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HIGH LIFE
February 17, 1928
HIGH LIFE
Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of
The Greensboro High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded by the Class of ’21
Charter
Member
March
1925
Entered as Second-Class Matter at the
Post Oflice, Greensboro, N. C.
STAFF
Managing Editor . . . Dick Burroughs
Editor J. D. McNairy
Business Manager Ed Davant
Ass’t Business Mgr. . . . . Jack Kleemeir
Associate Editors
Henry Biggs
Emma Griffin
Carlton Wilder
Louis Brooks
Clyde Norcom
John M. Brown
Assistant Editors
Elvie Hope Irene McFadyen
Margaret Britton Margaret Betts
Art Editors
Ed Turner William Troxell
Typists
Virginia Simmons Ruth Stinnett
Jules Squires
Reporters
Mary L, Underwood Daphne Hunt
Margaret Kernodle Doris Hogan
Carl Lane Brown Helen Miles
Mary H. Robinson Eugenia Isler
Rose Goodwin Douglas Long
Douglas Cartland Albert Lindy
Faculty Advisers
Mrs. Mary S. Ashford
Mrs. Alma G. Coletrane
Miss Nell Chilton
One of the joys of being a
senior: you get to take the long in
telligence tests which reveal one’s
lack of intelligence.
It seems that John had quite a
time making it burn. But under
the circumstances things ought to
have been rather warm.
If the debaters don’t settle the
question of farm relief, at least
some other school will relieve us of
the Ay cock cup.
At least one thing good about the
tests: we missed three classes.
One advantage of the new pub
lications room: there is a better
view of the college from up there
and at the same time music from
the first floor floats up.
The New President
Aside from the long list of hon
ors that Dick received before be
coming president of the senior
class, he has been one of our ^‘un
official” workers on the paper;
that is, he drops in to chat a ivhile
and we put him to work.
We wish the classes every success
in putting out the next issues of
the paper; however, we warn them
that it is not an easy job. You
just sort of have to get the “hang
of it” and then it comes easy.
As one of our contributors says
he can produce so many pages of
“bull” (it’s his own term for
“copy”) in a given length of time
he has become so used to it.
“The bone twisters and leather
pushers have made their appear
ance at the high school,” writes a
contemporary. Sounds like a pack
ing house! However, it really is
packed for that matter.
While regret is expressed over
the decision of the senior president
to resign, the members of the class
feel that they have a most capable
man in Dick Douglas, who succeeds
to the presidency. He is experi
enced in the work, having been
president of his class during the
last semester of his junior year.
As a leader Dick has had few
equals in high school life; a more
versatile person is not to be found
in school. He has distinguished
himself in many branches of work;
he has participated in sports,
music, dramatics, literary work,
and has received the highest honors
in scout work.
Perhaps no person in school has
as many friends as he; his keen
sense of humor and pleasing per
sonality have made him a welcome
member of a|ny organization or
group. His presence at a gather
ing of students always livens up
things.
One cannot describe him truth
fully without seeming to be over
prejudiced in his favor. He has
won his way into the hearts of his
classmates as few other students
have ever done. He is most cap
able in every respect. We wish
him the greatest success in his new
office.
The Convention
Get Acquainted
Someone said that there were
only four hundred people in New
York who were of any importance,
so 0. Henry wrote “The Four Mil
lion.”
There are in O. H. S. something
over twelve hundred students.
Some small portion of this number
rise to a position of comparative
fame; at any rate, everybody in
school knows who they are, and
most everybody knows them by
sight.
There are a lot of students, how
ever, who never become generally
known, and who most likely never
know very many folks. There’s
nothing the matter with these peo
ple, they make perfectly good
friends, but just the same they re
main comparatively obscure. This
is a general situation. In conse
quence, the school lacks that at
mosphere of fellowship which
should pehvade the campus and
class-room life.
Let’s get out and meet these
folks; let’s become better ac
quainted. It doesn’t cost anything
and may prove decidedly helpful.
Why not try to know all of the
twelve hundred? Of course this
can’t be done literally, but at least
we can know a lot more students
than we do. Let’s try it.
A Modern Trend
The delegates who attend the
Columbia Interscholastic Press As
sociation’s convention this year in
New York representing our publi
cations will not come home bearing
cups or shields as prizes which
the papers have won; no cups are
being given; honors are to be won,
but not prizes.
Officials in charge of the con
vention have realized the utter im
possibility of picking one paper
out of the hundred or more sub
mitted and saying that that one is
the best one published, as good
papers differ only by very fine
points which are hardly discern-
able. Yet they also realize that
there are certain high standards
of journalism which a paper or
magazine can measure up to. So
this year there will be ribbons
awarded to the ranking publica
tions in the several classes.
There will not be one paper
selected and awarded the ribbon
for being the best, but a group of
publications in each class, as many
as deserve it, will be awarded a
blue ribbon if they are among the
best submitted, a red ribbon if they
are among the next best, and a
white ribbon if they are among the
third best. In this way high stan
dards in many papers will be
recognized and honored instead of
merely commending three papers
which are chosen by intangible
qualities.
We wish to offer no alibi if our
publications do not win an award
of any ribbon. Yet we would like
the fact known that this year we
are entering class A, which includes
all schools with an enrollment of
1,000 or more. Heretofore we have
been competing with schools that
have less than 1,000 students but
more than 500. We have high
hopes of winning honors; however,
if we do not, we will not be dis
appointed.
A comparison of the number of
students taking elective subjects
now and the number who took
those same subjects several years
ago reveals interesting changes in
the high school student’s choice.
We are told that higher mathe
matics is gaining greatly in popu
larity as witnessed by the fact that
all the sections (were filled this
semester. Latin is diminishing in
popularity. It seems that the stu
dents have chosen to get the disci
plinary value of Latin from the
study of math and to forego the
aesthetic and cultural value of the
classic language for more practical
things. Students are realizing the
value higher math will be to them
in college.
Also there has been a great in
crease in the percentage of stu
dents taking the sciences, particu
larly physics and chemistry. This
reveals the tendency of the age to
make everything scientific.
Perhaps the greatest increase has
been in the number of students
taking commercial subjects; this
semester was limited only by the
facilities which were available. The
greatest rush was for the typing
classes. Thus the pupils are realiz
ing the necessity of being prepared
before going out into the business
world.
It seems that the swing is de
cidedly toward scientific subjects
and those that will be of most
value in college. The warning of
those who have gone before unpre
pared is not falling on deaf ears.
The modern battle cry: On to
New York!
Lillie Red School Hou.se^
(Sh'^hLly PackecQ
EDUCATING THE EDITOR
Wanta’ get off for a party?
See Miss Mitchell.
Did you skip?
See Miss Mitchell.
Miss Mitchell is the student’s friend,
especially the girls’ friend. When you
need help in any way—see Miss
Mitchell. She is always willing and
glad to see you. If you have no one
to share your troubles with—see her.
She can always find a way. Her duty
is to advise and help the students in
any way, and she is ready to aid—so
see Miss Mitchell with a smile!
It was an insignificant fact to most
people to read of the death of Thomas
Hardy, the greatest English writer of
modern times. Insignificant to them
because they, more than likely, did not
realize who he was or what place he
held in the world. Hardy’s novels
have not been the best sellers of the
day nor the most popular; he was not a
writer to appeal to the great majority.
He is totally unknown to those who
breeze over the popular third rate fic
tion, read the ftishionable magazines,
and call themselves well read. He
appeals to those too few people who
read literature for its own sake, who
find in it something more than mere
pastime, who seek an understanding of
life through the study of characters
created by the brain of a master mind.
No person can call himself well in
formed or well educated who is not
thoroughly familiar with Hardy’s
work. He stands at the peak of mod
ern achievement in literature. His
creations are so perfect that they will
forever remain a model to all ages.
It was given to Hardy to live the
full span of a lifetime. He has de
voted his time to literature for over
60 years; his philosophy has become
seasoned with the wisdom of age; yet
it has become essentially unchanged
from the time he began writing. His
deep insight into human nature places
him among the very few writers who
have ever seemed to get down to the
real life underneath the surface; who
have written of things so vital we can
say that they represent universal life.
Loved and honored by a world that
had come to recognize his ability, he
passed on to England’s illustrious com
pany of immortals. It seems a tragedy
that one with such a mind and intel
lect as he possessed should ever grow
old and the heart refuse to function.
for assuredly the remark was not
couched in very poetic language.
Not only is the high school student
accused of not thinking, but the accu
sation is made of the whole modern
world. Most of us, it is said, only day
dream and think we are thinking. At
least we deceive ourselves into the
opinion that we have master thoughts
passing through our brains.
Then the thought occurs to us, or
rather the phrase re-occurs, that life
is a comedy to those who think and a
tragedy to those who feel, as it has
been said by some person. Yet few of
us feel much except when a pin sticks
us or some absent-minded student
leaves a thumb tack in our desk; thus
we conclude that life is a tragedy, es
pecially since we have felt so keenly.
Most of us just are; we neither think
about it nor contend about it, nor feel
about it; it is; so be it.
One session room was having a meet
ing to elect new officers. The old
chairman rose and took charge, saying,
“Well, I guess you all know that I
have expired as your president.” From
the back of the room came a voice.
Ale you speaking from the grave
now?”
One teacher told her class that it is
contended that high school students do
not think. One guilty student rose
with the remark, “I don’t see why it
is contended; I thought it was a known
fact. Perhaps, as the old saying goes,
there is more truth than poetry in it.
Yes, sir, we’re going to New York.
We’re gonna march right up there and
let the irvorld know who we are. We’re
gonna see the sights, take in the show-s,
and attend the convention. We’re
gonna be educated, as they say travel
ing is educational. At least we will
spend money and make an attempt.
Of course, when we enter the dear
old city we won’t expect a welcome
like Lindbergh’s, nor do we think that
all the traffic jam, and people, sky
scrapers, subways, and such are goiug
to stop one minute for us or even no
tice our presence, but just the same
we are goiug to greet the old city wdth
a cheer for w’e’ve always wanted to
see it and pay it our respects. We’re
accompiishing an old ambition: to
travel to the great melting iDot of the
world.
We probably won’t have a trip like
Halliburton’s; at least we don’t expect
to fall in love over once or twice during
the short stay. We’ll not beat our way
on the railroads like he alleges he did
in India; the only reason we won’t
is we fear we couldn’t get away with
it. We won’t climb the Wool worth
from the outside at night or do stunts
on top of the Statue of Liberty. We’ll
not even try to sneak by the police-
naent at the subway stations. We are
going to take it tame; we don’t ex
pect to startle Greenwich Village or
even get taken into the brotherhood of
artists while we’re there.
However, just the same we’re gonna
see New York; we’re gonna do it up
large.
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