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PROCONIAN
Thursday, May 17, 1945
PROCONIAN
Barbara Cashion Editor-in-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
Ardie Hamilton
Elizabeth Lyons
Rodney Waters
Colbert Leonard
Jimmy Blake
Houston Teague
Venitah Sanders
Jane Sparrow
Frances Ellinger
Stanley Cohen
Helen Phillips
Jean Whitfield
AGAIN . . .
For the seventh time, the Treasury Depart
ment is floating a War Loan. The goal for
this loan is $14 billion, of which individuals
must purchase a large part.
Perhaps it would be wise to take a moment
to see just where individual sales come in on
the final record. On these War Loans the
Treasury presumes that it will be able to sell
upwards of $10 billion of government loans to
banks and corporations. This sum, over two-
thirds of every loan, is something we hear
little about. This is not money, in the sense
of currency and silver, but is a group of se
curities.
These securities are ‘‘artificial’’ money,
money that is “made.” In other words, every
cent of this money is contributing to inflation.
It is unavoidable; we can’t do much about it.
Except for this: every War Bond purchased
by individuals is lending actual money to the
government. It is not only taking money
away from inflationary prices but is keeping
the government from having to “make” that
same amount.
And remember: for every three dollars wc
put into War Bonds, we will get back four.
So get behind the Seventh War Loan. We
are helping both the government and our
selves.
There is every good reason for buying War
Bonds. It’s up to us to do it.
ANDREWS-HENNINGER
Shopping Center
for
All the Family
As we thumbed through our little black
book of Keyhole dirt for the past week, we
found that the following young people’s fan
cies have turned to thoughts of love:
Bernard - my - dreamboy - Lloyd looks so
cute when he gets embarrassed at the slight
est mention of that “certain” letter from an
ardent female admirer. How much are you
going to blackmail him for, Betty Ward?
Our nomination for one of the cutest
couples of the month around CHHS is Leonard
Smith and Faye Jones.
Has anyone noticed those three bright red
lipstick marks on Bill Sontag’s handker
chief? He says that there are about ten fe
males he wouldn’t mind being put in this col
umn with—that boy really gets around.
It seems that a good time was had by all a
few nights ago after Senior play practice
when Nita’s car got stalled on the hill —
Teague, why don’t you learn how to drive?
This reporter wishes to report that Pee-
wee Cheek is really on the loose. Seems that
he is looking forward to a certain scene in the
Senior play.
We noticed Robert (Freshman) Brooks
standing in the hall the other day with a
little elementary school girl. Come now,
CHHS girls aren’t that bad!!
It seems that Bob Farrell is torn between
two women, Nancy Bailey and Pearl Smith.
Tough!!
When Madeline Jennings gave Tommie
W^illiams back his bracelet was it just to fix
the catch or was it for good?
Who were the late-comers to the Proconian
dance? None other than Harry Pendergraft
and Esther Cheek—
The announcer of George Cummins’ song,
“Good Night, Sweetheart'’ should have added
who it was sung to. That’s right . . . Ardie!
So you noticed, too—
We would like to put something in here
about Jimmy Blake and W. A. (dare I men
tion that name again) at the Proconian dance
—some fun!
Spring has sent Scott Gardner back in the
swing of things, this time with Jeanne Whit
field.
EDITOR’S NOTE:
It becomes my sad duty, as editor honorary of
this sheet
To inform faithful readers that there is one
obligation I’ve quite failed to meet.
The space that is normally filled with the
doings of students of CHHS
Must be used for this poem, which, penned on
the spur of the moment, is one awful
mess.
Misses Whitfield and Phillips prepared to
record any confidences someone might
blurt;
SILO —“Full of Corn”
RAILROAD TRAINS
We have just returned from a 400-mile trip
through Virginia . . . The train going up
wasn’t so bad . . . After riding Stanbach all
year, it was fun to be on a real coach for a
change ... We went to a little town called
Orange . . . We’re sorry to say though, the
girls there weren’t very juicy . . . The trip
back was really something . . . The train we
got on was a local local ... It made 104 stops
between Washington and Greensboro . . . The
seats on this train were really terrible . . .
The car we rode in was the first the company
had ever bought and we’re beginning to be
lieve that they kept it on the line as an his
torical exhibit rather than a paying proposi
tion ... In our opinion they ought to rename
these cars Daze Coaches because of the ef
fect that riding in them has on you ... We
met a conductor who had been working on the
line for 30 years . . . He said that after he had
worked for this company for 25 years he had
been given a golden watch ... In another
twenty-five years he gets the works . . .
Wonder how he meant that? . . . After taking
that trip we don’t wonder why ODT has asked
people not to travel unless it was necessary
. . . What worries us is anything that neces
sary?
STORY OF THE WEEK:
We were walking down the street on V-E
Day when we noticed a very elderly man
standing in front of Jeff’s reading a paper
with the headline, “WAR ENDS.” The old
man gazed at the headline for a long time and
then remarked, “Heh, heh, heh, I knew those
Yankees would quit sooner or later.”
Well, at last the war in Europe is over.
Now there are only 70,000,000 Japs and 11
faculty members to be defeated . . . The pro
posed plan for the High School Athletic As
sociation is causing quite a stir. It seems
the football team is demanding three members
on the security council because they say that
the basketball and baseball teams will vote
together.
Yet appeared at the deadline with only one
phrase:
“There just ain’t no dirt.”
They have told me that there is no dirt to be
had if you’d take all the people in high
school and lump ’em.
I give up; ’cause when Phillips and Whitfield
discover no dirt—that’s sump’n.
CAROLINA THEATRE
SUNDAY and MONDAY
Betty Grable * Dick Hymes
Billy Rose’s
—in—
‘DIAMOND HORSESHOE’