Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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8 THE ACOItN Jlrrsibrnt’s (Earner G. . lrvid Hagstrom. Having returned Irom an extended tour ci' cur churches in the eastern portion or our country, r am pleased to record that in these thirty-six churches visited the interest for Christian Education is on the upward trend. The tour covered four thousand and sixty (4, »o0) miles, and resulted in a material encouragement financially. Among the 22 pastors who received ns. five were either alumni or formerly teachers or students of Bethel Academy and they all sent greetings: viz. Dr. c». A. Gordh, Rev. M. Larson, O. OKerlund. and D. F. Nygrcn, A. Rendahl. A noted pedagogue has said that education is the remov. al of limitations. As the students go from Bethel Academy now lor the coming season and some for future years, we trust that the process of the removal of limitations 1 as begun in such a way as lo promise a free and unobstructed path to success and happiness. These limitations are physical, intellectual, social and spiritual; and hence the work of education continues through lire. This is therefore a commencement which we now celebrate in more than an official sense. It is a literal one also. May it be the Commencement of which the good boo makes mention, which reminds us that The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.” As the Bethel students go forth, having now commenced work in the New Bethel, we sincerely trust that each will commence to work harder for new students and for more liberal support ot the school, ami pray more earnestly for the welfare and progress of each as well as for the school as such. Trusting God for an answer to our prayers we can rest assured that this commencement season will mark distinct prog, ress and go down into history as one ot the important events of Baptist History.

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TH E ACORN ? at the pictures, the expression in her face was of a different character. Now her countenance exhibited decision. She was no longer deeply involved in both. The one photograph received more attention than the other. One was being slighted, it seemed. Yes.” she remarked to herself. after all I think Jack docs look better than Gus. I really never knew tilt now how homely he was. IIow foolish I've been all this time! indeed, I'm glad J met Bill this morning. The Information lie gave is invaluable. In fact I shall write him this evening; the sooner the better. I can’t have one who visits pool-rooms. Jack doc-s not do that, for he belongs to church and attends quite regularly, I understand.” Gus. and Jack returned to the dresser, Amy secured some paper and ink, and sat down to send Gus. the message that occupied her heart. Bite commenced to write; but rose again and took Gus.’s picture and placed it in the lowest drawer of the dresser, where she evidently thot it best to put him. having now fully decided to sever all relations with him. •’Dear Gus..” she began, you will be somewhat surprised to receive this letter. But I only wish to tell you that I ni prevented from seeing you next Sunday. I must go away. Then again, after serious deliberation, I have come to the conclusion that it is best lor you and I to discontinue our present mutual relationship and consider each other only as ordinary friends. Now please do not ask why 1 have thus written. Let this suffice.” The letter settled the matter: in consequence of which the only present alternative, Jack, was chosen. He was thenceforth to be hers; and from that moment occupied her undivided concern. Gus., on the other hand was obliged to content himself with Amy's ultimatum. It was a blow to him. but he said no more. Had lie known of Jack’s intentions he would doubtlessly have changed hie course long before. Once more the old lake appeared In its Sunday raiment. Again the quiet waters were thickly spotted with zealous sea rovers. bubbling over with happiness in gratitude for the perfect day. This time, tho, it was not the moon that shone down upon them, but the glowing July sun in all its warmth and radiance, contrasting itself with the few small clouds, far over near the western horizon, which seemed arrayed in mischievous apparel: and not Gus. and Amy that were now trying to imbibe the very quintessence of it all; it was Jack and Amy that were the sole rulers of the frail looking gray boat, which that moment just missed the nose of a passing launch. Gus. no longer affected to vibration the chords of her heart. It was Jack who had risen to the sovereign throne of her soul and was that afternoon seeking to draw closer the bands of mysterious love, and imprison her from external forces of obtrusive influence. He it was who dipped the oar as they bade farewell to the Gordon Park shore and glided swanlike thru the calm waters and left the other enthusiasts in the rear. Oh! hew grand’.” she again remarked. And you do row so nicely. Jack. I only wish I also knew how to row.” On they went into the thickest of solitude—the strange workings of magic love in the hearts of two individuals who apparently perceived nothing save each other. Except for Amy. Jack would surely have continued and -gone still further: but she reminded him that safety and caution were things well worth llieir serious consideration. and hence admonished him not to row too far but set a goal; which advice fitted in very well, for just then a clap of thunder greeted their pensive ears, frightening Jack, it appeared, more than his friend. Now we'd better return.” he hastily remarked. We are pretty far from shore. Let's start immediately. Again it thundered. The clouds were fast appearing. The sun disappeared. The wind, a north-westerly, set up. growing in volume and speed. The waves responded to the command of the wind, getting choppy. and putting on their ghostlike white-caps. It blew still worse: and the clouds (Con. cn page 9.)

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THE ACORN 9 ulir 3Kiur $tauit?il program Alfred J. M 'ing blade Someone has said that the figure “3” has great fame in history. It has been pointed out that some of (lie greatest events have taken place in a year ending in “5”. Kings princes, politicians, scientists and heroes nave been born or have died in a year ending with this famed figure, tiismark, Carlyle. Lincoln, Bunker Hill. Waterloo and Magna Charta may be cited as examples of this assertion. The Northern Baptist Convention has accepted this fateful figure and adopted a live year program which is inspiring this •great body to do even greater things for the cause of Christ and His Kingdom. Wc as a school could profit by this example and set up a standard to inspire our efforts. I was especially thinking of this summer. Would it not be well for every student to determine to carry out the following program during this vacation: 1) Urge five worthy young people to come to Bethel Academy next fall. 2) Attempt to impress upon at least five persons the financial need of Bethel, with the purpose of getting a subscription from them, if possible. 3) Determine to get five new subscriptions for the Acorn. 1) Boost for Bethel whenever you have the opportunity. 5) Last but not least, pray for our schoo' and its president, its teachers and students. If we all carry out this program we would next ta’l have a greater, better and more v. i’c’.v krown Bethel. Anabasis (Contuned from page 7.) gathered at a terrific rate: the waters faithfully obeying, and making it all the while more difficult for Jack to gain proper headway. But on he rowed heading for the bath-house directly in front of him. On he rowed, and on came the waves, the wind, the rain. It was a terrible hour. “What shall we do!” shouted Amy; “we can never reach shore in this weather. Now look! You arc heading too far east! Turn more to the south-west!” This he did, pulling intensively on the right oar. But that turn was a move in the wrong moment, for a big wave simultaneously hit the boat or. the starboard side, and completely filled it. “Can you swim!” yelled Jack. “A little!” came the faint answer, as the struggling girl commenced to fight the cruel wind and waves. Upon these words Jack swam on letting Amy to herself. It was a hard struggle for Amy. The elements were against, her. She could never lioid out in such a sea. “Help! Help!” she yelled. But the words died away in the madly rushing wind. Several waves dashed over her head; but the meagre experience she had gained during the few times she had been out bathing helped her marvelously. Yet how could there be any hope? The sea was too strong. Her strength was giving way. The angry deep would soon hold her in its ravenous c:utch. But a voice was heard! She looked! A form was madly fighting its way toward her. Under he went. Up popped the head again. Amy’s strength increased. Hope leaped in bounds. But oh! what a battle: “Grab the rope!” he yelled as ho neared the girl; for he had a thick chord round bimreif in some way. ‘‘Don't got excited!”