January 22, 1925
Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of
The Greeksboro High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded by the Class of ’21
Editor-in-Chief 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 McClainroch
TAterary 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
Circidation Manager Martha Broadhurst
Faculty Head Miss Inabelle Coleman
Faculty Adviser Mr. W. R. Wunsch
Facadty Adviser -- Miss Geraldine Kelly
Facidly Adviser Miss Mary Wheeler
NOW THAT EXAMINATIONS ARE
The person who does the right in the
face of temptation gets his reward. He
even gets greater reward than does the
one Avho is not tempted. James says,
“Blessed is the man that endureth temp
tation, for when he hath been approved,
he shall receive the crown of life, which
the I.ord promised to them that love
Next week—examination week—is the
great testing week. Our characters shall
be thrown into the great melting pot of
examination, where they will be tried
and tested. If there be any dross, any
weak spot, anything not pure and true
and sterling, anything less than our ideal,
it will show itself. Let us throw it out
of our possession and keep only the pure
in character, for that alone will last
through eternity—and grow more beau
tiful as time beats upon it.
If ever a bit of dross is left in gold it
becomes more tarnished and sometimes
“turns” as Time raps upon it; but pure
gold never loses its pure lustre and beau
ty. A pure character never loses its
beauty and loveliness. May we all come
through the great test—the great melt
ing pot—100 per cent pure !
Praise from our comrades is greatly
to he desired. A word of encourage
ment and commendation goes a long way
in our school life. We appreciate to
the highest degree the approval of our
friends and contemporaries.
Still more, we appreciate the approval
and commendation of our elders and su
periors. We work, we struggle day by
day in an effort to make ourselves bet
ter and more useful citizens, and a word
from our elder folks goes a long way.
Recently two of our number, namely,
Martha Broadhurst and Helen Felder,
were rewarded for their efforts. Two
hturies, “Her Poinsetta” and “Daddy
Jim,” were published in the Greensboro
Daily News. High Iufe wishes to take
this opportunity of thanking the Daily
News for the interest they have taken in
our journalistic endeavors.
WOMAN’S NEW FREEDOM
The folks who persist in making a
fuss about the changes that have come
about in the recent years in the dress
and the habits of women seem to never
realize that they are back numbers. They
seem to never wake up to the fact that
times change and that with the change
comes many new ideas about everything
that pertains to human relations.
For many long centuries woman re
mained practically a slave to man. Grad
ually she is throwing off the shackles
that were placed about her by the cus
toms of the barbarous times of the jiast.
She is no longer going about even in
Turkey with a cloth covering her face.
Here in our own country she has dis
carded the long sleeves that were for
ever pestering her and always in her
way, no matter what she wanted to do.
The skirts that once dragged in the dust
and were such a nuisance are made short.
Of all the foolish customs that ever
developed—and it had a sacred sanc
tion of the church—was that of requiring
a woman to wear long hair. With the
liberating of women the long hair must
go, once she gets free from the old
habit, and this she is fast doing.
The pessimists to the contrary not
withstanding, there never was a greater
blessing to woman than when she got
rid of long sleeves, long skirts, and long
hair. And so the howlers may howl,
and the growlers may growl, but the
woman of independence and ability to
think knows that all abuse about her
new ways is bosh.
How many of us have stared failure
in the face? Most of us have, whether
in our school work or emergencies out
side, or even personal maJters. We have
failed and have had to pay the costs,
some dearly, others lightly. We have
failed in school but somehow we get
along without having to pay such a heavy
penalty. Yet, we will some day see our
errors and then, perhaps, we shall have
to pay for them.
Why do we fail? We fail because we
do not think, and vdien we do think it
is in an obscure, indifferent way. We
do not think clearly.
Sometimes a failure is a lesson to us.
Often after we have failed we are will
ing to be more careful, for a time at
least, until we forget. But how easy
it is to go on in our old footsteps!
If we feel that we have done our best
and could not have done better, and yet
fail, we should not blame ourselves so
greatly for it. But how many of us
study as much as we could? There is
always a good show on, or a party we
want to go to—something that is more
attractive than our school work. We
rush ahead recklessly, letting each day
take care of itself, and in the end gain
nothing, except a stabbed conscience.
Let us all set a new mark and start
on a clean page of life, forget our past
failures and set to work with something
in mind that is big and beautiful. If we
do remember, let it be to spur us on to
the fulfilment of our dreams.
On the shelf yonder are two bottles.
One is labelled “Success,” and the other
is called “Happiness.” If we should
analyze their contents we would find
that “good manners” make up the great
er part of them. On each bottle there
are instructions for their use. The bot
tles contain some kind of an anti-toxin,
and they should be used mainly for the
purpose of combatting the dreaded ene
mies, “Failure” and “Unhappiness.”
Moreover, the need for them is becom
ing more manifest in this generation
which most people call “fast.” Having
good manners is one crying want today.
They save us from embarrassment, and
they also bring us friends. Wherever
we go, we are made conspicuous by their
absence. In the business, social, and
school world, we are branded as cultured
or uncultured, according to our manners.
Shall we be failures because we neglect
fundamental things? When all else has
failed us, if we have not attained our
desires, there are still those bottles on
the shelf. They are always there to
show us the way.
High Lights On “Hi’
Edited by Helen Felder
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The year 1925 has started out to be
what the younger generation calls “fast.”
The list of maimed and sick has been
steadily mounting. It’s lucky that the
school authorities don’t give pensions to
the disabled like the government does to
soldiers, for the treasury couldn’t stand
Edited by Virginia McClamrock
Miss Beckwith (who, by tbe way, has
recently had a wisdom tooth extracted)
on her return to school after an absence,
was surprised to find that Edna Quate
and J. Norman Stone were not at school.
“Why, what’s the matter with every
one?” she queried in perplexity.
().n being informed that the former was
married and the latter disabled, she gave
“I wonder which is the worst,” she said.
Added to the list of the sick were
“Inabelle” and “Jo.” The main trouble
with them was that they got so hoarse
they could hardly speak. Some one re
marked, however, that things had come
to a- pretty pass when teachers reached
the stage where they couldn’t talk.
If you chance to see Arthur Davant
limping around as though he were rheu
matic, don’t worry. It’s not old age that
encumbers him and hinders his speed:
it’s merely a broken foot, or something
Among the sick appears the name of
Irene. We wonder how Basil takes the
protracted illness of his dear Irene.
J. Norman Stone must have gotten
green with jealousy at the attentions
bestowed on the sick. Perhaps that’s
why he had to get himself “bunged up,”
Consideration for others is the basis
of good manners. Poise and charm are
truly desirable, and helpfulness and
thoughtfulness of others are the things
that give zest to life. These qualities,
developed in a high degree, constitute
the essence of good manners. They add
much to the joy of living for those about
us as well as for ourselves. Good man
ners are essential to success in the busi
ness and social world; they play an im
portant part in every phase of school
and college life. We all know how much
a cheery “Good morning,” or a hearty
“Thank you,” or perhaps a kindly “I’ll
be glad to,” mean to every boy and girl,
not to mention the poor harrassed teach
ers. Phoebe Cary had an excellent idea
of good manners when she said, “They
who think of others most are the hap
piest folks that live.”
We wonder if there is any significance
in the fact that the eclipse of the sun
and exams come so near each other.
Is a study hall the place in which to
play ball with iron window-weights and
to play “choo-choo train” with the desks?
High school students certainly ought to
have passed that stage by now. Too, if
the most looked-up-to class in school
would stop to think of its honor, it would
realize that the aforesaid stunts shoidd
be “taboo” with them.
Exams! Come, thou terrors, with thy
nightmares and worries, thy lost books,
and thy exemptions! Come, thou inev
If Captain Kidd, Sir Francis Drake,
and their other fellow pirates could have
been present at Miss Beckwith’s 6th se
mester English class the other day, they
would certainly have been very much
surprised. Several biographies and auto
biographies of pirates were read, and
they would have given a shock to the
real pirates themselves. They certainly
showed ’em some new tricks.
One morning Virginia Jackson said
she smelled smoke.
“Maybe the school house is burning
down,” she suggested.
“Oh, they’re just burning trash,” some
one assured her.
“Well, that’s what I meant.”
Miss Grogan has recently joined the
ranks of the ill. Wonder if she had the
orem, parallelogram, pneumonia, or di
Now that the new barn is almost fin
ished, we begin reminiscing. How well
we remember the thrill of joy when we
had a study period or even one class in
the “big building.” And when we got
transferred to it entirely, we thought
ourselves the biggest tiling going or
“Seventeen’ is giving everyone wbo is
dramatically inclined a decided thrill.
The cast is being chosen and promises to
be rather good.
“Buddies” is the name of the faculty
play, and Miss “Jerry” Kelly is the lead.
She plays a little French girl. It sounds
The class of 1924 of Greensboro High
School celebrated its first Christmas as
dyed-in-the-wool alumni by holding an
alumni banquet at the Jefferson Stand
ard Cafe December 26. The majority
of the high school graduates of the class,
although regular “old-timers” when in
the presence of one another or some of
the old gang at G. H. S., are in reality
beginners in the life of higher education,
and as such are simply freshmen in col
lege home for vacation. Thus the night
after Christmas was the first opportun
ity which had presented itself for the
never-to-be-forgotten alumni banquet.
Robert Wilkins, president of the new
ly organized organization, presided as
toastmaster. He called upon various
members of the body, each one repre
sentative of a school or college, to relate
some of his or her experiences as a nov
ice in the college world. The following
were among those who responded with
glowing accounts of the merits and spe
cial qualities of a particular institution:
Miss Wilhelmina Weiland, North Car
olina College; Miss Louise Daniels, Hol
lins College; Robert Tuttle, Trinity (now
Duke L'^niversity); Curtis Wilson, V. P.
I.; Norman Block, University of North
Carolina; Miss Flax McAlister, Ran-
dolph-Macon; Miss Virginia Fields, Flo
ra McDonald; James McAlister, David
son; Miss Margaret Perkins, Mary Bald
win ; Miss Lillian Clegg, Beechwood
School; Merrimon Irvin, Georgia Insti
tute of Technology; Harry Neal, Wash
ington and Ivee; Miss Roberta Porter,
Greensboro College; Miss Ethel Kee,
Winthrop College, and Miss Mary Je
rome, Salem College.
Mrs. John Waldrop, our own Jenny
Lind, rendered a solo which was received
with manifestations of pleasure and ap
preciation by the group. Approximately
100 were in attendance. Messages of
warm wishes for the class were received
from the former principal, G. B. Phil
lips, Miss lone Grogan, and I^ee H. Ed
wards, the present principal.
Have you heard any talk about “New
York” recently? Among the members
Jimmie McAlister was pledged Sigma
Alpha Epsilon December 18 at Davidson.
Charles Harrison, Arthur Gray, and
Clement Penn all pledged Pi Kappa Phi.
At Trinity, or rather Duke University,
Buster Swift pledged Sigma Chi and
Earl Sellars Alpha Tau Omega.
Merrimon Irvin pledged Pi Kappa Phi
at Georgia Tech.
of the High Life staff that one word
causes considerable excitement when it’s
mentioned. Why, you say? Just be
cause of tbe convention of Interstate
High School Newspapers.
The number of people who got stars
this month is appalling. There were too
many names to put in the regular “box”
in High Life, so they had to have a
“sure-nuff” article instead.
Mr. Archer’s friends will be glad to
know that he will be down this way soon,
the 28th or 29th. In fact, he has to be
present in Raleigh for a teachers’ con
If you haven’t seen the boys’ new
sweaters, you’ve missed a great sight.
The boys feel like a million dollars with
their sweaters and the stars upon them.
Some sport gold, some purple stars, some
The try-outs for “Seventeen” have dis
covered much good material, but, so far,
no parts have been definitely assigned.
However, Mr. Wunsch and Miss Wheeler
have made a “find” in Troy Ziglar. Some
one will have to work hard to beat him
for “Willie’s” part. Cecile Lindau and
Elizabeth Umberger are showing up well
for “Mrs. Baxter” and “May,” respec
tively. “Uz” Darling thus far is the
“The play’s the thing,” it seems. Even
Virginia McClainroch has succumbed to
it. She’s coaching a play for the Parent-
Teachers, “Such Extravagance.” Einley
Atkinson is the husband, Lois Schoonover
the wife, and “Bunny” Wimbish the hus
What’s this we hear about a new fac
Edited by Virginia Jackson
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High school papers of every descrip
tion have literally poured in this week
after trickling in heretofore. It seems
as if every school in the country has just
played the last football game, and the
conquering or conquered heroes, as the
case might be, are filling the pages with
a record of their deeds. It is interest
ing to note the manner in which the vari
ous schools took their defeat or victory.
Some openly admitted that it was the
referee’s fault, others insinuated as much
and the rest were good sports.
Here they are:
Rambler, C. H. S., Charlotte, N. C.
A good example of the last-named type
—good sports clear through as is shown
in their paper, the only thing we have
to judge them by. Technically, I be
lieve a little more variety in your head
lines would add greatly to your front
page. Here’s the Rambleds definition
“Love is a feeling that you feel when
you begin to feel a feeling you have
never felt before.”
How is that for originality?
Fine Whiskers, Richard J. Reynolds H.
S., Winston, N. C.
From the moment a student enters the
portals of G. H. S. until the moment they
close upon him forever, the marvelous
deeds of the occupants of the R. J. Rey
nolds H. S. are constantly recited to him.
With their new auditorium, athletic field,
etc., they have usually come out on top.
It gives much malicious pleasure to an
nounce that there is one thing in which
they are decidedly not on top. Their
paper is not half-way up to their stand
ard in other activities.
Fine Yarns, G. H. S., Gastonia, N. C.
A husky bunch of football lads adorn
the front page. They look fine! Sorry
you had to lose. I think a few more
“yarns” in your editorial and literary
columns would add greatly to your pa
per. On the whole, we liked jmur “yarns”
Porter Grits, Porter Military Academy,
Charleston, S. C.
It took so long to find out where this
one came from, it didn’t leave much
time to comment. How about introduc
ing yourself? You have wasted far too
much space. You could have easily sand
wiched in a story or at least a poem in
the space between jmur jokes. It looks
like our old friend Kennith Maddox edits
this paper. Aren’t his initials K. P.
and doesn’t he go to Porter?
Amplifier, E. H. S., Edenton, N. C.
An exchange editor is supposed to
bring out the good points and point out
the bad points as be sees them. The Am
plifier is exceptionally good in that it is
full of news and that it gives a promi
nent place to girls’ athletics. It is ex
ceptionally bad in that it completely ig
nores its exchanges—not even an editor.
How about it?
Central Digest. C. H. S., Chattanooga,
If a school is military, it invariably
gives itself away on the front page. The
Centred Digest is no exception. In spite
of its pugilistic endeavors it succeeds in
putting out one of the best four pages
we receive. Fine editorials and well ar
ranged departments contribute largely
to the success of the paper. Three cuts
were also in evidence: they must be rich.
Mohisco News, M. H. S., Monroe, N. C.
Here, fellow stifdents, is the journalis
tic effort of the H. S. we “used to could
n’t beat” in football. They have only
one column and a half devoted to foot
ball, however. The Students’ Forum is
an excellent idea and any" high school
might do ivell to follow them. Your
political announcements W'Cre quite amus
Tri-High Digest. I>. H. S., Leaksville,
Easily the best paper for the size of
the school in North Carolina. We like
the way you write up your football
games, Leaksville. They show the right
spirit. Keep it up!