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Page Tioo HIGH LIFE May 30, 1940 HIGH LIFE Published Semi-Monthly !SimwMioNAi> l)y the Students of (Ireensboro Senior High School Greensboro, N. C. Founded by Class of 1921 Revived ))y the Spring Journalism Class of 1937 Kntered as second-class matter March 30, 1910, at the post office at Greensboro, N. C., under the Act of March 3, 1879. EDITORIAL STAFi; Elitor-in-Ghi;f Alleene Darby Managing Editor P>ari)ara Rentlcy Associate Editors Reginald Starr, . Eleanor Dare Taylor Exchange Editor and Chief Typist Jane Winfrey Feature Editor Rett.y Hayes Sports Editor Le-vvis Thornlow Proofreader Aurelia Dunstan Alumni Correspondent Jean Trimble Circulation Manager Janet Cox Assistant Typist Lucille Roseberry Staff Photographer Solomon Kennedy Photographers Raul Ginnlngs, Purnell Kennedy REPORTERS Janet Cox, Aurelia Dunstan, Pat Fordham, Sue Hall, Gloria Hogewood, James Hop kins, Martha Hornaday, Beverly Ann Money, Annie Louise Patterson, Reginald Starr, Eleanor Dare Taylor, Hope Thorn burg, Jean Trimble, Frances Winslow, Irma Estes, Rachael Whiteside. BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager Irma Estes Advertising Manager — Rachael AVhiteside ADVERTISING AGENTS Sue Hall, Ella Mae Norman, Jane Sloan, Arlene Whitener, Janet Cox, Reginald Starr, Betty Hayes, Eleanor Dare Taylor, Barl)ara Bentley, Maxine Connell, Eveleen Ellison, and Frances Winslow. FACULTY ADVISERS Editorial Mrs. Betts, Miss Pike Fmancial Mr. Plucks Forward March!—But Not to War Crusade for Better Living In opening the Clean-Up, Fix-Up, Paint- Up campaign, which started last Monday and wliich will last until June 10, Greensboro ini tiated its first and much-needed crusade for better citizenship, improved living standards, stimulation of business, and increased em ployment. In cooperating with civic gi-oups by carry ing this program into their homes, high school students can help demonstrate that “good business is good citizenship.” She Was An Inspiration In the midst of the activities of the day, wo pause and bow our heads in silent tribute to the memory of one who lived and worked among us. Thursday morning at 10 o’clock, when the hundreds of Senior high school stu dents heard the serious tone of their prin- ei]ial over the amplifying system, they un hesitatingly, and as one person, laid aside all work and interests and listened to the solemn voice reading a tribute, written by one other close friend to the work and life of Miss Mary Morrow. Death is shrouded in mystery, and when it comes close to us, taking those in our midst, we feel awed and un certain ; but when we got a vision of a life well lived—filled with the courage and joy in service, the awe is lifted to inspiration and thankfulness tliat we had such a one among us. Katherine Cornell Tells Her Story Penetrating tlirougli the pages of her au tobiography is the warmth and charm that helped Katherine Cornell become “the first lady of the American theatre.” An intimate record of her life and career is the history she relates in “I Wanted to Be An Actress.” Not only does she tell of her exciting ex periences, since hers has been a Broadway career life, but she also tells of her school days in Buffalo and her early apprenticeship in stock. Reviews of many of Miss Cornell’s per formances appear in the book; the foreward is a contribution of her husband, Guthrie McClintic; and there are 32 pages of photo graphs ! Honest, direct remarks about other people, whose names are famous among theatre-go ers, including Helen Hayes, Norma Shearer, Leslie Howard, Maurice Evans, Orson Wel les, and Basil Rathbone, and stage advice to young actresses and actors help to make this book one of unusual appeal to anyone in terested in the tradition and significance of the American theatre. Clinic Record Book Some of our students don’t seem to realize the various types of diseases and ailments represented in, Senior high school. Why, the fellow' .sitting' iie.xt to one in French might be suffering from some organic trouble with a name as long as from here to yonder, or so the clinic book Miss Moser keeps for all the people who get sick slips indicates. In glancing over the book, maybe you’ll notice P. T. Hines’ name, who, the book says, went home (or somewhere) with a tummy ache. Bob Boaz left school because of a bumped head, the records show. Not very long ago AVillie Alae King went to the clinic and, seeing none of Miss Moser’s assistants near, wrote lier name and the reason she was leaving school. She recorded that she had “intergestion” and was “dissy.” AA-'eU Miss Moser knew that AVillie Mae was not kidding about this illness because no one who wasn’t dizz.y could have possibly managed such spelling. Poet’s Comer An Apple a Day (Would You Like to Graduate That Waij?) Like unto tin apple tree is Gi'eciisboro Senior big'b. Its products wliieli you contemplate arc graduatc.s passing by, Mr. Roulli and faculty prepare them for the inai'ket, (Tliougli unlike fruit our graduates have diplomas in tlieir pockets.) Ilow they did it? Ah, the horticulturist could tell: First you spray ’em with “book I’arnin’ ” until they know it well; Then you cidtivate intensely the three years that they’re growing, Deal death to tempting termites—and there’s a eroii worth showing! Then pick ’em at eommeneement, dust off superfluous spray, Ihiek carefully in labeled crates, send ’em gayly on their wa.v. On returning to the blooming branches, the ])rotecting arms of Alma Mater, Fi-om higher learning, army, job—each wan dering sou and danghter. The greeidiorns that Ave used to know (no tice use of the jiast tense) Will have ripened aiul matured a lot a lew years hence. tto I’ightly say the gai-deners, watching lass and lads, “For (piality you just can’t beat the 1940 0 rads’!” TO DOGAVOOD Put away your shears, my child, 'riiis is a sacred tree; ’Twas left here by our Father Reminder to you and me. Pure white petals form a cross On each a dull briwn stain. As if ’twas here our Christ Child lay And felt His life blood drain. Ten thousand crosses on one tree, Shriodf their story to the world. For every mortal eye to read, A revered song unfurled. 'Pen thousand trees, and more, child. Are sprung up for the earth A glorious testimony—these. New love, new life, rebirth. Yes, put away your shears, my child. Indeed—a sacred tree (tod put it here in faitli and trust Reminding you and me. —Ruth O’Connor, 1938 Alumna. e ©e Fb)£- By RACHAEL AATJITESIDE Noaa' that Soap Box orators and elections are only hectic memories, students can at last relax just a wee bit and concentrate on a better school for next year. It’s really a pity that the seniors can’t be here to see those excellent new officers perform. Entries from ye scribes’ little back note book ; Gappy and Douglas, along with many other candidates; ought to put their heads together and do something about that “super vised school dancing” about which they agree. Speaking of pictures, Janet Cox and Betty Hayes went in for them in a big way— JANET, for her own voting beguiling smile on her cards, and BETTY for the cute little girls’ heads on her posters. Billy Brinkley and Clinton Yantiss both have a passion for big signs—Billy’s banner nearly blew his ear away, and you could al most see Clinton’s at the Square. Originality counts! Irl Newton, at least, thinks so, because he passed out little slips printed with the way to say “yes” in several tongues—you know, si, oui, ja, and so forth. . . . and Lacy Sellars’ “clothesline” placards in the main hall really caught the eye. The social cruise at High Rock brought out a lot of new play clothes. AYas it an accident that two seniors appeared in identi cal slack suits? From the looks of the gals’ faces—it wasn’t! Wanied; No Sleeping Pills “Ah, sleep is the flOAver of all mankind!” saith Aristotle, but Janet Cox is willing to bet ten hours of sound sleep on the fateful night of May 14 that the old geezer never had high-class robbers roaming around his bedroom while he was patiently snoring away. She is also willing to roll dice on the “Believe-it-or-not” tale that no high-class robber eA'er misses si.x hundred dollars so narrowly as a certain one did when he en tered the Cox abode and burned the mid night oil. Tlie truth of the story is that Papa Cox, feeling like a straight flush with six hun dred dollars warming his wallet, decided suddenly that he Avould rather be cool and knoAv that the big roll was in the bank. So he hopped up to the bank and got rid of five hundred and ninety-one of the bills. But the big bad burglar didn’t know that, and while Papa Cox and all the little Coxes were sleeping away like regular Aristotles, he made off with a sandwich, nine lonesome dgllarsi- in a wallet, and a pair of pants. AVefl, there it Is. I guess you don’t want to bet, after all, do you? How Did You Hear It? Hat styles may often change—but so do stories! AATien Sue first heard about the fol lowing episode, she really believed it. AVhy not? Betty swore it.Avas true. It seems that Betty’s mother bought a iieAV Avide-brimmed hat with a lovel.v wreath of flowers on it. On her AA-ay home, after mak ing this purchase, she stopped by the church to attend the funeral services of a de ceased friend. Since she didn’t Avant to carry the box, a large cellophane one that un abashedly revealed its contents, into the church, she left it just outside in the hall. The next time she saw that hat, it was lying on top of the coffin, Avhich the pall bearers Avere carrying down the aisle! But that’s not the end of the hat story— Lolli had more to add. Her version contends that something happened to her aunt, only another lady, Avas along, and she suggested that they leave the church before the others, take a short cut to the cemetery, and get the hat off the coffin. So the two ladies rushed out and hurried tOAVard the grave yard via the short cut. After being detained by a traffic jam, caused by an automobile ac cident, the tAAm ladies arrived at the burial place just in time to see the coffin being loAvered into the ground with the floAvery hat serving as chief decoration! “Yes,” agreed Carolyn, “that’s the Asmy I heard it, except for one little detail. The victim of the hat story Avas Mrs. RooseA'elt Avhen I read it in Life.” On Your Toes! A “Minute” View of World Affairs By Sue Haul If the German drive is continued success fully until the English Empire and French Republic are under Nazi rule, what is to keep Japan or Russia from becoming Ger many’s ally in waging war against the United States? Even with the present be lated state of preparation, such a conflict would mean all odds against a victory for America. By controlling the South American coun tries through fifth column activities, Ger many could proceed by land and by sea to America, while either the gigantic Russian army or Japanese fleet would follow to add the crushing bloAV to the United States de fenders. One thing certain, America can not expect Hitler to sit at home satisfied, for certainly his lust for power will spur his ambition to cross the Atlantic. As Figiiting Nears Home England faces the first invasion since the days of AVilliam the Conqueror, but will the English ire be so inflamed that Hitler’s forces will meet great and impregnable opposition? For instance, Englishmen of 16, under conscript age, and those above con script age, 50, have been organized, 4,000,000 strong, in a home defendant corps, a corps AA’hose job it will be to wage war on any enemy parachute troops landed on English territory. Cooperation Needed Colonel Charles Lindbergh, hero of 1927, has spoken. His speech, Avhich follOAved close ly upon President RooseA^elt’s message to Congress, Avas also concerned Avith war and national defense. And, though he disagreed most definitely AA'itli the President, he seem ed to be able to offer no solution Avhatso- ever to America’s problems. It seems that in this trying period, with the horrors of Avar surrounding America, and the dangers to democracy becoming more and more a reality, the President of the United States' needs the cooperation of every citizen. And if, ope is given to criticism, it is only right that he should offer a better plan or idea Aviih his objections. Therefore, if Lindbergh could forget political differences and co operate, not as a Republican Avith a Demo crat, but as a citizen with his government, he might help the "War Department im mensely in planning air defense for the United States. Because of his acquaintance AAutli the German air fleet and his splendid ability in the air, his help in the department AA'Ould be most valuable. MllilX L h: Sts; A WAVE A Avave is strong and sure, a breath from the bosom of the sea that, gaining force, be-gins to curve; an are suspAUUled, lleckeAl Avith foam, that crashes Avith a roar of pounding drums and spc'Avs its bubbles, roaring, Dmibling, (0 the shore, and. spreading fan-like on the sand, halts— and blOAVS, and sucks back to the sea. —Gene Thornton. Dragonette Returns •Tessica Dragonette, who could furnish a mansion Avith the lavish gifts she recelA’es from radio’s largest army of devoted fans, has just returned to CBS on the Ford Sum mer Hour after spending tAvo years on con cert tours to all parts of the country. One of Miss Dragonette’s fondest memories is of her concert at AYayne university, the first affair of this type ever sponsored by the university. She Avas met at the train by a delegation of football players Avho escorted her through Detroit; and she Avas taken to tea by the undergraduates Avho had sold the most tickets to her recital. This probably is one of the lucky man’s fondest memories, too, and sounds like a splended way to put over a concert—particularly AA'hen the singer looks like Jessica Dragonette. Eberle Tops Just to keep everything in key, the same college editors Avho Avent to the polls for Billboard magazine and elected Glenn Miller their favorite band leader, returned to the Went sailing Week-end; Blisters ailing, Can’t bend! —K. W. FRANKIE CHISHOLM was in a predica ment the other day when she took her first swim of the year. Her dip was interrupted, much to her dismay, when a duck chased her. . “AYILD” BILL HANCOCK and FRANK KERNODLE both took their “jalopies” to Chapel Hill to the Greensboro-Durham game, and they both got to the game on time'—in fact, ahead of time! WILMA HARVEY and RALPH CLEM MONS had a hard time getting the mayor’s autograph on an egg, but they got it. City Lake, Sand-Grit; Back Ache Can’t Hit! -R. W. To Be or Not To Be GLORIA HOGEWOOD says she’s trying to get a real good tan because “men prefer bronz.” You class ODEI. AAmrds plied, really ing. Here? Horsey? Here should have heard a certain English recently when the teacher asked ;LE STEVENSON to state the omitted of a certain sentence, and she re- “One of the horses.” Of course it was a comma or something that was miss- New Race at North Pole When Miss Mitchell asked LEE POOLE who lived at le pole du nord, he answered, “Les Mexicains.” Geography or Lunch IRMA ESTES declared last week that les epinards liA'ed in Espagne (Spain). P. S. Irma didn’t know it, but les espagnols live in Spain, and les epinards means spinach! Castle’s Identity Revealed It will probably be of interest to readers of Hash to knoAV that the long withheld secret of the identity of LaAvrence Castle, Senior high poet, has just come to light. The Avrlter, Avho, at various times, was said to be Allen Dixon or Grace Estep, is none other than charming Margaret Bllyeu. polls last Aveek and elected Ray Eberle their favorite male vocalist, and Eberle happens to do the singing for Glenn’s band. Song Stuff John Scott Trotter, maestro on Bing Crosby’s NBS program, collaborated with Carroll Carroll, the Crosby Avriter, in his first crack at song-writing. It’s called, “You Are the One.” Tommy Dorsey’s valvet trombone tone and Prank Sinatea’s soulful vocalizing make a beautiful new ballad, “Fable for a Bose,” a fine dance version for discophiles. The plat- termate Avhich is a bit more rhythmic, but still pretty, highlights Johnny Mince’s clari net in addition to Tommy and Sinatea. It’s title? “This Is the Beginning of the End.” A fcAv of the really good SAving patterns are Bob Chester’s “Octave Jump,” Glen Gray’s “No-Name JiA'e,” Earl Hines’ “Boogie- Woogie on St. Louis Blues,” and Goodman’s Sextet’s recording, Avith Count Basie on piano, of “Till Tom Special” and “Gone With AYhat Wind?” Conversation Piece (Another chapter in the series of feminine monologue). “Hello. Yes, this is Mrs. Taylor. Why Sarah! Oli, you want that recipe for Angel Cake? Well, hold the ’phone just one min ute, and I‘ll run get it. It’s no trouble at all, I assure you. Wait, maybe I can remem ber it. Let me see now. One cup of sugar—- no, that doesn’t sound right. I think it’s three cups. Do you have paper and pencil handy? There’s the door bell; hold the ’phone for just a minute, Sarah. Hello. Did I take very long? It was a de- liA'ery boy Avith my new dress. The dress? It’s perfectly adorable! And such a bargain. My dear, you hav'e no idea. By the AA'ay, guess Avhom I met in town yesterday. No. No. . . . My dear, you’ll never guess. Mrs. Sellers! Yes, that’s the one. She looked like a freak! I think she dyes her hair. Oh, you think so too? I suppose some people think it’s pretty, but it reminds me of a field of Aveeds. I’m not the catty type, or I could tell you quite a few things about her. They say ... or did you hear about it too? By the way, Sarah, how’s little Betsy? I knoAv I owe you a visit, but Jane Kimble told me Betsy had the measles and ... No, I’ve never had them. Hm, I smell something burning. Goodness, I forgot to turn off the iron! Hello, Sarah ... no nothing serious ... a little hole in the ironing board. The door bell’s ringing again . . . the re cipe? AYhat recipe? Oh I remember now—I‘ll go get it. ... I simply must answer the door. You needn’t hold the ’phone. After- all ; AA-e are neighbors; I’ll bring it right OA-er! Goodby.” By ILENE ISRAEL.
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