VOL, I
The Lexhipep
Published by the Students of Lexington High School
LEXINGTON, N. C., MAY 25, 1922
No. 8
THE FETURE op THE FACULTY.
WHAT A SOUTH CAROLINIAN
THINKS OP LEXINGTON.
A FANCY.
Ruth Owen. ’24.
Day after day as we look into the
faces of our teachers we wonder
what the future holds for them. Will
they always he as they are today, or
will they become men and women of
great renown? After much ponder
ing we have come to the conclusion
that their future will be as follows:
Mr. Cowles will he professor in
some great school in Tennessee where
half the day will be used for teach
ing the pupils manners.
Mr. Grissom’s name will be put
in Algebras ranking with Pythagoras
and Rene Descartes as the greatest
mathematician at all times.
Miss Brown will be editor of the
Literary Digest and will make the
teaching of it compulsory in all high
schools.
Miss Cassell will go to Italy, where
she will marry a Caeser and together
they will rebuild Rome as it was in
ancient times.
Miss Bessie May Walker will dis
cover a gaseous mixture which may
be used in the school room to reduce
noise.
Miss Ware will be trying to' teach
our grandchildren what she has been
unable to teach us, naJmely, to keep
quiet.
Miss Lula Walker will enter Bar-
num and Bailey circus as a snake
charmer.
Miss Wilson will become an author
of great renown. Her chief work
will be a book entitled “Courtesy to
Your Teacher.”
Mr. LePevre will be a great band
master. His star pupils will be Troy
Strange, Herbert W’aters and Martha
Burkhead.
Sidney Holmes, ’24.
I wonder how many citizens of
Lexington realize in what a pretty
city they live? A person coming here
for the first time thinks that it is
lovely and thoroughly charming.
The streets are bordered every
where by beautiful maples, something
that is entirely unknown in parts of
South Carolina, where maples are
rare and regarded as very great
prizes, if one happens to have one.
Under the trees, along the sidewalks
and in the yards blue-grass grows.
It makes the landscape quite a con
trast to the nut and wire grasses
that grow in South Carolina. An
other thing that adds to the attractive
ness of Lexington is the streets. There
are miles of smooth pavement which
makes riding a great pleasure.
Above all these things is the fact
that the people seem to take a pride
in beautifying their homes and in
making Lexing|ton ain attractive
place in which to live. All cities
cannot boast of such citizens as these
and such a city as this.
WHO’S WHO IN L. H. S.
Miss Wilson had brought two boys
into the ninth Latin room. Miss
Walker was holding the study period.
One boy: “Miss Walker, wh^ did
Miss Wilson bring us in here.”
Miss Walker: “For punishment I
suppose.” (The ninth Latin doesn’t
feel bad at all.)
Most Briliant Girl—^Martha Bragaw.
Most Influential Boy—Bob Sink.
The Old Maid—(Mildred Conrad.
Most Silent Student—^Mary Hedrick.
Faculty Sport—^Mr. Grissom.
School Sissy—Sister Zimmerman.
Biggest Flatterer—Elizabeth Myers.
Bossiest Student—Aileen Kirkman.
Most Studious Boy—Joe Conrad.
Most Studious Girl—Mary N. Evans.
Biggest Eater—Frank Tysinger.
Most Kiddish—Bob LeFevre.
Most Frivolous—Katherine Kale.
Most Stubborn Student—Bill Barr.
Least Studious—Doc Leonard.
Most Courteous—Richard Philips.
Best All-round Girl—Prances Walser.
Martha Bragaw, ’24.
A child while resting from her play.
Saw, o’er the hills so far away.
The summer sun, as it hun,g in the
west
Like a ball of fire, before going to
rest.
Said he, “I must have that orange
ball;
I’ll have it and play with it most of
all.”
So he started out in his childish way
And hurried along till the end of day.
Then he lay down to rest under a tree
“For when the morning dawns,” said
he,
“I’ll take my ball when I’ve climbed
the hill.”
Then he went to sleep, and the night
was still.
But when the morning came and he
opened his eyes.
He looked up to see the ball in the
skies.
But the sun was in the east, far away
And over the hills, was heralding day.
And so it is with our golden dreams—
They’re always just within reach, it
seems;
But when we stretch out our hand—
Oh! then
We find that we must start all over
again.
JUST A WORD IN LExWING
‘L. II. S.
If it happens it’s in the Lexhipep-
Mr Cowles has a new suit.
Mary Noble Evans, ’22
Commencement is coming soon—
Too soon for some I fear,
vVe haven’t done all ’hat we could—
If we had only one more year.
Of course, none of us know much,
W’e feel it more every day,
If sooner we’d thought of this.
We would have done better we say.
Now, we go, since our work is thru,
Not grieving o’er things passed by.
But hoping that each one of you
Will do better as moments fly.