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GOLDSBORO HI NEWS
November 10, 1944
Goldsboro Hi News
Published eight times a year by the journalism
class of Goldsboro High School, Goldsboro,
N. C. Members of the International Quill and
Scroll Society and Columbia Scholastic Press
Association.
Volume XVIII
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EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor Jean Pyatt, ’45
News Editor Anne Stowe, ’45
Editorial Editor Gatsey Butler, ’45
Sports Editor Gloria Gurganus, ’45
Picture Editor Zeno Spence, ’45
Alumni Editor Helen Winslow, ’45
Exchange Editors Jean Powell, Nell Cook, ’45
Feature Editor., Harriette Thompson, ’45
Reporters Charles Frick, Harry Lane, ’45
BUSINESS STAFF •
Business Manager Bill Shrago, ’45
Ad Manager , Frances Tew, ’45
Asst. Ad Manager Barbara Denise, ’45
Circulation Manager Mary Gardner Pate, ’45
Adviser Mr. Eugene Roberts
Subscription, 50 cents a year. Advertising rates
50 cents per column inch for a single-issue ad,
special rates on ad contracts.
Entered as second-class matter October 26,
1931, at the postoffice at Goldsboro, N. C.,
under the act of March 3, 1879.
We Honor
Hi News Objectives
The staff of the Goldsboro Hi News
wishes to express its sincere apprecia
tion to every student and teacher in
GHS for backing the Hi News circula
tion drive, supporting your newspaper
drive and buying activity tickets.
In doing so we want to promise you
the very best Hi News possible. In
crder to do this, we have set up the
following goals for the year:
(1) To support all school and com
munity projects.
(2) To serve the Student Associa
tion to the best of our ability.
(3) To continue a picture history of
all school activities.
_ , Jean Pyatt
Editor-in-chief
SA President- Speaks
To the students of GHS:
As every student knows, cooperation
is the key to the success of any organ
ization. In our Student Association we
must all strive together in order to
make our school go forward. There
should be no such thing in our school
as saying, “Let the other fellow do it”
. . . everyone must do his share, and in
this way, we shall accomplish and
overcome all obstacles that we might
meet this year.
In the past years our Student Asso
ciation has been one of which we may
be proud; it is now our task to carry
on where the others, who have gone be
fore us, left off. We must not fail now!
And with the cooperation of both stu
dents and faculty, we will not fail!
Here’s to a successful year!!
Elizabeth Myatt,
SA President, ’44-’45
Teen-age Club
Do you remember that swell Teen
age dance last Friday night? Pepsis,
doughnuts, candy, pocorn, etc.! That
whizzer of a band was really a novelty
in our Teen-age Club . . . we’ll be ask
ing for more of it, boys!
About three weeks ago, members of
the executive board met to discuss the
seriousness of the lack of interest in the
club. They presented their problem to
the students of Miss Garner’s and Miss
Gordner’s sociology classes, hoping that
some way could be found to revive the
Teen-age Club. Through discussions by
the Teen-agers themselves. Interest was
aroused, and work began, slowly at
first, but the results were fine. For
Peggy Blalock
That cute I’l redheaded girl with a
welcoming smile always on her face
and an ever-helping hand, is Peggy
Blalock, born in Asheville on March 7,
1929, and moved to Goldsboro at the
age of three.
That blue-eyed senior was vice- pres
ident of the Junior Class and, as one of
the few Juniors who were chairmen of
SA committees, she headed the Library
Committee. She takes part in various
classroom activities and almost inev
itably volunteers for practically any
thing that comes her way. Along with
this is her competence and willingness
to work.
One of those many Tommy Dorsey
fans, she could listen to “Always”—
just about always. (Who couldn’t?)
Ingrid Bergman and Gary Cooper rank
tops in the movies with Peggy and she
simply LOVES chocolate—in the form
of cakes, candies, etc. (Wonder if she
can find any these days?)
As yet, Peggy hasn’t announced her
life’s ambition, but we know that hard
work plus unusual abilities will take a
person a great distance—so go to it,
Peggy! We know you’ll succeed!
Any morning you will find Peggy in
the office, going cheerfully about her
work—a perfect example of her sweet
disposition.
several afternoons when anyone passed
the club, he probably saw teen-agers
hard at work, raking out the dust that
had accumulated during the long va
cancy. The, appearance proved that '
somebody did some work!
All the fun hasn’t ended yet. . . that
is, if you are willing to keep the club
going. It might even be possible to have
a larger building, where there will be
more types of recreation ... if we stand
together and build a greater club than
we have now, since it is full of vast
opportunities. Friday night was only a
beginning . . . the things that we might
do are left up to every teen-ager . . .
and you can do them if you will!
As you probably know by now, the
Teen-age Club is open this week-end
for your pleasure and enjoyment. It is
open to all of you teen-agers who
“don’t have anything to do” . . . you
may dance, listen to records, or, to
catch up on the latest “gossip”, jabber
with your friends, whom you’ll more
likely see there than anywhere in
town.
The Teen-age Club is open for you!
Let’s keep it built up so that the whole
town can say, “We’re proud of our teen
agers.”
LID LIFTERS
We lift our lids to:
The cast of “Out of the Darkness”.
Their splendid performance at the tea
cher’s meeting on October 12 has merit
ed them an invitation to present it at
the state teacher’s meeting in Raleigh
next April.
Miss Gordner’s sociology class for
their swell leadership in the drive to
have every GHS student and T;itizen of
Wayne county x-rayed for TB.
The Recreation Committee for pro
viding a room for use during lunch
periods, and for providing dance music.
The Cheering Squad for their consist-
ant loyalty to the team and school.
Those yells are swell!
Preston O’Neil Ragan
Preston O’Neil Ragan, alias Neil, an
other of the sixteen year-olds born in
Goldsboro in 1928 (June 19, to be ex
act), bears the nickname of “Rooster.”
His high school activities have in
cluded serving as co-chairman of the
Athletic Committee last year and the
chairman of Uptown Publicity Com
mittee for the Junior Play, and to prove
his ability, he continues as chairman of
the Athletic Committee this year. He
has been approved recently as the new
Business Manager of the Goldmasquers,
another job requiring outstanding qual
ities. “Rooster” has been an officer in
several of his homerooms and class
rooms,
Neil’s favorite sport happens to be
football, and Italian spaghetti along
with banana pudding (what a combina
tion!) rate tops with him. Marilyn
Maxwell and Tyrone Power make
movies interesting for him while Tom
my Dorsey and “ ‘Til Then” come first
along the musical line.
Although his likes are numerous,
Neil’s dislikes are few. They include
prissy girls (Be on the alert, gals) and
homework (!)
Neil plans to study medicine at Caro
lina if Uncle Sam doesn’t knock at his
door first. Good luck, Neil.
Our Challenge
Students of GHS, we face a greater
challenge this year than ever before in
buying war bonds and stamps. Possibly
you think that the war will soon be over
and you need not buy as many as you
used to buy ... but after careful con
sideration, don’t you think you’re
wrong? The more we buy, the more
guns, tanks, ammunition, and planes we
can send against the enemy; the force
will be greater and the fight will be
over sooner.
We are not giving our money away,
but we are only lending to our govern
ment at 'a fair rate of interest. Why
should we mind buying war bonds and
stamps if we get more than double for
our money?
Let’s remember that more than two-
hundred and fifty graduates of GHS
are now in the armed forces. What a
grand feeling they would have if they
knew GHS were backing them up 100
per cent while they are fighting.
In the past years through our selling
of war bonds, we have had the priv
ilege of flying the war bond flag, pre
sented to us by the U. S. Treasury
Department. If we want to keep this
flag flying beneath “Old Glory”, we
must have at least ninety per cent stu
dent participation each month. Come
on students, let’s raise our flag and
keep it raised the whole year long!
Borrowed Bits
We open this month’s little bundle
of joy with a poem by the great master,
Shortguy. To wit.
A danca
A data
Perchanca
Out lata
A classa
A quizza.
No passa
Gee whizza!
“Sooner Sprirt”,
Central High,
Oklahoma City, Okla.
LITERARY LIGHTS
James Hilton, British author of Lost
Horizon now living in Hollywood, is
considered one of the most outstanding
contemporary authors in the world. He
has been described by critics as a sensi
tive and imaginative writer and the
public at large likes his work because it
is so warm and human.
Lost Horizon, first printed in 1933,
is one of Mr. Hilton’s first successes.
Among his more well-known books are
Lost Horizon, Goodbye Mr. Chips,
Without Armor, and Random Harvest,
all of which have been filmed.
Born at Leigh in Lancashire, Eng
land, Mr. Hilton is forty-four years old.
He received a degree in English and
history from Christ’s College, Cam
bridge, in 1921.
Mr. Hilton is married and has been
living in this country since 1940 where
he writes short stories between novels.
—Jean Powell
Shangri-la, monastery of longevity,
where there is no pressure of time,
the thin air of the mountain summit
has a “dream-like texture” to match
the “porcelain blue” of the sky. Be
yond are the snow slopes of Karakal,
highest mountain in the world. Air with
clean, priceless quality of “rarefied”
silver makes the temple of Shangri-la
more mythlike.
The monastery is reached by a steep
ascent up the side of a nearly perpen
dicular mountain pass. Up into the clear
sunshine lovely, and exquisite in the
golden sunHght, is the lamasery “a
half incredible sight.”
Beyond is the valley of the Blue
Moon and everywhere is the spirit of
happiness and contentment, a feeling
as if time were unimportant; things
can be done in the next decade as well
as now. No hurry, no rush, no worry,
just unending Time in the mountains
of Shangri-la . . . —Jean Powell.
The clash of opposing forces in the
novel, Lost Horizon, is very evident.
Conway is the type of man who is per
fectly happy at Shangri-la, for it is to
him everything that is happiness and
contentment. He is the only type of
man that could appreciate such per
fection, for he was a man who loved
peace and serenity.
Having suffered much mental and
physical strain during World War I,
Conway was glad to have rest at
Shangri-la. Mr. Barnard and Miss
Brinklow were more than willing to
stay, but only partly because of the
enchantment of Shangri-la; for it was
a perfect hideout for Mr. Barnard, alias
Chalmers Bryant, the great stock mar
ket swindler, and an excellent place
for a missionary like Miss Brinklow to
convert people, as she felt she was
sent there by Povidence.
The opposition to all this preference
for the lamasary was, of course, Malli-
son. There is always one who can’t
conceive perfection and cannot quite
see through to the underlying meaning
and purpose and therefore complains
blindly. This was Mallison. He was
young, nervous, impatient, impetuous,
and entirely cynical on the whole set
up at Shangri-la. He had loved ones in
England and was completely happy
the outside woirld. His blindness to its
beauty was the disruption of the whole
beauty and perfection of Shangri-la.
—Pete McDowell