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HIGH LIFE
Friday, May 21, 1926
HIGH Life
; last, according to Hoyle. But it don’t ; During the past year student govern-
flgure out that way. Else why th' heck i ment made rapid strides forward in G. ‘
— I do exams always come last in the school
Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of
The fjREExsBORo High School
(jKEENSliOKO, X. C.
H. S. and under the leadership cf the
THE SENIOR CROSS ROADS
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new president should go even further
Founded bi' the Class of ’21
Charter
Member
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March
1925
I High Iufe seeks new fields to conquer. ^ year.
The editors have entered it in the State
I Journalism Contest to be conducted by
the University of Xorth Carolina on May
2.5. Go ge-ttem like you did in X'ew
York, good ole High I.ife 1
Entered as Second-Class Matter at the
Post Office, Greensboro, X. C.
M'illard M atson MJns Election—Head
line in High I.ite “Wuxtry.” Watson
has a neat little habit of winning, seems
to us. But tben we all won when AVil-
lard was elected, for he’s as good a man
as could be found in a long day's work.
Henry Ford Was Once Called a Crank
-Headline in N. F. ]VorJd. That’s no-
Max.igemext
Glenn Holder Editor-in-Ghief
Lindsay Moore Business Manager PFin. According to what a teller said
Ernest Williams, Asst. Bus. & Oirc. Mgr. who was tryin' to coax one of his me
chanical contrajitions to percolate on-
Assocl\te Editors
Margaret Ferguson, Betty Brown
Carlton 'Wilder, Georgia Stewart.
Special Editors
Elizabeth, Rockwell, Mary Tilley, Paul
Wimbish, Marguerite Harrison, John
Mebane, Elizabeth Campbell, Henry
Biggs, Graham Todd, Weldon Beacham,
Hilda Smith.
ward on Elm Street the other day, he
is considerably lower down in the ranks
of mankind than that.
Reporters
J. D. McXairy, Claud Sikes, Fannie
Rockwell, James Clements, Marguerite
Mason, X’^ell Thurman, Louis Brooks,
Clyde Conrad.
Cartoonist - Edmund Turner
Faculty Board of Advisers
Miss Inabelle G. Coleman Chairman
Mr. 'V\k R. Wunsch Mr. A. T. Rowe
Mrs. Mary S. Ashford
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To the Editors:
M'ell done. High Ihfers. Your last
issue has gone to press and you have
edited your last bit of copy. Your
year’s work has been done faithfully and
well. It has been a pleasure and an
inspiration to work with you. “Ye have
kept the faith.”
Speaking of the G. H. S. Debating
Club, ain't it steiipin' out? I>ook:
Three days of debating in chapel.
Departmental work in I.atin, History,
and English department.
Debate on capital punishment at Court
House Monday, 8 p.m.
Banquet tonight.
Now the tale is told, and the race is run;
The end is come, and our work is done.
It’s all over but the shouting now, and
that will soon be over too. Back last fall
June -I looked mighty good to us, but
now that it is about here we’ve got a
kinda sneakin’ notion that we wouldn't
be at all averse to a few more months in
good ole G. H. S.
COPIED CLIPPINGS
IJttle things must be done and said
as accurately as big ones.—The DarJing-
tonian, Darlington School, Rome, Ga.
The success of the future college man
will dexiend on his ability to do things
and his technical cultural knowledge of
his profession.—The Hornet, Furman
University.
A real honor system makes one trust
himself, and wdien one is clean with his
conscience, he is most assuredly trusted
by the world at large.—The Brackety
Ack, Roanoke College, Salem, Va.
Friends drop away; hojoe flies beyond
the horizon; fortune turns her back. M^e
stand counting one, just one, the biggest
number a man can count.—The Darling-
toninn, Darlington School, Rome, Ga.
TID BITS
All too often the reward of unselfish
service is selfish censure.
If some of the questions on those Intel
ligence Tests were intelligent, then we
ain’t.
Xewman might add that “one kiss is
worth two promised ones'’ to his long
list of wise sayings.
VOTE
Saturday, the loth, the last day of
registration for the coming school elec
tion, saw a great deal of serious eft'ort
on the part of the high school students
to awaken the citizens of Greensboro to
the gravity of the situation that con
fronts them. And at the end of the day,
when the total registration was counted
up, it was apparent that this effort had
indeed secured tangible results.
However, the fact must not be for
gotten that this was only the first bar
rier crossed, only the first part of the
struggle successfully wrested from the
opposition. And if Greensboro is to be
saved from educational mediocrity, if it
is to be successfully demonstrated that
the forces of ignorance, even when
strengthened by the magic power of
money, can’t bluff G. H. S. out of her
fairly earned rights, why then we will
have to put forth every effort at our
command to get the people out to vote
Mav 25.
COLLEGE
Soon high school will only be a pleas
ant memory to most of us, and we will
go ont out into the future—mysterious,
unknown, as the future always is. And
like all unknown things, it holds a subtle
sort of menace as well as promise.
Some of us will continue our educa
tion in college, whde others will plunge
into the never-ending battle of business.
Of course, we all know that a college
education will give us much more effi
cient armor and ammunition for that
coming life-long battle, as brain power
and training are the factors of success
(■r non-success in life, and most of us
are accordingly making our plans to en
ter college, even though it entails some
pretty stiff sacrifices for the present.
But in either case now is an A No. 1
time for a good, thorough stock-taking
of ourselves. It would be well if our
habits, our companions, our estimate of
what realy matters were carefully scru
tinized, and if they failed to measure
up to standard were thoroughly over
hauled. For all of us are now build
ing for the future—building character,
forming habits, laying the foundation
for our lives—and no structure can be
stronger than its foundation.
The person who is “all there” spiritu
ally, mentally, socially, and physically is
the one who always makes the biggest
success—who is satisfied with himself in
his own sight and in the sight of his
Maker, which is after all the definition
of one who attains real success.
Right now, on the threshold of college,
is the time to think of these things. For
college may either make or break a man,
according to what he brings to it and
puts into it.
stamp which marks G. H. S. students.
Again, farewell. Seniors! May you
make each of your future lives a suc
cess. And as you tread the highways
and byways of life, may you always look
back and associate fond memories with
the recollections of your four years stay
as students of your Alma Mater, dear
old G. H. S.
GOOD LUCK
As we come to the end of the year
it is well to consider for a moment just
what the school has meant to us indi
vidually. We should be anxious to check
up on our investments. Some of us
may not be, however, for our invest
ments of time and effort have been
scanty. Others of us have played the
game fair and square and have reaped
reward therefrom. "M^on’t every student
make a mental check for himself and
profit by the result?
I have only this to say: May you be
satisfied with the year’s work and yet
not too satisfied; may you have a full
vacation and yet not too full; and may
you live each season in such a way that
at the end you may know that you have
lived it well.
Luck to you in your exams and in
your Commencement, and may you have
a ha]ipy, happy vacation !
C. 'VV. PiiiLLiFS, Principal
'W'ho said silence was golden? MT
have a faint idea that Watson’s men
thought so at least.
The new high school is realy near
enough to fight over. Did you all hear
G. H. S. let off steam in chapel on the
subject?
Some day disillusionment is the stuff
of dreams, but through the ages dreams
have always brought mankind nearest to
the divine.
John Paul Bart surely knew when op
portunity was knocking at his door in
that last scene—and he took it I For
details, interrogate George X'ewman, Jr.
'M'e understand that the Debating Club
offered its services on the platform for
the new high school and nine months
term.
The best is always supposed to come
WILLARD WATSON
Rare indeed are the instances when
one runs across a fellow who commands
friendship as well as respect, is always
a square shooter, stands for what he
knows to be right at all costs, and is
immune from the disease known as the
“swellhead.” Ofter one of these quali
ties is found in a person, less often two,
and now and then three, but very seldom
all four of them.
When the Student Body selected Wil
lard 'U’atson as their president last week,
they recognized him as one of the few
boj's who measured up to these four
qualifications. He has demonstrated them
time and again in the classroom and on
the athletic field since he came to Greens
boro High in the spring of 1924.
Willard has been star fullback on the
football team for two years, captaining
it the past season, has played on the
basketball team for two seasons, has
been a member of the baseball and track
.squads, and has taken a prominent part
in all school activities. His record as an
athlete and a good citizen is without
stain.
FAREWELL—SENIORS
Farewell, Seniors. But stay, we, the
members of the student body and the
faculty, wish to do more than to merely
bid you a cool and formal farewell. 'W’’e
wish to extend to you in a hearty p.H.S.
fashion, which is warm and sincere if
not formal, our most sincere congratu
lations and the hope that your future
life will be one continual success after
another. So here’s to you, seniors!
Your record as a class since you have
been students of the grand old institu
tion of learning has been a chain of one
grand achievement after another, a rec
ord that has seldom been marred by fail
ure. To even begin to tell you of your
wonderful accomplishments as students
would take volumes.
However, your records as a class can
be summed up in the words of mighty
Caesar to the eft'ect that you came, you
saw, you conquered. X"ot many words,
you may say. True, but in these few
short words there is contained enough
thought to cover every good record from
now until the end of time. You came
as a group of lowly grammar grade stu
dents to become students of old G.H.S.,
and members of the class of ’26. Be
sides receiving an insight into the hurry
and bustle of high school life, you saw
other things. You saw yourself master
ing new subjects, making new friends,
and, in short, becoming loyal students
of Greensboro High. You conquered not
only the essentials and rudiments of
math., Latin, history, and other sub
jects, but last of all you conquered your
selves. You made Greensboro abide by
the few simple rules of G. H. S. and
in doing this, there grew on you that
Eanbom B^eflectionss
By G. P. H.
Blind Wiley
He taps his way about the streets of
Greensboro every evening with his bun
dle of papers under his arm, does Blind
MJley. He is black as the proverbial
ace of spades—black as the darkness in
which he must always tap his way along,
since his eyes went on the blink.
But Wiley comes into the Record of
fice every evening and takes his seat on
the stejis leading to the news depart
ment, where he sits until the press starts
running and his papers are brought to
him. He begins singing—not a song of
sorrow, as his blindness, would seem to
call for—but such a melody as a plow-
hand sings as he exultingly strides across
the dewy fields in the early morning.
Happy? Yes, MJley is far happier than
most ot those who live comfortable lives
in bright surroundings, never cold, never
hungry, new rubbing against the raw
side of life, as he often does—and al
ways in the dark. But not always—
no, for Wiley says there is a great Power
behind it all who will set everything right
some day.
• The Measure of a Man
Any one of them was as big as three
of them. They were four big, husky
fellows, and he seemed a veritable dwarf
in comparison as he leaned against the
wall in the hall of the new building. It
was last week, when the campaigns for
Student Government President were at
their hottest. He had just put up a
prettily colored, neatly lettered banner
for his candidate. That was the reason
he watched them so closely, for they
were of the opposition.
Spying the banner, one of them walked
over to it, looked it over, and then jerked
it from the wall. Taking a jioster ad
vertising his own candidate from one
of his companions, he tacked it up in
the banner’s place.
The short one straightened up against
the wall and clenched his fists, his eyes
flashing. “You big cheeses, whatcha
think you’re doing? A dirty bunch of
bums, you are,” he yelled. One of them
made a grab at him, and he retreated
a safe distance down the hall.
“You little runt, go chase yourself be
fore we step on you,” one of them said
as they walked away laughing. Cau
tiously re-approaching, the little guy
watched their backs disappear through
the doorway. Then, standing on tiptoe,
he snatched the poster down and darted
through the other door.
A few hours later the same little fel
low slowly strolled into the hall of the
new building. "With a sigh he pulled
the poster—the opposition poster—from
under his coat and tacked it back on
the wall. Then he strolled away whistling.
It took a big man to do that. Physi
cal size means little. It’s what’s inside
that counts.
The Revival
In New York, London, Paris, Berlin,
those who possess the means will flock to
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