That all the members of the Cornelian Literary Society are actively interested in its work has been shown by the varied and interesting programs. The eighth grade, 57 strong, speedily fell into line, bringing into the organization the “Fresh” vigor and enthusiasm of their colorful personalities—color not mentioned. The society, which is now in its eighty year, was formally re-organized in September. Louise Sargent, Lewis Kluttz, Ellen Huckabee, Mae Ornsborne, and Juanita Huneycutt were elected to fill the most important student offices, and Miss McLean consented to act as critic.
Since the first meeting, the society has held others every two weeks. The programs have been varied. More interest has been taken in the debates than in any other feature of the work. With ardor, we have delved into the ways and means of the soldier bonus. The question of trade school training versus high school for a boy who has only four years after having grammar school was hotly contested. We argued with great gusto: “That is ain’t no crime to steal chickens.” After due deliberation on the part of the judges, the decision in this famous chicken debate was rendered in favor of the negative, though the affirmative had the best arguments! In view of this decision, the society hereby warns the general public to lock their chicken houses, particularly on dark nights, lest their gentil slumbers be disturbed by the squawk, squawk of some fond mother hen grieving for a wayward young rooster!
The above debate was a feature of our “Negro Special” program, where each member was on the minstrel order. “Massa’s in de Cold, Cold Cold Ground” brought a tear to the eye and a sob to the voice. We comforted only by the plaintive melody of “Sweet Chariot, Coming fer to Carry Me Home.” However, “Waterm llion”(watermelon??) gave us fresh courage and the strength of hope to “carry on” at least the next season! Meanwhile the subject for the triangular debate has already been announced, and work has begun by those trying out in the preliminary. The Cornelian, as well as the Wilson Society, has firmly resolved to make an even better showing tis year than last. On to Chapel Hill is our slogan.
From page 5 of The Midget, published by the students of the Albemarle High School, December 1922
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