interests not too boring, ’cause . . . Dick
Davenport makes frequent week-end trips from
Carolina to see Scotty . . . Betsy Guin finds High
Point College mighty interesting—^he’s a certain
fellow named Dick . . . Chet Allen surely keeps
those letters going to Meredith . . . Seems like the
party line from State to Carolyn M. is busy once
more . . . Nancy Earle finds the dances at Duke
mighty fine, especially when she’s with Walt Lin-
ville . . . Don Martin is counting the days to Christ
mas holidays when Elsie gets home again.
• A •
for Wallburg in the wee hours of
the morning. Sonny says hunting s
best just after the moon goes
down on a bright night. Just what
kind of luck they’ll have all de
pends, though. Once, all in one
night, they treed 16 ’possums, but
with over four in the crowd, they
never have much luck. Biggest
’possum the boys ever got weighed
12 pounds. That was the night
that Perry lost a good dog. Zip.
“He just got gone,” Pete said.
Sonny, Pete, and Tom went
down to Haw River one nigW to
see what they could “tree. (Joke,
son!) But the taibles turned! The
dogs “treed” a ’possum across the
river; and Sonny, since he had on
hip boots, waded across and pro
ceeded up the tree after the var
mint. About that time, a big bull
quickly ambled over, and every-
time he snorted ferociously. Sonny
went a limb higher. Pete said he
got tired of waiting. They got
home the next morning. What they
do with ’pbssums is something
else! If the dogs don’t get them,
they bring them home and sell em
to darkies for about a dollar, or
a half. They like that!
LAMENT FOR
A TURKEY —
I remember the way you use to
gobble.
Showing off in splendid array
As around the barnyard you did
hobble, . .
That is—before Thanksgiving
Day.
You were fattened up on ovaltine.
And you lived without dismay.
But you snoozed upon the guillo
tine.
So we ate you Thanksgiving Day.
Snitched!
From deep in the jungle . . .
One Ubangi to another: “Peter
Piper picked a peck of pickled
peppers. Now you fan me for
awhile.”
A little closer home . . .
Sympathy is what one girl of
fers another in exchange for the
letails.
“Men may come and men may
go but not if r can help it.”
RHAPSODY IN GREEN
A green little chemist
On a green spring day
Mixed some green little chem
icals
In a green way.
The green little grasses
Now tenderly wave
On the green little chemist’s
Green little grave.
Seeing through a thing means
little unless you see it through.
If there is anything we can’t
stand it is the person who talks
while we are interrupting.
SILENT REFLECTION'
—By Kent Jackson.
Some Sketches Of
Schmoos At School
JERRY PASCHAL—Blonde, curly hair and epees
... hails from Tulsa, Okla. . . . Subs at quarter
back for the Bison . . . Good conversationalist
Pastime is eating steak and creamed potatoes
. . . Loves to dance to “Stardust” . . .
ANN WRIGHT—Half-pint sophomore . . . Booster
for Pointer business staff . . . Faithful and con
firmed dog-lover . . . Pet saying is “Aw, any
body can be slow” . . . Hang out is comer of
Hurdover and Farriss . . .
AL ROACH—Tall frosh . . . Likes playing junior
varsity football, but also plays the field with the
girls . . . Favorite subject is study hall . . . Song,
My Happiness . . . swam two consecutive years in
AAU meet ... Is glad that he*s at high school
for freshman year . . .
MARTHA HODGIN—Majorette with bangs . . .
Loves purple, purple, purple, and Bill . . . Fu
ture “alma-mammy” is H. P. C. • . - Favorite
food is oysters . . . Pet peeves are pink and
rainy days ...
KEN YARBOROUGH—Big Bison end who weighs
in at 195 . . . Not choosy about what he eats as
long es there’s enough of it . . . Likes to hear
the Mills Brothers sing “I’m Afraid to Love You’
Size shoe, 10%-A! . . .
JOANNE ROTHROCK—Pug-nosed bmnette . . •
Junior who loves to bowl . . . Enjoys eating ham-
bergers and watching Van Hoflin act . . . Pet
peeves are squash in any form and being in a
mad rush! ...
LORENE KIVETT—Senior gal who appears quiet
. . . Proud possessor of a convincing smile and
a nice looking report card . . . Haunts Leonard’s
. . . Fiend for candied apples and Guy Madison
. . . Likes Ipana toothpaste.
PERRY “PETE” JONES—Tall, with long wavy hair
. . . Always making a lot of noise . . . Models for
Esquire in his spare time . . . Doesn’t like any
thing at all but girls and he’d rather do anything,
just anything, than go hunting (You’re 0. K.
Pete).
• • •
Feature Staffs Idea Of
^News In The Neivs^
... as we gathered, sifted, and salted it:
IN POLITICS: Today, Congressman J. Parnell
Thomas donned red winter flannels. The un-Amer
ican affairs committee investigated him. Once
again a governor, Dewey says all men over 5’ 2”
must wear Now-You-Can-Be-Shorter-Than-He shoes
—the Shoe with the Built-in Hole in the Ground.
South protests proposal to dissolve Democratic
Party. Says it would deprive them of right to vote.
Joe Louis says he will enter politics in ’50. No op
ponent found to run against him.
IN SCIENCE: Inventors produce jet plane that
flies faster than sound. Immediately get to work on
sound that can pass jet plane. . . . Hitler’s armored
car brought to U. S. A. for display. Engineers
found it ran 600,000 words to one gallon of gas . . .
Television covered the reopening of Congress, as
gas main on street outside broke. Arrive at smelle-
vision hailed . . . Best way to avoid mosquito bites
found—^bite mosquito first. Soap soup is now on
the market for washing out mouths of nasty, but
hungry, little boys.
IN FASHION: Banana Yellow is decreed most
popular Fall shade. Only trouble is dresses made
of it keep slipping off . . . Price of meat so high cows
are wearing mink coats.
IN SPORTS, SOCIETY AND BUSINESS:
Olympic marathon runner who lost way in Lon
don fog finally reaches finish line. Demands race
be run with contestants radar-equipped . . . Man
contestant wins live woman in radio prize show.
Gives her away because he doesn’t want two loud
speakers in his house . . . Pocket edition of Encylo-
pedia Brittanica published in Scotland.
FLASH: Russians seize all air not over Berlin
and force democracies without special passes to stop
breathing . . . Taxpayers find bill for Marshall plan
making them ERP.