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I ■■' J n'^rt • mm Page Two HIGH LIFE Jatmary. 14, WM HIGH LIFE r’;ublished Bi-Weekly by the Students of I The Greensboro High School Greensboro, N. C. Bounded by the Class of ’21 Charter g Member March 1925 A New YeaPs Message entered as Second-Class Matter at the Post OfFice, Greensboro, N. C. Bddtor-i,n-GMef Betty Brown Business Manager ... Dick Burroughs Asst. Bus. Mgr. and Circulation Mgr. , . Ed Davant Associate Editors Beverly Moore Louis Brooks Henry Biggs ' : Carlton Wilder ■ Sport Editors Paul Wimbish Finley Atkisson Clyde Norcoin . . Margaret Jlritton . Janies Clements Alumni Editor . .,. . Frances Williams Eu^changg Editor ., . Mary Lynn Carlson Cartoonist . ■ ■ ■ . • ... . Ed Turner Humor Editor . . . . . Graham Todd Typists Jule Squires' ' ' Glenn Hackney 'Reporters John M. Brovvh ■ Nell Thurman Nancy Clements' V Helen Shuford J, D., McNaire. Jack Kleemeier ,, ,, , Helen, Miles ! Faculty Advisers . , Mrs.; i Mary S. Ashtord Miss Edjth Hammond Aiiss Mary Harrell COPIED CLIPPINGS ■ Aloney is good; She ,married him for his own ggQA.^TliG Crgeti and Brown. It is customary at Neiv Year’s Eve to take stock. .January is the month of inventories—business inventories, l>ersonal inventories. We all know wherein we have come short, wherein we liave succeeded. This balance only we as individuals can compute ; the find ings must be measured by the scope of our outlook, the intensity of our tine ambilions, and the loftiness of our goal. Preachments have little influence uiion tlie ultimate conclusions of this iinvard court of justice hidden in men's souls. If words were required to arouse it to alert sensitiveness they need be but few; this reiiuires but an apt phrase, as that of the great Grecian philosopher speaking to the young meii of Athens; “Know Thyself.’’ And re sponding from the shares of Sparta’s greatness as an immortal sequel comes: “Control Thyself.’’ What need tor more'? Betterment, growth, and prog ress cannot spring into the finite form of accomplishments from half-wdlled resolutions whose existence is only in ink; they can come with the willed de termination to know, to control, to do, expressed in positive action. Feeble resolution of spirit breaks the resolves of pens. The New Year is a clean sheet for those who choose to make it so. Cer tainly it is a plan to begin; every new daj' is another opportunity’, every new hour a door to ])rogress. We know this. We readily see the soundness of the principle as. it is. annually propounded from the pulpit and :press. Some wait; others do. . , A spark of originality lights the can dles in the world.—77ie Southerner. It is well to be able to say the riglit thing at tiie right, time, but it is even better to be' able to say the right thing at the wrong time.—77m Green and Broivn. TIDBITS So much beautiful, soft, flaky snow; such good hills for sliding; lovely nioonlight nights; and everything for a perfect good time, and then- 1 S’ll right. Miss Morgan! I’ll bet you let us have t.vpiiig jiaper next time we ask for it. The prei'eding comment might lead someone to believe that Miss Morgan really isn’t accommodating; but that is her best quality. ,The basketball boys are undoubtedly the proudest things of their picture. There is a copy of it in the Pubiication lioom and herds of them flock in each day to gaze upon their handsome faces. They couldn’t be any more proud, though, than the football team and Mr. Coletrane were. The honor roll seems to be growing day by day. It'd be “six-feet" after a while. Next u'eek is review week and the following is examination week. Just because “if’ isn’t mentioned much, don't let “if’ get the best of you when test rime comes. Oh, so many snowballs flying, with not a bit of; mercy attached. Senior take-offs were quite a shine ('vidently—(‘ouncil right on the jot and everything.; 'riie staff concludes that now with an electric lights only a c-hesterfleld, alarm- clocks and a telepiione are needed to make the Publiiauion Room “a little bit of heaven.” Miss Lottie Morgan ’riiere. is one important member of bur high school community who does not enjoy the sweetness of popular ac claim in return for her services, who manages almost to escape notice in the hustle and bustle of school life, but nevertheless has a very large share in making the school the efficient educat ing machine it is. We mean Miss Mor gan, of course. She is one of those peo ple who is always on the job, serving faithfully, whose unobtrusiveuess some times causes us to forget the real value of their work. Outside the routine du ties of lier oftice she has gone out of her way time and again to perform a favor or so for many of us; and we feel that it would not be fair for her not to receive the expression of our ap preciation in these pages. But on the other hand people like Miss IMorgan need no monuments or verse to celebrate their faithful serv ices. When we remember that no ac tion, however small, is entirely lost; that good deeds follow each other down the centuries througii the unseen chan nels of human thought and achieve ment ; that in the darkness ■which sur rounds so much of life's vicissitudes, it is impossible to fairly offer the laurels to those whose achievements are the most spectacular. We must realize that the simple actions of those who serve may count as much or perhaps far more when the final appraisal is made. Iii the last analysis Greenslioro High School should be as proud of Miss Morgan as any of her most lauded he roes. She has contributed her part— no small thing—to making this school what it is today; to her, al! honor and credit for this achievement. Our Watchword Few of us are so ricli but chat money means something to us; few of us are so economicai but what we waste sometliing; and few of us, while still young, realize the importance of con servation. We are often influenced by only the momentary desire for joy and throiv our money away. In fact, we have become so wasteful and ex- travag.ant that America has achieved the name of being the most n-asteful nation in the world. It is said that Holland could live off of what New York Moistes. If we are ever to become economical, the principle of thrift must be in stilled into us while young. If Young America is taught to save, then Amer ica of tomorrow will be thrifty and conservative. ' JYhile we are in our formative period, while we are young, we should feel it to I'e our duty to start Dear Editor: I want to take this opportunity to thank the faculty and student body of Greensboro High School for their kind ness and many expressions of sympa thy to me in my recent bereavement.. The death of my father and the loss of iny home by fire the next day natur ally .saddened my holidays, but the kind tlioughts and sincere feelings of the students have helped me bear my sor row. B. C. JYalker. Dear Editor: I think that the idea of half-holidays should have a small space in the paper. In grammar schools every individual ^vorks for himself to get a half-holiday. This should be done in high school, I think, becau.se when someone rushes from home every morning and tramps through snow’ and rain in order to here in time every day, he feels very bad w’hen someone else comes in late and “knocks him out’’ of a half-holiday. My opinion is that individuals should work for themselves. Bradford Neese. Dear Editor: Some of the teachers have a habit of making assignments after the bell rings. tVhen this is done, it makes some of the pupils late for their next class. I think it woul dbe a good idea for all the teachers to make assign- mmits at the beginning of the period. Billy Horxon. Dear Editor: It seems a shame that a person may not wmlk safylj’ in the halls of his own school building without the fear of being run down by his ow’ii school mates. That is exactly what is hap pening here at G. H. S. in the new’ buildnig. The running in the halls is becoming serious. Some persons are so eager to get to lunch and after school are in such a hurry to get home, that a regular stampede often ensues. Some of the teachers and students have been icnocked down and badly hurt. Surely, we can do something to correct this besides placing teachers in the halls to call down the students. tVhat about our courtesy and school spirit'? ilARY Henri Robinson. Dear Editor; G. II. S. is an A-1 school w’hen it comes to a question of scholarship, ath letics and publications, but as to thrift it ranks considerably lower. If the interest of the students could be aroused in some way the whole school w’cnild rally to sucli a wortli- w'hlle movement. I think if a contest w’ere i)ut on in the school this might interest the students. Some plan to organize thrift would be a very constructive step toward making G. H. S. an even better school than .it now’ is. Clyde Norcum. a savings account or to lay by in some way some material gain each year. Economy has become axiomatic in our business w’orld of today. Every possible thing must be utilized to its fullest value. The man on a salary must sav’e in order to maintain exist ence ; the business executive must save and use everything for its greatest value to maintain his business; the government must carry on extensive conservation for posterity. If w’e are to succeed in the business world of to day, “thrift’’ will be our first watch word. In the rush before High Life goes to press, a few friends of the staff lighten the burden for the editors by typing. Since they don’t get any recognition for their .work w’e w’ish to take this oppor- tuning to thank them. They are; Doris Hogan, Eloise IMilton, Annie Hogan, Virginia Simmons, Josephine Miller, Mary Baker, and Jule Squires. The high school situation sounds iiretty far aw’ay, but if they say it isn’t. it isn’t! A w’onderful New’ Year to you all! After the whirl and scramble of the Christmas holidays, I w’onder just how everyone is standing the school din, you call monotonous. I’ve never been able to decide just whj’ students think of school w’ork as monotonous; you never go through a class that’s exactly like it was the day before. If the lesson isn't different, there's a test thrown in to flavor it; and if it isn’t a quiz, it’s a lecture on “Monday morning lessons.’’ We say the days gone by shall never return, still w’e remark that we go through the same thing day in and day out. Two boys were wmlking dow’ii the hall and since they related the tale them selves I guess they aren’t ashamed of it. A pedagogue stepped out of her door just as they approached and the three met just to the right of the fountain. “Go to your rooms right this minute,’’ she commanded, and as they tell—One wheeled to the right and socked her in the left eye; the other turned to the left and biffed her one in the right eye just as she stepped betw’een them. This shock knociced her down and they trom- pled all over her ! Now’ beat that! I w ish someone wmuld w’rite me a let ter like you do that “Dear Editor.’' I am so jealous of him or her; and I don't know’ what desperate thing I coiild do to get a letter, unless I trespass on somebody's feelings like Mr. Wynne does, then maybe I’d get a letter of “rei>remandation’’—say, from the Stu dent Council. couldn’t imagine wliat ^ 1 Cd I he squealing and knoc’^uxg ~nd ' aniping on the front door w’t j_onday morning, and finally some thoughtful person passing me remarked that the hills W’ere beautiful in Irving Park; that there was not a track in the snow’. I guess I should have noticed the flakes clinging to their clothes and shoes—but I didn't—I didn't even see the extra clothes except for a fewq In case you didn't notice—(isome people are wdse, aren't they?) ; one boy w’ore his foot ball shoes and helmet—an ow’ly boy je pease—Another lad w’ent home and put on golf socks and rolled his trou sers up to his knees. With his slouch hat and coat buttoned high, he could well have been taken tor a “Hobo’’— but not really—I am afraid he’ll come over when he reads this and ask me if I dare come up to him wdth my bare face all hanging out and call him a hobo. : I had a nice little talk with a snawv flake IMonday night. I think she, said her name was Eliteny, anyw’ay she got. a snowflake’s view’ of Greensboro. . “I left Father Gfeyouscloud, early Monday afternoon w’ondering and.won dering w’hat my destination would be. It's aw’fully funny, but I guess it’s, per fectly natural that we should w’onder w’here xve’re going to land; w’hether it’ll be in the ocean, on a damp, wet piece of soil, or on top of twelve inches of snow, as I did here, especially since W’e have only one life to live and give. “I have never done as mucii thinking as I did on my way dow’n. There were so many hours, and 1 w’asn’t very in terested in the conversation of the flake around me so I just kept thinking. Pretty soon I w’as attracted by land, but it was so far away it w’as only’ land and space to me. However, I was yery glad to know’ 'it w’ouldn't be long then.’ "Nearer, nearer, nearer it seemed to be coming up to meet me. Surely that couldn t all be one city. A very- high structure, which I later learned was Che Jefferson, I felt 1 w’ould see sooner than the rest; how’ever, there W'ere several others that were not much iar- ther away than the Jefferson. "All the housetops w’ore a blanket of pure white and even the telephone poles were capped xvith snow'. In the extreme northern part of the city 1 saw’ a most beautiful sight. The lovely greens 1 had heard so many little rain drops describe, were now’ only' carpets of white. Not a track blemished their sniootliness, and to add to the pictur- esqueness of it, the pines in each corner vv'ere completely laden with armiuis of iriy ..’Trijred. “But whei-e W’as I to land. I was saying over to myseif, T don't know where I’m gomg but I’m on my way,’ wTieii suddenly I perceived a tree to che east of me, nothing to north or south, and a tall red brick structure W’ith wTiite trimmings completely ob structed my westei'u view’. 'J o my de light I was to remain at dear old G. rl. S. for several hours. Nowg dear Hebe, since you picked me up from the noor w’here someone aeposrred me from their shoes, 1 have told you my story ancl now I’m ready to melt and evaporate ^30 that some lit tle snownake may have some or my dampness to rnaktr—nia[y.pe—one of her legs.—Goodbye!” j And she did—she me 1 ted. . :- Same t’ you.! j Hastily,' HEBBlr j
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