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LISTEN
Let’s go to Harry Don
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fellow, he’s certainly showing
snappy stuff!
Where is his place
Just across from the Jeffer
son Building, 104 North Elm
street.
LINDSAY LOU’S
NEWS
Mr. Peel Speaks to Students
of the Lindsay Street School
By Carlton Wilder
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On Tuesday, September 16, the High
School students who are temporarily at
tending Lindsay Street school were gath
ered together in chapel for the first time
this fall, to hear an inspiring program
that made a deep impression on the
minds of those present.
Miss Killingsworth, dean of girls at
Greensboro High School, first made a
few announcements and then turned the
program over to Rev. Mr. L. B. Hayes,
pastor of the Park Place Methodist Epis
copal church in this city. Mr. Hayes
conducted a brief devotional service and
then introduced the speaker for the oc
casion, Rev. Mr. Peel.
Mr. Peel spoke on “The Dimensions of
Life.” “A community,” said he, “will
have the same dimensions that its citi
zens have. If a town is inhabited by
foursquare people, it will be foursquare
also. In every person’s life there should
be three dimensions—length, breadth and
height. No life is comiilete or worth-
wdiile that is not developed equally in the
three dimensions. By the length of a
man’s life I do not mean the length of
his life in years, for some men live more
in a year than others do in a lifetime.
The length of a person’s life is deter
mined by the amount of work he does
along the particular line for which he
is fitted. The breadth is determined by
the amount of branching-out he does;
that is, how much of a part he takes in
all movements for the good of his com
munity. By the height of a person is
meant his upreach towmrd God, and this,
of course, is a very important phase of
life,—one which is indispensable. The
person whose life is developed equally
in all these dimensions is the one whose
life is really worth while, a credit to the
community in which he lives.”
At the conclusion of Mr. Peel’s talk
the students were dismissed to their re
spective rooms, each inspired and uplift
ed, and in the heart of each, we may
suppose, there was a determination to
follow the splendid advice they had been
listening to.
wuiys willing to listen. When you
asked about so and so, I want you to
say, ‘1 know" this,’ and tell just what you
know. If you boys will never shield dis-
honesy but let other peojile know you are
down on it, w"e will have less of it.
Above all, let us be honest and fair.
Honesty is the finest trait of character
in anybodj" and is required in all gen
tlemen.”
In concluding, Mr. Edwards said, “This
platform w"e w"ant all of you to stand
for and fight for, because we know it is
the best for you.”
Travels of the Prodigal Son in
Search of the Promised
Land.
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[Being a series of sermons delivered by
Rev. Brer Rabbit to the brederin and
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By Claude McIver
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Mr. Edwards Presents the
Platform for Coming Year
By J. D. McNairy, Jr.
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EDWARDS IS INTRODUCED
TO CENTRAL HI STUDENTS
IN FIRST CHAPEL MEETING
(Continued from Page One)
At the conclusion of Mr. Edwards’
message Mr. Archer introduced Glenn
Gildersleeve, of last year’s faculty, and
Henry Grady Miller, a new member of
the music department of the Greensboro
schools. In singing two solos, “Give a
Man a Horse, He Can Ride,” and “Gray
Days,” Mr. Miller won the admiration of
the entire audience with his splendid bar
itone voice.
These songs aroused memories of by
gone days in Mr. Archer’s mind to such
a degree that he jumped to his feet and
bubbled out that he still liked love songs,
and even recited a flowery poem about
“a kiss.”
At a meeting of the boys in the Lind
say Street School auditorium on Thurs
day, September 11, Mr. Edwards spoke
on “Our Platform.”
“Each of the three great political par
ties have just met,” he said, “and each
has adopted a jilatform upon which they
will do battle in the coming camjiaign.
“This morning we wish to adopt a plat
form for our school for the year. It
will contain just four planks. Some of
you will not believe in the first plank,
but you will be in the minority. There
are alwaj"S a few people dissatisfied—a
few kickers—but they never get any
where.
“'I’he first plank in our platform,” the
speaker continued, “is hard work and
plenty of it. We are here for that pur
pose. If we were not going to work
your parents would not be paying taxes
to support this school; the teachers would
not be here; and I would have no busi
ness here. So all of us are going to do
some hard work, as it is our purpose for
being here.
“The second plank of our platform is
good fellowship. We want a group of
pupils and a teacher jilaced together who
enjoy being with one another and work
ing together.
“Our third plank is high ideals. We
should always have something higher to
strive for and a definite goal in life.
“Cooperation is our fourth. We have
worked out what we know is the best
course of study for you and are sure
you are willing to follow it. We want
you to be frank with us, as we will be
with you. If you think you have been
done an injustice, tell us so. If you
have a request to make about a certain
thing, feel free to ask it, as we are al-
Brederin an’ Sistern:
Ah takes mah tex’ from Rebolutions
1776: “An’ de prodigal son smat his ole
man on de end ob his smeller and there
upon takes his depahture in search ob de
promised land.”
De prodigal son went gaily down de
road to Jericho singing, “I ain’t agonna
be treated dis a way.” An’ de Lord call
de prodigal son an’ say, “Samuel.” An’
de prodigal son turn aroun’ but he don’t
see nobody, so he go on a-feelin’ sorter
skeert. An’ de Lord call agin an’ say,
“Samuel,” an’ Samuel look hehind his-
se’f and dar was a bush a-burnin’. So
Samuel tuk out a cigarette and walks
up to de bush to light it. And de Lord
sez from out’n de bush, “Samuel, whyfo’
you do lak you been a-doin’? Go to de
city ob Jericho and sing de song ob de
angels seben times and den go an’ knock
on de doo’ ob de king’s still house. When
de doo’ open go in an’ ketch de fust
chicken you sees and bring hit out befo’
de gates and frow him agin de wall an’
de walls will fall.” And de Lord gib
Samuel a watch-fob wid de ten com
mandments on hit and tol’ him to git
goin’.
So de prodigal son done all dis, but
a telegram pole fell acrost de prodigal
son but it never hurt him. It jes’ broke
de ten commandments.
Eberything was just lak de Lord sed
it would be, but de Lord didn’t say
nothin’ ’bout de lion’s den an’ de prodi
gal son fell in one.
.4n’ Samuel pray fo’ de Lord to take
him out’n dar, and while he wuz prayin’
a hand wrote on de wall fo’ Samuel to
come fourth, but Samuel caint count kase
he aint neber been to no school, en he
come fo’th an’ mighty nigh losin’ his life,
but de beautiful Pocahuntas pray fo’
him and ’scapes to Egyp’.
Now Egyp’ was pow’ful hot dem days.
Hit wuz so hot dat mud pies turned to
brick-bats an’ de hens laid hard-hoiled
eggs.
One day de prodigal son made light-
bread in de sun parlor an’ he lef’ it dar
till it turned to toast. De prodigal son
didn’t like dis, so he plant a watermelon
vine on de sun parlor, but te tadpoles
done eat it up, but dat don’t bother
Samuel none ’cause he makes pies out’n
de tadpoles.
De skeeters lak to hab et him up till
he put on his coat ob 57 colors and
skeered ’em away.
Den Faro ax Samuel ef he wrote de
’Pistles ob Paul, an’ Samuel sez he neber
wrote dat, but when he cross de Dead
Sea he wrote a song called “Nobody
Knows How Dead I Am.” Now dat
won’t so, kase in de fust place Moses
done wrote dat song an’ Samuel wrote de
’Pistles.
Now de Imrd turn Samuel into a pil
lar ob salt. An’ David come and pushed
him into de sea and a whale swallered
him.
Now while de whale is digestin’ de
prodigal son we is gonna take de oft'er-
Ah hopes brudder Aaron has got a
suppender button dis mo’nin’ kase I has
done lost one o’ mine.
De nex’ week’s sermon will be some
mo’ ’bout de prodigal son atter he done
’scapes f’om de whale.
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