Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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THE A C O RN 1U EDITORS, ROBERT ANDERSON, IDA BILLMAN, LILLY STONESTROM. CU:st. CJ. has already found a Hose. Rather early. The record for pole-vaulting for one or two of the boys js iess than the high jump. Found by Bob. A. on Lake Street Bridge cne rainy night, a boy who seemed lost. After several attempts at trying to find out his name. Bob. found it to be Gust. G. from Bethel. Bob. brought him home. G. A. G., looking at last page of a newspaper: I always read Little Aids for Cupid, because I might need them sometime.” In Minneapolis, would you call the spikes that hold up the safely zone, suspenders of traffic,—safety pins? At the end of three weeks of married life a Southern darky returned to the minister who performed the ceremony and asked for a divorce. The minister, after explaining that he couldn’t give him one, said: “You know, Sam, you took her for better or for worse ' ’Yes sir, I knows flat,” rejoined the darky, but—but, she’s worse than I took her for. —Ex. I tcok her out in my new canoe, As the summer’s day toward evening drew, A wooing, bashful lover: 1 kissed her on her lips divine. And asked her softly to be mine, When the blooming boat turned over.—Ex. If a mosquito bite thee on one hand, give him the other, palm downward. Anna S.— This is a gossiping room. A. S. (hard of hearing)—“it surely is a gospel.” Prof. H. C. W.—“Where is poetry in winter, when everything is frozen?” V. H. Sword—“In the poet's heart. Mr. Person—“What is so interesting about the poem ’AktenskapsriMgan’? G. A. Gustafson—“The subject.” “God made man and rested. Then God made woman. Since then neither God nor man have rested. —Ex . C. Robt. A—“What’s the initials on that ball? T think its mine.” Ruth E.—“C. R. A. Z. Y. It must be yours.” On May 1st the students had an outing to Minnehaha Falls which was enjoyed very much by everybody. Good-Bye Bethel. Good-Bye Bethel Good-Bye Bethel! We’re going to leave you now! Rob. A.— I got a headache above one eye.”

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THE ACORN liS (iXlaisje Elian Gusb'ifson The attention of the world was called to Earl Carlson the wonderful inventor and .genius, lie had competed an aeroplane that could liy across the Atlantic ocean In less than twenty-four hours. The journey thru the air was as sate as a journey on land. It had always been ray desire to take a trip thru the air, and visit the old world. Earl consented to act as my guide and take me to any place 1 desired. My first stop was in Italy, the country with blue skies, trees of orange and lemons, air filled with the fragrance of the orange blossom and the blazing oleanders. The sun was setting, coloring the sky in colors that no artist can paint. I seated myself by a sparkling fountain. I saw the mcon as it rose blending the crimson of the sky with the blue of night. The stars shone brightly one by one. silently as a nun; the twilight thickened and the sharp jagger edges at houses and mountains were obscure, only the beauty remained. I was lost in the beauty of it, when I saw a tall stately priest walk down the worn path from a large monastery with steps slow and deliberate. A little child passed and addressed him as Padre Hammer, in the pale moonlight I saw the selfsame Gust Hammer that used to sit in the class rooms at Bethel always longing to recite his lessons. lie seemed somewhat sadder than of yore, hut his burning zeal lor the betterment ol' humanity was no less. His solemn voice blended well with the chimes of the silvery bells as they tolled the hours ror prayer. He recognised me as a stranger in Rome and spoke to me. Wc scon renewed our acquaintance, and he told me that Victor Sword was an ambassador to Italy from America. He was considered a successful agitator lor the world’s peace and the full recognition of Brotherhood of Man. lie had just left the day before and would hold a meeting at Stockholm, Sweden. Much as I would have liked to have stayed in Italy, my guide v.anted to he on flight again. Our next stopping place was Switzerland where the world’s Sunday School Convention was in session. I was introduced to the president of the Convention. I was pleasantly surprised to meet Ivey Johnson, the wise sage of our class loom, leader of such a worldwide movement. Good things usually follow close, ami here, loo, 1 saw Esther Imrson, or used to be “Larson,” representing the Swedish Baptist minister's mutual influences. She did justice to her calling; the speech she delivered and the plea she presented thrilled the audience, and it is something that will live in their memories forever. They told me that I would meet Bora Tornhlom in France. Her silvery laugh could always be heard as she walked among the ruins, castles, palaces of France gathering material for a history she was writing for the students at Bethel Academy. Hue to a slight accident with our machine, we were forced to stop at the nearest country, the Isle of Wight. My attention was called to a very unique building. I rapped at the door and was admitted by a school ma'am, who proved to be no one but Sigrid Johnson. She had always longed for adventures and now she had gone to this remote place to put into practice a new system of teaching. She is a very successful teacher and her methods will be the ones that will be used thruout the universe. That we talked is not necessary to say; both of us had much to relate. She was very glad to know about her classmates and, I, too, learned that Frank Renstrom was a “D. D.” in Africa. His ideas are modern and his theology very sound. If my guide had not been so impatient I, perhaps, would have lingered at the beautiful spot, but there is neither rest nor delay, so we again were flying thru the Cont. on page 34.

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20 THE AGO It N CHAPEL SPEAKERS. Among the different visitors of whom we had the pleasure of listening to at our chapel services arc: Dr. H. E. Trolle of Mexico, Mo. Mr. W. I). Stem, Des Moines, Iowa. Mr. Stroble. Mr. C. M. Stocking, Minneapolis. Rev. Mossberg, Mankato, Minn. Rev. K kb lad, Red Wing, Minn. Rev. Risinger, Minneapolis. Rev. A. J. Freeman, Rockford, 111. Dr. E. R. Pope, Minneapolis. Mr. Dickenson, Supt. Childrens Home. Rev. Stolberg, North Dakota. Dr. Petzol, Montana. Rev. Kemper, Temple Baptist Church, Minneapolis. Dr. Harry Noble Wilson, Central Pres. Church, St. raid. Miss Cora Rudy. Mr. Oalderwood, Prohibition worker. Dr. Dick, First M. E. Church, Minneapolis. Rev. Holtzerman, Sec. Henn. Co. S. S. Association. Mr. McFarland, Minn. Gospel Mission, St. Paul. Mr. Kakuirum, U. of Minn. Rev. Jacob Peterson, Elirn Swed. Baptist Church, Minneapolis. Rev. Licchlctcr. Dayton, O. Mr. A. J. Dalile, Prohibition worker. Mr. Wolff, Minneapolis. Rev. Swanson, First Swedish Baptist Church, St. Paul. Rev. Hall. Bethel Swedish Bapt. Church, Minneapolis. Mr. Cederberg, a St. Paul Architect. Mr. Cross. Board of Public Health. Rev. Adolph Olson, Bethany Swedish Bapt. Church, St. Paul. Maurice Adelslieim, Minneapolis Jeweler. Dr. Ceo. Doris, Macalester College. President Kerfoot of Hamline. Esther Sundl'elt, Macalester College. Rudolph Crook, Minnesota University. Dr. Norton, Ex-President of Sioux Falls College. Mrs. Angore, Miss Ynlstadt and Miss Munkurtz of the Union Mission. Major Clancy of Minneapolis. Rev. John Wahlborg of Sweden. Rev. A. M. Locker, Sec’y Minn. S. S. Association. Dean Woods of the Agricultural School. Rev. Schugren of the Telegu Mission or India. Rev. Loucks, Fourth Bapt. Church, Minneapolis. Dr. Sandell of the Seminary. Oscar Freed or the University. Dr. Frank Peterson of Minneapolis. Rev. Holmen of the Norw. Danish Bapt. Church, Minneapolis. FRESHMEN FANCIES. The “Fresliies” have been conspicuous thruout the entire year for their strict attention to the work before them. Especially has this been true at meal time. During the warm days of spring when it becomes so intensely monotonous to study English, Algebra, etc., the Freshmen have been found under the shady trees upon the campus, in “Langford Park or out at “Minnehaha Falls” studying nature, dreaming, philosophizing or picking flowers for Botany class.” Several of our distinguished Fresliies” have left us during the last semester of the school year. We wish all of them the very best success, and hope to see their smiling faces among us at the opening or the next school year. One of our prominent Fresliies was kidnapped by the ladies of the sophomore class sometime during the last semester. Of course we have reasons to admire the taste of the “sophomore girls.” but the prominent “Fresliie,” whom we missed, we have no compliments for. lie is evidently enjoying his new and highly educated environment. “Farewell, ye Fresliie days, with all your mirth and happiness. We leave you with great regret, knowing that nothing more of importance will again be heard from us until the gloomy Senior days.”