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HIGH LIFE
May 4, 1928
FIIGH LIFE
Published Bi-\yeekly by the Students of
The Greensboro High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded bv the Class of ’21
Charter
Member
March
1925
Entered as Second-Class Matter at the
Post Office, Greensboro, N. C.
STAFF
Managing Editor . . . Dick Burroughs
Editor J. D. McNairy
Business Manager Ed Davant
Assl Business Mgr Jack Kleemeir
Associate Editors
Henry Biggs Louis Brooks
Emma Griffin Clyde Norcom
Carlton Wilder John M. Brown
Assistant Editors
Elvie Hope Irene McFadyen
Margaret Britton Margaret Betts
Art Editors
Ed Turner William Troxell
Typists
Virginia Simmons Ruth Stinnett
Jules Squires
Typists
Jules Squires Ruth McQuaige
Ruth Stinnett Virginia Shelton
Frances Swift Etoile Kirkman
Katherine Wagner
Reporters
Mary L. Underwood Daphne Hunt
Margaret Kernodle Doris Hogan
Carl Lane Brown Helen Miles
Mary H. Robinson Eugenia Isler
Rose Goodwin Douglas Long
Douglas Cartland Albert Lindy
Faculty Advisers
Mrs. Mary S. Ashford
Mrs. Alma G. Coletrane
Miss Nell Chilton
Wisdom comes with age. Wit
ness the fact that several of the
.seniors are cutting wisdom teeth.
Clarence Cone particularly is af
flicted ; but he says he doesn’t know
a hit more than he did when he was
a freshman. It isn’t the old
school’s fault, though; he’s been
exposed like the rest of us.
Scene: Miss Walker’s chicken
house. Time: One night not long
ago. Characters: One of our ‘ ‘ ‘ dear
teachers,” the intruder, alias the
pet coon from the fire station. Ac
tion: Swift, loud, nervous, and to
the point, scratching and counter
attack. Climax: Miss Walker ar
rives and saves the day. The coon
is trapped. A gentleman calls for
him and carries him away. The
nervous excitement of two fright
ened ladies. Curtain,
The musicians carry off the tro
phies at N. C. C. W., the cinder
path stars walk away with the
honors in all the meets, and the
publications bring home the prizes
in the literary contests. The old
school seems to be stepping out all
around. She has taking ways, to
say the least.
It’s a fine thing to visit New
York, hut it’s mighty hard on our
grades.
Add this to your list of hard luck
tales. Several boys signed up to
take the state math examination
because they thought they would be
excused from at least two classes.
However, due to the late arrival of
the questions, they missed two
study periods and lunch period.
The Coming Election
Within a few short weeks we will
choose the president of the student
body for next year. This is with
out a doubt the most important
election we hold each year; we con
fer upon one person the highest
honor it is within our power as stu
dents to give; we select one person
for a big job next year, that of
directing the student council and
its work in a student body of over
twelve hundred. It is therefore
expedient that we act with wisdom
and consideration in this matter.
We should probe our reasoning
powers to the depth and exercise
common sense and foresight.
Where shall we turn for a man
to fill the job and how shall we
know when we have found him?
We recognize the fact that upon
the president of the council rests
the responsibility of executing the
plan of student government. If we
make a right selection, then this
form of student privilege will en
dure; if we choose wrongly, it is
likely to pass away, or at least lose
its influence and importance in the
student life of the school.
First of all let us choose a man
for the job who stands high in
scholarship. This phase of school
life merits more recognition than it
receives. We are apt to forget
scholarship in the excitement of a
heated campaign in our anxiety to
choose ‘‘one of the gang.” If a
student applies himself to his
studies and succeeds in keeping his
scholarship well above the average,
then we have all reason to believe
that he is more likely to succeed in
a job such as this than is the stu
dent who neglects his studies for
other things. Of course we should
not vote on scholarship alone, but
supposing all other things being
equal with two candidates, then the
one with the higher average should
be our choice.
Let us hope that scholarship will
be a large factor in all our elections
this spring. Let’s hope that we as
students will recognize and reward
this quality in our fellow students.
Four More Weeks
In four short weeks this school
year will he a matter of history.
Our grades will have been deter
mined ; our failure or passing
marked up to our account. We will
turn our eager hopes toward the
enjoyment of a vacation.
For many of us this is a vital
time in determining our credit for
the semester’s work. Just now our
grades are an even break; the mat
ter of our final average will be de
termined by the work we do during
these short weeks. If we apply
ourselves diligently, then all will
be well; if not, then thereby hangs
another outcome.
Spring fever may have us in its
grip; the lure of the out of doors
may be too strong for us to over
come. To play the games we love
may cause us to neglect our school
work. It is a vital time in our
semester’s work. It is a simple
matter of whether we want to
work or not; if we do, then all will
be well if we do our job earnestly
now; if we do not, then nothing
will come of us in this world.
It was quite a coincidence that
all the negative teams from the
larger cities won in the debate, thus
eliminating these cities from the
finals.
The Mikado
After the success of the music
students in the state contest, the
whole school has experienced a re
awakening of interest in the ac
tivities of this department. We
knew all the time that Mr. Miller
was doing a fine piece of work with
the students; but we were not
aware that the whole department
was of such a high order.
It is with a keen interest that the
whole school is awaiting the presen
tation of “The Mikado.” In the
past we have been pleased and en
tertained with the two light operas
that have been presented, the
“Belle of Barcelona” two years
ago, and the “Pirates of Penzance”
last year. Both drew capacity au
diences and favorable comments
from the press.
According to reliable sources the
coming opera will be far superior
to the others. It is considered the
masterpiece of the famous com
posers, Gilbert and Sullivan. It is
well adapted to high school presen
tation. With the improvement of
the musicians in technique and
performance the final production
will he one of beauty and merit.
Dr. Thomas Hume
Among the teachers of North
Carolina no man ever stood higher
than Dr. Thomas Hume. While
possessing great executive ability,
being a leader of the first order, he
was primarily a teacher. While
professor of English and literature
at the University of North Carolina
Dr. Hume brought the students
who came under him a depth of
spiritual insight, a love for the
highest and best, and an acquaint
ance with the great masterpieces of
literature which they could acquire
in a like manner under no one else.
Although a native of Virginia,
Dr. Hume gave to North Carolina
the best years of his life. He was a
recognized leader in the field of
education in this state long before
men like Ayeoek, Mclver, and Al
derman gained any prominence.
For twenty-six years he devoted
himself to his work at the Univer
sity. During this time he carried
an amazing number of classes, de
livered lectures in many sections of
the state, preached sermons wher
ever he was asked, and spoke far
and wide in the interest of educa
tion.
Born in Virginia, Dr. Hume at
tended a preparatory school for
college. His collegiate work was
completed and he began teaching.
When the Civil War came along he
enlisted and saw actual service in
the field. After the war he served
in various places as a teacher, a
preacher, and once as president of
a small college. In 1887 he became
a professor at the University and
remained there until his death in
1912.
Outstanding among his work was
his organization of the first Y. M.
C. A. in the college. He helped to
write the constitution for this body
and remained active in it all his
life.
Dr. Hume will long be remem
bered for the masterful work that
he did. Many of his students are
the leading men of our state today.
They came under his influence and
reflect his teachings throughout all
their acts. His was a work that
will endure.
EDUCATING THE EDITOR
Wliat a relief! Those class issues
were a life-saving thing to ye editor.
He could iieA’er have kept np the strain
during the past two months when the
old world has been whizzing around so
dizzily for him. The classes put va
riety and spice in the issues, to say
nothing of the experience that the
editors gained from their work. Many
new ideas came to this writer and he
can realize now how much better the
paper could have been.
Ye editor has been having a time of
it all. Between New Yorking, standing
examinations, viewing the capital city,
debating, and the various other activi
ties besides the regular work, he has
hardly had time for a breathing spell.
It is with reluctance that he gets back
to this job of putting out a paper. It is
not alluring in the least. After sling
ing words for a year he still finds it
quite a task to keep it up at high pres
sure speed. After two weeks of leisure
in the big city he finds it hard to get
back to commonplace things; after
eight weeks of rest from newspapering,
he finds it mighty nigh impossible to
take up the pen and begin to throw the
ink. It is triply hard with the joys of
seniorhood thrust upon him—that of
writing term papers.
The scene was intensely dramatic.
Hamlet was speaking to his mother.
Suddenly a noise behind a curtain made
the hero suspect something foul. Whip
ping out his sword and crying, “A rat!
A rat!” he thrust it through the cur
tain and killed—not the villain but an
innocent eavesdropper. However, the
sword proved to be a stick with a rather
rough end on it. The aim of the
player impersonating Hamlet was poor.
As a result poor Polonius suffered a
scratched nose which caused him to
leave the stage after being slain. For
several days Gordon sported the
wounded nose. Hamlet, unsuspecting
the tragedy, continued the play and
brought it to a triumphal close; then
Miss Tillett’s English class was over
for the day.
A mysterious character is often the
subject of conversation around the pub
lication room. She is discussed by
boys in particular; yet everyone, ex
cept a few, is mystified by her name
and the vague allusions to her. Just
how she came into the conversations of
so many of the boys, no one knows—
that is, no one tells exactly. In the
same breath with her name the con
versationalists mention Minnesota,
beautiful eyes, charming letters, unan
swered appeals, pictures of alluring
beauty, and a girl of infinite charm. It
seems that two or three are engaged in
the letter writing contest; each rivals
for her attention. They speak with a
vague, far-off meaning when mention
ing her name; they dare not even whis
per her name or address for it is feared
that others may take up the habit of
letter writing and alienate her pen.
They mildly whisper, “Sylvia,” and we
wonder, and others wonder, and all fo
us are mystified.
Perhaps the distinguished editor, Mr.
Wilder, could throw some light on the
above subject. Fie speaks with a
somewhat keener knowledge of the situ
ation than any of the other boys. It
has been suggested, and we second the
idea, that an investigation committee
be appointed to probe the mysteries of
this “Sylvia” episode. Will some one
enlighten us on the subject? Ask Mr.
Wilder the particulars, and press the
matter.
New IMrk receiA'ed our delegation;;
it seemed that the whole town came to
the station to meet us; Avhen vre men
tioned the fact, however, some one told
us that a crowd stayed there all the
time. But there wasn’t any welcoming
committee and the mayor didn’t present
us with the keys to the city; we later
saw the key on display; it could be
bought for a Avhole dime; but of course
it wouldn’t work as there was no gate
to the city.
Going up Broadway we thought the
city had turned out for us to parade
b.A"; ^Ye joined the OA^er inoAung throng
and AAvaited for the cheers. There
AA'eren’t any; it seems that there is
alAA'ays a parade, if you choose to call
it that, and there are alAA’ays croAA’ds
of people on the street as though it
AA'ere a holiday. Again aa’c felt insig
nificant in the melting pot of souls.
There AA’ere slot machines eA’ery-
AA’here. We couldn’t lose them. EA’ery-
thing from food to transportation could
be purchased by dropping a nickel in
the slot and turning the crank. The
only thing AA’hicli can’t be bought in
NeAv York from a slot machine is lodg
ing for the night. EAmrything else is
on display AA’aiting for some one to drop
in the coin and turn the crank. We
looked for a place where AA’e could drop
in some money and receive an educa
tion AA’hile we waited; AA’e found none.
DaAAii of tomorroAA’—AA’hat AA’ill it
bring? The outcome of eA’ents tomor-
roAV depends on the preparation of
today. The best preparation is a clean
record AA’hich is iiiA’ariably the result
of a strong character.—Manual Arts
Weeldg, Los Angeles, Calif.