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JUNIOR POINTER
Thursday, March 31, 1938
JUNIOR POINTER
Published Monthly By
HIGH POINT JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL
High Point, North Carolina
Devoted to the Interests and Activities of High Point Junior High
School Students
STAFF
NANCY COX Editor-in-Chief
MARY JO WILSON Associate Editor
RUBY PARKER..... Student Council Editor
BUSINESS STAFF
MRS. FROST .,. Advertising Manager
GEORGE HUMPHREYS Circulation Manager
HOME ROOM REPORTERS
Garnett Hinshaw
Jane Hulin
Grace Sampson
Thomas Holt
Virginia Snyder
Edith Seckler
James Kivett
Emily Herring
Clayborn Meekins
Bill Perry
Dorothy Thomas
Helen Cagle
Doris Lee Adams
Lottie Royals
Laura Hobbs
Eunice Mitchell
Estelle Frith
Jack Rochelle
MRS. ROSS AND MISS CARTER
Charles Medlin
Mary McAllister
Eddie McCormick
Margaret Long
Eleanor Younts
Rebekah Conrad
Meredith Slane
Arnold Barnes
Irene Moose
Helen Meredith
Chief Advisers.
ASSISTANT FACULTY ADVISERS
Miss Munroe Miss Connell
Mrs. Beaman Mrs. Briggs
Miss Brown Miss Whitehead
Mrs. Williams
Letters to the Jr.
Pointer Editor
Dear Editor:
To ease your curiosity, I’ll tell
you why I’m so broken-hearted
lately. Well, it’s like this: a very
cute little girl has thrown me down
for some other fellow. Now I know
you can sympathize with me and
cease wondering.
Here to mourn forever,
BROKEN-HEARTED HERB.
Turns Poetess; Uses
Absences as Theme
THURSDAY, MARCH 31, 1938
SCIENCE PUPILS IN 205 AND 206 ENJOY FIELD TRIP
TO AUTO SUPPLY CO. AND LOCAL RADIO STATION
Well, lads and lassies! I’ll bet
you wish you had taken science
now. We have more fun than a
little. We have taken four or five
trips this year (and besides, we
get out of a lot of classes for these
trips).
Now to get down to business.
Last week we took a trip that was
“swell-elegant” as Thomas Hender
son would say. Last Wednesday as
soon as chapel was over we left
school to go to the radio station.
We stopped at the Firestone Auto
Supply Co. on North Main Street,
where we were shown the cross-
section of a battery and the proc
ess of charging one. Then we
walked down to the radio station
to see the things we had studied
about in actual operation.
Mr. Nelson, the manager of
WMFR, showed us the press room
where the class saw a teletype
writer. About forty words a min
ute are sent in to the station so
that we can get the daily news.
We then went into the broadcast
ing studio and the control room.
We were especially interested in
the machine that broadcasted the
transcriptions and the switch board
by which the remote control picks
up Thomasville, the Boys’ Club,
and churches here in High Point.
After that, we were taken into the
transmitting room. Our local sta
tion is fortunate in having this
room located with the studio, as
this saves much time and money.
We were interested in the record
ing of transcriptions. While we
were there Mr. Nelson recorded a
program on the disc. The threads
cut from the disc were charged
with static electricity. The two
small wires from the transmitter
acted as a passageway to the aerial
on top of the Security National
Bank Building.
We got back to school in time
for our next period class. I’ll bet
you’ll want to get in a science
class more than ever now.
THE OLD BUCCANEER,
BILLIE JONES
(Billy Hall)
Hark! rolling waves dash against
the shore,
The very clapping and shaking at
the parlor door
Sent chills like icy fingers up and
down my spine
Clinging and grasping like the
verdelho vine.
The wind with its dreaded song,
Moans round the inn all night
long.
And I listen with all my might
For a tapping of a cane in the
night.
“Bring me rum, Jim,” I cried,
White with my thoughts I gently
slide
Into a tortured slumber
With the sound of creaking lum
ber.
But then I was brought back by
the smell of rum.
Which Jim had brought and no
other one.
And when I had drunk and was
through,
I heard the tapping which meant
old Pew.
Terrified and sickly I tried to rise
But in a moment he was by my
side.
I was sober now in many ways
For when he gave me the black
spot I was in a daze.
When the tapping of his cane had
died away
I began to rock and sway
But upon reaching my full length
size,
I grasped my burning throat
And went to the buccaneers’ para
dise.
My Dear Wonderer Why:
Since it is so unusual for me to
smile at someone, I suppose I’ll
have to tell you the reason. You
see, if I don’t smile, they’ll think
I’m stuck up, which I’m far from
being, and another thing is, if I
go around with a face a mile long,
people will wonder why I don’t
smile sweetly at someone some
time. Ah! but the main reason is—
there are so many ladies' men in
205 that, to tell the truth, I don’t
know whom you are referring to.
GRACIE GRIN.
Dearest Editor:
I imagine you recall the instance
when the certain gallant in 205
tried to win a certain damsel in
204 by the Miles Standish method.
Well, let me tell you something.
He has almost, mind you I said
almost, given up hope. This is in
side information so keep your ears
peeled. Some say the lady in ques
tion had given him the cold shoul
der, so he quit for awhile. B-U-T
“where there's a will, there’s a
way,” so don’t lose interest and be
observant, also.
That’s all for this time,
TALKATIVE TOM.
Dear Busybody:
The whole school is buzzing about
the romance of 204 and 208. So a
hint to the wise is sufficient (I
hope, I hope, I hope). Here it is,
T'he boy and girl spoken of really
know less about it than anyone,
but as you have observed, more
people around Junior High know
more about the other person’s busi
ness than they do themselves. Cer
tain people, get wise to yourselves,
please.
Inquisitively yours,
“ME.”
The reason I was absent was
I couldn't get my shoes on.
And Sam said, "Miss Browne, I
had to take care of
Baby Don,”
And can you believe it, one said
he worked to pay for a cow.
And a girl’s dress was too wrinkled
to wear. I’ll vow.
One w'ent to S. C. to see an aunt
who was sick.
While another went to Florida his
own health to seek.
One stayed out to watch the work
at the railroad crossing.
Still another said, “I’m sorry but I
had to go visiting.”
Another said, “In the incorporat
ing business, I had to help my
Pa,”
And Bill burst his pants — they
had to be mended by his Ma.
I had to stay out to break in my
new shoes, said Sam,
And Fred’s excuse was that his
friends failed to come and wake
him.
But the most absurd excuse as
you’ll all agree.
Was sent by a mother, '“Mae's as
trifling as can be.”
—MISS WASHBURN.
’IIS SPRING AGAIN
Daffodils are growing everywhere,
Violets are blooming here and
there.
Narcissus are springing in the lane,
For they know ’Tis spring again.
The brooks are babbling and trick
ling along.
Giving to the world their glorious
song.
The trees are whispering in the
lanes
For they know ’tis spring again.
T'he ants are busy building their
homes
Out of red sand into high domes.
Beetles are feeding their young
ones grain,
For they know ’tis spring again.
Children are shouting.
Dogs are barking.
Mother birds are protecting eggs
under their wings,
For they know ’tis spring again.
—CATHRYNE ALBERTSON.
SPRING
An Oddity
A limb off a small thorn tree
with about seven snakes on it, was
brought to Miss Deans’ science
class by W. D. Mitchell. A butcher
bird (that’s how it got its name)
caught the snakes and took them
to the tree. There it stuck the
snakes on the thorns, which went
through the thickness of the body
of the snakes. This limb was kept
for a few days and then destroyed.
It proves that not only men and
women fight but birds and snakes
do, too.
Elbows Caused It All
SPRING
The flowers are blooming, the birds
are singing.
The trees are budding, the children
are swinging.
For they know it is Spring.
The snow is gone, and the grass is
growing,
The whip-poor-will is calling, the
wind is blowing.
For they know it is Spring.
The sun is shining, the sea is foam
ing.
The geese are crying, the children
are roaming.
For they know it is Spring.
—MARIE SPENCER.
The first Girl Scouts organiza
tion was organized in 1915.
A Unique Home Room
Program in 206
(Roy Lee Grant)
Recently in room 206 at our
regular home room period, a unique
home room program was given.
Miss Deans had charge of the de
votional, after which we sang a
song. First on the program was a
Bible scramble in which the books
of the Bible, chapter and verse
were given. The person who found
the correct place was asked to
stand and read it. Robert Cowan
found the most places and he won
the prize.
After the Bible scramble, dif
ferent people were asked to tell
the most thrilling experience of
their lives and the most dangerous.
Freda Carter said her most danger
ous experience was going down
the second time while in swimming.
Her brother rescued her. Charles
York was asked to tell the best
report card he ever received. He
said it was when he was in the
second grade when he received all
A’s and one B. The program was
concluded by asking Dorothy Crater
to spell Czechoslovakia backward,
which she ably did.
(Frances Tournage)
One day when the teachers’ table
was full. Miss Hayworth sat at our
table. A friend of mine was sitting
opposite me. She kicked me on the
foot several times. Once she meant
to kick me, but accidentally she
hit Miss Hayworth! When we got
up from the table I asked her why
she kicked me. She said she was
trying to tell me to take my el
bows off the table.
(Clarke Wilson)
Spring made its official entrance
on March the twenty-second. All
life, human and plant, has taken
on renewed vigor. When Lowell
said, “And what is so rare as a
day in June, then if ever come per
fect days,” his June must have
been an equivalent to our spring.
Even the school is different from
the same old cut and dried routine,
and the students all have a cheery
smile on their faces. Who could help
but be so light of heart when
everything is so colorful around
them? The birds have come back
from the South and the plant life’s
leafy heads are stretching upward
for the sky. As you walk along,
you can feel the stir of might
within the earth which is also so
beautifully spoken of by Lowell.
Every spring day seems to f sg,y
that something happy is on the
way.
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