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PROCONIAN
Thursday, February IS, 1945
PROCONIAN
Barbara Cashion Editor4n-Chief
Bill Carmichael Associate Editor
Rebekah Huggins Business Manager
Houston Teague Sports Editor
E. C. Smith, Jr. Circulation Manager
Harold Cheek Exchange Editor
Frances Ellinger Feature Editor
Sam Ross Publicity Editor
Robert Brooks Staff Photographer
Venitah Sanders Entertainment Chairman
Miss Manci Advisor
STAFF REPORTERS
John Egbert
Rodney Waters
Betty Sparrow
Bob Cornwell
Phyllis Ferguson
Erwin Danziger
David Sharpe
Helen Phillips
Charles
Bartlett
“I Gave My Dime”
This is the embarrassing story of how
C. H. H. S. has given its dimes to four fund
raising campaigns conducted in the school
since September.
Student Activity Union tickets netted the
Student Council Fund, which pays the bills
around here, approximately $175. Consider
ing what is offered with SAU tickets, the
total is low, although a vigorous campaign
was conducted to sell the tickets to more of
the 240 high school students.
Figures on the War Loan drives present
an interesting study in the ambiguity of sta
tistics. We have received a certificate stat
ing that sales of stamps and bonds total
$11,700—an impressive sum. But investiga
tion reveals that sales from C. H. H. S. alone
total $1,100—a very different figure.
Under the current plan, whereby each stu
dent is pledged to purchase at least one 10c
War Stamp each week, the high schooTs
quota will be $380. This makes $1.60 per high
school student; the Elementary School has,
in the last four months, bought approxi
mately $2.80 per student. The moral of this
paragraph is: weVe got to voluntarily buy
more War Stamps and Bonds. Sure, Uncle
Sam wants our dimes, but he wants our dol
lars, too.
The Infantile Paralysis drive, concluded a
short time ago, was the most disappointing
showing the school has made this year. Our
total contribution to the fund that fights
polio, which has come so near Chapel Hill in
the past summer, was $11.05. We offer no
comment, just the figure: $11.05.
All these drives are over now; it’s too late
to change the figures. But we can still do
two things to make our record look better.
First, we can buy twice or three times our
War Bond quota—which certainly is a modest
sum as it stands now; second, we can start
thinking about the Red Cross drive in March,
and others that will take place between now
and the end of school.
In short, C. H. H. S. students have plenty
of money to spend. Remember: your chicken-
feed helps, but your dollars make the dif
ference between failure and success.
ADDED NOTES:
Your correspondent has just returned from
Hillsboro (spelled with an “E”) . . . And
we used to think that Whiteville was bad.
. . . After the game one of the fellows hap
pened to remark in the locker room, “Boy,
that referee is a !” Replied another,
“Who called the a referee?” . . . After
seeing the way Coach Bud handled the Hills
boro officials we see where he got his name.
You should of heard the folks yelling, “Stand
back and give him room.” ... We thought
for a while that Bud was going to make
“Mincey Meat” out of the referee . . . Mr.
Honeycutt said that he was glad the game
was stopped as it might have turned into a
riot . . . Turned into one? . . . One of the
Hillsboro players accused us of tripping him.
. . . Teague and his big nose! . . . Heard at
the game: “If George were only here now!”
. . . All is fair in love and Hillsboro . . . The
frantic pleas of Sam Ross’ admirer . . . Oh,
Sam . . . Seen after the game: The Hillsboro
referees leaving the gym with their seeing-
eye dogs ...
Are you feeling tired ? Out of sorts ? Do
you have that dogged feeling? We warned
you about dating Hilda Sharkey. (Paid ad
vertisement) . . . According to David (I’m
pretty) Sharpe, they got some special taxi
cabs in New York used exclusively by people
looking for cigarettes. They’re called
smokers’ hacks . . . Our new creed: We find
these truths to be self-evident: All men are
created equal. They are endowed by their
Creator with certain unalienable rights,
among these, life, liberty, and the pursuit of
Bootsie Taylor . . . Now that the race tracks
have been closed, Mrs. Peacock is very
happy. She’s thinking of trying to get some
of the bookies to work in the library . . . The
Junior Drinking Club, better known as Sea
gram’s Seven Clowns, have come up with a
brand new plan for the school. It’s called
the Short Snort Schedule . . . They also pro
pose renaming the American History class,
“Macon’s Madhouse” . . . According to facul
ty critics the chapel program last Friday
was rated “Thigh High” on the entertain
ment scale . . . Joke:
Carmichael: “I wish I had a gag for the
column.”
Faculty Member: “I wish I had a gag
for the columnist.”
And then there’s the fellow that said he
wished he wore glasses so he could referee
basketball games.
STORY OF THE WEEK:
It happened the other day in the Tin Can.
Coach Bud (The Champ) Stanbach had just
called for a short scrimmage and the boys
that were not to take part were looking for
a place to sit down. Finally one of them
spied what looked like a pile of rubbish ly
ing on the floor and all at once the mob made
a rush for this molty looking resting place.
“Hey,” yelled the Champ, “don’t sit down
there. That’s Rebekah Huggins.”
Just now cooling off after the Hillsboro
brawl, we manage to uncover a few untainted
happenings.
Seen in Hillsboro: Our own Sammy Ross
actually carrying on a conversation with a
Hillsboro girl! Let us hasten to add—this
was before the games. . . . This Teague were
wolf coming in late after “just see-sawing”
with Sharkey. And coming back, per usual,
he was the only male occupant in the Hamil
ton’s (Yum Yum) car! . . . Tommy Williams
speeding through town (Hillsboro) with
those two freshmen girls—M. D. W. and D.
S. . . . Bootsie Taylor waking up to Car
michael—tough.
Seen in classrooms: The Lloyd boys, Ber
nard and Robert, enjoying themselves with
Mary Helen and Jane Sparrow—^respective
ly. .. . Freda Lee and Johnny Williams shar
ing the same ideas on how to get along with
people. . . . Bill Brown and Phyllis getting
over one of those little lovers’ quarrels. ...
Billy Sorrel giving Bill Holleman some ad
vice on the technique with women during
Physics class. . . . Rodney Waters, after see
ing one of those preference tests, saying,
“I’m not interested in anything but women.”
. . . Just discovered that Bob Cornwell is no
longer women-hater^—he loves ’em.
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