Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of
The Greej^sboro High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded by the Class of ’21
Editor-in-Ghief Lois Dorsett
Associate Editor Elizabeth Stone
Associate Editor Alfred Dixon
Junior Associate Editor Helen Felder
Junior Associate Editor Georgia Stewart
Jr. Assoc. Editor Charlotte Van Noppen
Athletic Editor Virginia Jackson
Athletic Editor Elizabeth Darling
Athletic Editor Clarence Stone
Alumni Editor Virginia McClamroch
Literary Editor Martha Broadhurst
Exchange Editor Virginia Jackson
Assignment Editor Helen Forbis
Assignment Editor Moyer Sink
Scoop Editor J. D. McNairy
Typist Editor Virginia Bain
Typist Editor Bernice Henley
Typist Editor Walter Smalley
Typist Editor Beatrice Williams
Business Manager Byron Sharpe
Asst. Business Mgr P. B. Whittington
Circtdation Manager Martha Broadhurst
Faculty Head Miss Inabelle Coleman
Faculty Adviser Mr. W. R. Wunsch
Faculty Adviser Miss Geraldine Kelly
Faculty Adviser Miss Mary Wheeler
High Life is the best high school paper
in North Carolina—at least it was last
year. We know, because to the High
Life was given the George Stevens lov
ing cup. It has just reached us, and
we are proud of it.
To a man who is interested enough in
school newspapers to offer a loving cup
for the best one, we are very grateful.
He has given it through the University
of North Carolina, and to that institu
tion we are, also, grateful.
Perhaps most of all we appreciate the
work of last year’s High Life staff.
They worked faithfully and hard. They
did the most to make High Life an ex
Let us, too, do our part. Let’s make
our paper better, even, than it was last
year. If everybody will not be bashful,
and will contribute his best, we are sure
to do it.
of promise, on that eventful night three
wise men carried to the lowly bed their
gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh.
With reverend adoration they knelt be
fore His simple throne, worshipping in
silent awe the ineffable gift of God’s only
Son, sent as the Redeemer of all man
Upon this Christmas day, like those
wise men of old, we too approach our
Lord with sacred gifts. Before His glor
ious throne with reverential awe we
place the frankincense of our affections,
the myrrh of human kindness, and the
precious gold of our lives and our hearts.
As thus Thy courts we tread, look
down, oh. King of Men, and search our
hearts! Accept these gifts, we pray, in
the name of Him who gave His life for
us; Whose birth we lovingly commemo
rate upon this Christmas day.
Honor is the best government. All the
relations of man involve honor. With
out it, business on the present great
scale could not exist, without it we could
depend on nothing. The alternative of
honor would be force. No government
by force could be just. Therefore, hon
or must be the best government. But
could people live in their proper rela
tions or their own honor? Some people
have none. Honor could not be tbe only
ruler of a people. Our government must
have something besides honor. It must
provide for the honor lacking in some
people. It is like the theory that an
archy is the best government depend
ing solely on the honesty and honor of
its people, without power, would be
about as practicable as one depending on
the good citizenship of its people, with
Friend, Romans, countrymen and fac
ulty, lend me your ears (clean ones pre
ferred) ; being this the holiday season,
in which everybody enjoys the holidays,
I will, to the best of my ability, slip
you some plain and fancy advice on
where and how to spend the aforesaid
Well, to begin with, if you are count
ing on spending the holidays away from
your domicile, always pick an uncle or
aunt or some other relative who pos
sesses a lot of jack and who is free
with it. This always makes the stay
interesting. Now, if you prefer to hon
or your own home by your honorable
presence (this is best in case your sis
ter is entertaining some swell college
girls) you may do so.
Next, what you should eat during the
holidays. Well, I most always introduce
a large number of groceries to my face
during this period but this year I plan
not to eat so much. Now, my dear
reader, if you wish to get a more de
tailed knowledge of what I am going to
eat, just take yourself around to Louie’s
place, the Oh Henry, Hank’s Hash House
and other eating places, read the menu,
and double it. That is all I am going
to eat, just a light lunch, you know;
but I shall eat a big supper as per usual
on Christmas day.
Then what you should wear during
these days of rest. Not to be too radi
cal, I would advise you to wear your
clothes, but for goodness sake don’t wear
any of the gifts you get for Christmas,
as this is a serious matter, and someone
may shoot you for disturbing the peace
while wearing some of the neckties you
Also, I hope you will get the holiday
spirit—not spirits—and enjoy yourself
to the fullest extent, and don’t get into
any trouble sucb as marrying (Miss K.
please notice!) or get drunk, which some
times gives the individual a very nice
chance to get inside information on the
system of jails of the country, and to
make friends with the cops.
Do your Christmas swapping early,
and I wish you one and all a Merry
Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Good citizenship is not a matter to
be taken into consideration only by
grown people. It concerns us, girls and
boys very vitally. We should be good
citizens in school for two reasons. First
to train us to take our responsibility
when we leave school; and second, to
make school a better place in which to
Christmas is a time of gay festivity
when, for the s^iace of a few hours, the
world forgets all petty anxieties and
decks herself out for one grand holiday.
Now care-free laughter echoes from
every side, as impatient hands untie the
knotted cords about mysterious boxes,
spilling forth their unex^iected contents
amid exclamations of joyous surprise.
The windows of each happy home are
garlanded with fresh green wreaths and
here and there from behind drawn cur
tains peep Christmas trees in all their
But Christmas means far more than
this. On December the twenty-fifth, over
nineteen hundred years ago, there was
born in a lowly manger, a Savior which
is Christ the Lord. Guided by the star
The Greensboro Daily News declared
that the Senior plays madq a “hit”;
everybody said they were a “howling suc
cess”; but all of this praise should be
divided by long division in order for a
fair distribution of it to be made to the
many kind friends who helped the Sen
iors to accomplish the task to which
they set their hands, heads and hearts.
To Mr. W. R. Wumsch, Miss Iona Gro
gan, and Miss Mary Wheeler, the faith
ful, patient and efficient coaches, the
Seniors express their deep appreciation
for making such success and praise pos
sible for arriateurs.
With such meager equipment as the
high school possessed, it was impossible
to present even the simplest play; much
work and planning was necessary. And
with no “wherewithal” stored away in
a dramatic treasury, the necessary prop
erties could not be purchased and held
at the high school property. It was
onlj^ through the kindness of the citi
zens of Greensboro that the Seniors could
set up a stage at all. From Bloxton
Furniture store the stage furniture was
secured; Van Lindley supplied the brid
al bouquet; the Southside Hardware com
pany made the rooms complete by lend
ing a mantel; and the Gladys Shoppe
HONOR ROLL FOR
Elizabeth Smith, Elizabeth Stone,
Virginia Jackson, Bob Stone, Mar
tha Broadhurst, Lois Dorsett, Vir
ginia Bain, Maxine Ferree, Betty
Harrison, Elizabeth Cartland, By
ron Sharpe, Marion Shaw, Ethel
Morgan, Frances Elder, Marshall
Camjibell, Helen Felder, Margaret
Hood, Dorothy Lea, Dorothy
Mayes, Mary Lyon, Edward Men
denhall, James Tidwell, Margaret
Ferguson, Glenn Boyd MacLeod,
Katie Stewart, Weldon Beacham,
James Robinson, Louise McCul
loch, Helen Stockard, Marguerite
Mason, Hilda Smith, Elizabeth
Campbell, John Mebane, Elizabeth
Rockwell, John Thornton, Luna
'Bj^rd, Mary Price, Irene Hester,
Gertrude Hobbs, Pauline Medearis,
Thelma Sherrell, Frances Johnson,
Mary McCollum, Lois Mitchell,
Annie Young, P. B. Whittington,
Carolyn Simmons, Margaret Stock-
ton, Bernice Apple, Betty Brown,
Mary Carlson, Virginia Douglas,
Mary E. King, Cynthia Vaughn,
Mary J. Wharton, Nell Thurman,
Phyllis Penn, Esther Shreve.
furnished the lovelj'’ negligees worn in
“The Burglar.” Mr. Hossell and his
force built the stage. The footlights and
floods were the results of Mr. Comer’s
labors. Miss Coleman, as faculty adviser
of staging and business management,
helped in a fine way to make the produc
tion a success. Miss Wilma Green made
the programs; other necessities were fur
nished by Senior mothers. It is to all
these and to all the other faithful sup
porters that the Seniors express thanks
The proceeds from tlie two presenta
tions of the trio of comedies will be
used to defray some of the expenses nec
essary for producing the 1925 Reflector.
Now, fellow students, when May brings
an Annual into your possession, you
will happily remember that you had a
part in producing it, for the student
body was a group of loyal supporters in
buying and selling tickets, and after all
the large audiences was the most out
standing proof that the plays were a
One more year draws near to the end
of the course. Before we return from
the gaieties of the holidays, another year,
with all of its glory, will have risen on
the horizon—a year with all of its golden
opportunities waiting to be seized by
As you stana on the brink of this New
Year, think not of the days that have
gone. They have been finished; that
record book has been closed forever. No
use thinking of the past; the future is
before you. Look at the glorious days
that are to come. They are filled with
wonderful possibilities, each crowding
and pushing to reach the front and be
A clean page! A new chance I How
shall we use it? How will the daily
pages of our biography for 1925 read?
Shall we be proud or ashamed of them?
The usual idle resolutions are a stand
ing joke. They are made one day and
broken the next. That is worse, even,
than not making them at all, because it
shows so plainly a weakening a will
power. Real resolutions, and the kind
we will make, are character-building!
Let’s resolve right now to strive to
keep those pages free from all blots; to
snatch each opportunity and possibility
that presents itself; to make our life
really count for something worth while,
and to make the chapter of the coming
year the best, in every way, that we have
When night has set her silver lamp on
Then is the time for study.
Zeal is very blind, or badly regulated,
when it encroaches upon the rights of
Know then this truth (enough for man
Virtue cdone is happiness below.
December 18, 192j^
BUT ONCE A YEAR
When the roll is called at I^yons, N. C.,
Christmas day. Miss Inabelle Coleman
will be there to answer “present!”
“Whe7-e are you going, my pretty maid?”
“Home to dear Beaufort, sir,” she said.
■‘And may I accompany you, dearest
“YovAl have to, hubby dear, or I'll crown
you on the head!”
(So says Mrs. C. W. P. to Mr. C. W. P.)
All late parallel readings must be sent
to Miss Beckwith at Rosemary, N. C.
High Lights On ‘‘Hi”
Edited by Helex Felder
V V T V
Another Christmas approaches, anoth
er “Junior’Senior,” another New Year'
Hail to the Holidays!
Misses Grogan and Lottie Morgan
have just stepped over to Reidsville for
Moravian Falls, N. C., claims Mr. Far
thing this Christmas.
“His Master’s Voice” is calling, so Mr.
Pultz obeys Harrisonburg, Va., in its
If Santa were to check up on absen
tees from Greensboro this year, he’d find
that Miss Glenn is setting out for At
Mr. Comer does the thing up in style,
too. He’s going home to North Wilkes-
boor for a while; then he’s going duck
hunting in South Carolina.
Miss Causey is one of those who are
proud to call Greensboro home. She
lives on Asheboro street.
If one asks Miss Hall where’s she’s
going, she says: “Rougemont, N. C.”
“Say it with holly.” Mr. Edwards will
be at Holly Springs at least part of the
Raleigh is honored. Miss Tillett will
be there for Christmas.
Concord beseeches; Miss Dry responds.
Miss Moore hasn’t decided whether to
“sink or swim,” but she knows one thing
—as soon as school is out she beats it
for Burgaw, N. C.
Miss Walker gallavants around some
these holidays. She’s going swimming
Christmas day, and then is later to fly
away to Goldsboro.
Ah! Something’s in the air! Mr. Ed
wards has other interests besides those
in school. It has to do with the old
old story—love. Imve for what, you say=
Love for poultry—not for eating pu^.
poses alone, but for other ones, too. He
proudly admits that his chickens recent
ly won four ribbons in a poultry show
High Life editors and advisers have
had their heads in the clouds for the
last wmek. Have they had reason or not?
Judge by the George Stevens Cup repos
ing in the hall of G. H. S. High Life
won that cup for being the best publi
cation of its kind in the state. Hiss
Coleman had to be drawn away from it
inch by inch when it first came, because
of its attraction.
Has the earning of the holidays acted
as an exhilirating stimulant on some of
the faculty? From appearances, it would
seem so. Just the other day we found
one of the fairer sex of them walking
the fence by the barns.
We wonder if Mr. Wunsch dreams
about his work in his sleep. If he does,
he probably sees about a thousand peo
ple calling, “Page Mr. Wunsch! Call
for ‘Bobbie’!” He always has something
to do and does it. He is a valuable
asset to the school and is always readv
to do for others. Here’s to an author,
poet, musician, playwright, actor, teach
er, and willing helper!
The pageant at the P. T. A. meeting
came out fine. It was an excellent in
spiration, too, since it presented a deep
look into school life to the parents.
Miss Kelly is “on the fence.” She
hasn’t decided what to do yet.
“Mica, mica, parva stella.”
“Twinkle, twinkle, little star.”—Latin.
This time, however, the star is at the
top of a Christmas tree, not in a Latin
book, and gazing at it are Miss Martin
and her two little nieces. The scene is
laid in Newnan, Ga.
What on earth wfill Christmas seem to
Greensboro, since Mr. Wunsch is in Mon
roe, La.? Little as he is, he fills a big
place, and his talents are missed here.
Dear Students and Teachers:
Here I am in Fremont, N. C. Hope
Santa will bring me something good. I’m
going to hang up my stocking and you’d
better do the same.
Frank B. Aycock, Jr.
Miss Killingsworth seems to think that
Santa Claus won t come to her unless
she’s at home; so back at Abbeville, S. C.,
she goes for the holidays.
Seniors, Seniors, Seniors ! Everywhere
you go, it’s Seniors! Miss Killingsworth
is proud of them, you may be sure—
she feels she can trust them. At eighth
period the study hall in Miss Grogan’s
room is conducted by the students them
selves, who are sixth, seventh and eighth
Sales sound like common things just
in themselves, but they are anything but
common when conducted by Seniors.
Miss Blackmon declares that all Christ
mas gifts this year must be addressed
to Dunlap street, Lancaster, S. C.
Miss Bush will be right “on deck” when
old Santa strikes Greensboro.
“Back to the old red hills of Georgia”
sings Miss Mercer at Bradley.
Miss Wine is spending Christmas at
Culpepper, Va. Here’s your chance,
Miss Wine, to stir up the suffragettes.
Mr. Fred Archer will receive Santa
Claus at 435 West 119th street. New
Miss Mary Wheeler says that she fears
she is not well enough known in Farm-
ville, N. C., so please address her care
of Superintendent Wheeler.
Mr. Johnston is at Wake Forest this
Chiistmas. Some people seem very anx
ious to know, so this is for their benefit.
Today industrial conditions favor the
college mnn.—Charles M. Schzvab.
MISS BECKWITH RECEIVES
“T es, we have some bananas, apples,
oranges, and everything else that’s good
to eat!” Such must hav'e been the ex
clamation which Miss Beckwith uttered
when she walked into her session room
on Tuesday, December 16, and beheld
the scene before her. Her desk was
bounteously covered with fruit, and in
the heart of each gift was written a mes
sage of love and gratitude to her.
This year a new plan is being tried.
The sixth semester entertains the eighth
at the annual banquet before Christmas,
and the others follow after Christmas.
This is to prevent such a great crowd
at one banquet. The semester six class,
under the direction and aid of Misses
Killingsworth and Tillet, are ready to
set the precedent. They staged their
jollities Thursday, December 18, 1924, so
“Then heigh ho, the holly,
This life is most jolly!”
The only thing lacking in G. H. S.
dramatics is a good curtain for the audi
torium. We hope Santa Claus peeped
in on the Parent-Teacher Association
meeting the night of the pageant. At
least a hint to the wise
The South has another benefactor in
Mr. James B. Duke. Education in gen
eral has a champion in him and it will
not forget his bounty soon.
A well-wisher requested that the fol
lowing be published in High Life:
“No serious injuries were caused by
the crowds that rushed to the High
School Friday and Saturday nights in
order to secure just a small taste of the
exquisRe candy which Maurice Turner
made and presented to the booth. Keep
up the spirit, Maurice! You're doing