Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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THE ACORN i? here she has studied at a furious rate, still looking for the problem ot death to unfo:d itself unto her. She has resolved to fly high, which is proven by her motto, “Hitch your wagon to a star.” Her favorite flower is, The American Beauty. Lila Stonestrom:—One beautiful March morning in 1S97 the farmers around Dalbo, Minn., were happy because the day was very sunny. Every fanner went to his work with a singing heart; the milkmaid sang her old favorite song as the streams of milk struck the bottom of her pail: and the birds began to sing a new song of life. What had happened? The arrival of “Little Sunbeam” had been announced. As lit. tie Lila grew, she became the pet of her home and the wonder of Dalbo; every little while the neighbors heard her voice reecho through the valleys and woods of Dal-ho. At the age of six she began to realize that life was more than laughter and song; she began the graded school which she finished after eight years of hard work. In 1912 she again realized the seriousness of life and steered straight for Bethel Academy. where she lias cheered many a down, hearted friend with a happy smile. Her favorite flower is The Seven Sisters'; her motto.— Cheerfulness ; her favorite study.—.Mathematics. Victor Larson:—The people who lived In the city of Ashland, WIs., on the 155th day of Aug., 1891, heard the newsboys on the street corners, cry out. “Extra! Extra! Everybody dug down into their pockets to find a penny to buy a paper. In bold headlines they saw.— “A wonderful boy born in the suburbs of Ashland.” He stayed with his parents in Ashland until the age of four years, when his parents moved out on a farm, and the little dimpled darling, Victor, had to follow along. The farm agreed with him beautifully; here his life unfolded itself as a bud unfolds itself into full bloom. Victor has always had hardships to put up with. When but five .'ears of age he walked three miles to school, but his little legs seemed willing to carry him on; in the year of 1900 he graduated from the Highland public school. After having spent a few years on the farm he lelt that farming was not his life's calling. He entered Bethel Academy 1913 to prepare to become a preacher. He has served the church at Woodrlver, WIs., as pastor for two years. Victor Larson is a lover of the red, which is proven by his choice ot flower, The Red Rose”. His motto is. By Courage and Faith.” He loves to study science, because it makes him think, lie is the president of his class. Edith Swanson:—No wonder at all, that the greatest Catholic center in America was alarmed at the news of the birth ot so great a Protestant and Suffragette as was born Nov. 6, 1897. She was born at the conspicuous place Merriam Park. St. Paul, Minn. In order to keep up the reputation of this park she decided to stay there all her life. When she was grown enough, so that her parents could trust her, they sent her to the graded school, Longfellow, which she finished in eight years. The fall after she graduated from Longfellow, she entered Central High. After two years there she felt the need of coining to a school where site could get a broader vision. Bethel Academy was her choice, and became her favorite school. Edith is a girl with an aim in life, which fact is revealed in her motto. Constancy to Purpose.” She loves friends, which is proven by the choosing of her flower, Forget-me-not.” Her favorite study is Algebra.” Paul Larson frightened a stormy day iu March of 1S96 by his sudden appearance at Slayton, Minn. It was a pleasant surprise to those that did not know him. lie grew up to become a sturdy fellow. He graduated from the Slayton public school in 1910. His parents were not satisfied that he should stop there, so they sent him to the high school in the same city. Here he spent two years. In the fall of 1914 he anchored at Bethel Academy, where he has made a good mark for himself. In these days of disturbance he has become obsessed by the spirit of preparedness. His motto is, 'Be prepared.” (Continued on page 27.)

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iG THE ACOHN (Claus tfiistaru (Continued from page 11 himself, he wished to get into action. He held several positions as stenographer and bookkeeper. Lately he has l'elt that the world needs men to serve; and has chosen as his motto,— Study to Serve. He is very much afraid of “hares’’ and wishes to know when they are near, so he has chosen for his flower,— Harebell.'' Hookkeeping did not agree with Mr. Tan-quist; he therefore entered Bethel Academy the fall of 1913. Signa Palm:—In one of the most beautiful spots in the Sunshine State, there was a little girl born on the 23d day of June. 1SD7, close by a beautiful lake in the viein-ity of the city,—Lake Nordin. It is said that as soon as she could see the beauties of the surrounding country, that she decided to remain there the rest of her life. So far she has been true to her word and says, she will not change her mind until someone changes it for her. At the age of six she had a feverish desire to get an education. She graduated from the graded school in 1912. The following year she began high school work at Lake Nordin. After three years of faithful study there, she felt that an education is not complete without a journey, so she went to the state of Colorado and drank out of the beautiful fountain of nature for a summer. Homesickness, however, struck her. and she returned home. Having come home she decided to complete her high school work and went to a place where no one ever gets homesick or lonesome, namely, “Bethel.” Her motto expresses her dominating characteristic,—“Do your best!” Her favorite flower is the American Beauty. and her favorite study, Swedish.” Gustav Sanfrid Fryklind:—There is an old saying that Big things come in Small packages. This saying we truly can apply to Mr. Fryklind. It is difficult for Mr. Fryklind to remember the date of his birth, but it was sometime in the year 18S7. In Forserun, Smaland. Sweden. After finish- ing tile “I'olkskola” he became very patriotic as all Swedes do; lie enlisted in the navy at the very early age of fifteen. But. after having drifted back and forth on C.:e restless billows for two years, he made si final drift” to the great land in the west, where he spent five years in Texas. While here his eyes were opened to the great need of the world. Thinking that his life's call was to make the world better, he entered the Swedish Seminary, then located at Morgan Park, Chicago. lie graduated in the spring of 1914. After having served a few stations as pastor, he felt the need of a high school course. His insight left him to Bethel Academy. Here he became a very distinguished personality; faculty and students alike respected him. This feeling grew stronger and stronger until the faculty felt they must make him one of their number. He is now teaching Freshman Swedish. His patriotism will not be kept in the background, which is shown in the choosing of his flower the Linnea.” There is another adage. — A Simllanning can make a living in a rock-pile.” Therefore. Fryklind shouts with the great philosopher, Socrates. “Be Thyself! Mayme Tanquist:—In the city Beautiful, in the state of Somewhere, there came a stranger on the 9th day of Feb.. 1893. who brought a furious snowstorm and the coldest of weather, which seems still to be her hobby. The first thing she did upon her arrival, was to sing a solo, which terrified her brothers to such an extent that they threw up their hands and exclaimed, terror stricken,; Mrt! Ma!! Ma!!! hence her name “Mamie.” She began as a little child to philosophize upon . the question.— Life and Death. When she found she could not solve it hers 7Ti she decided to enter the public school. After spending several years at the public school in her city, Mankato, Minn., she graduated with her question still unsolved. The mysteries of death still gnawed at her. until finally she ielt she must come to Bethel. While

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IS T H E A C 0 It N al]c rrr’fi Dream (Class Prophecy) t'xle.v Hexiott When l'ett were bare and wore the tan, And roguish fingers reigned as kings In pantry, shell', in jar and pan, We often dreamed uncommon things. Yea. still in slumbering hours, when night Hath bade adieu to work and play, Do dreams align re morning light Hath opened, eyes another day. And thus it was:—Around in circle large. On starboard neath the heavens blue, Were set alumni sage on .Marge Who talked of deeds both old and new. Of these the first to speak was she In whom there once grew blossomed Hope For heathen dead beyond the sea. Which now lie withered,—Saph's her hope. And next spake up in basic tone, A man that struggles alwav crown As victor-parson over drone And bee in yonder village town. Yes there, with help of earnest Sam. Who serves in bar both Smile and Grin. He seeks to plant a mighty Dam— The Word—and stay the river Sin. But then arose in modest guise An Eric daughter true. She said: •Praise God! He maketh pagan rise To honor King who for us bled. I've seen il done in Christ less lands. Where thickest darkness rules supreme. Indeed, for such Excelsior hands Let unfeigned thanks be sovereign theme. A nudge sent Salus from his chair, Exceeding glad to tell of souls Redeemed and nursed by heavens care. He with another hand enrolls A program of stupendous size For minds and bodies, sick and weak Where India’s garish sun doth rise— Of May. her brother too. we speak. There sat content in quiet thot One nobly crowned in helmet red.— By nature given him lor nought— Decreed to glow upon his head. He hid his word in Bergfalk’s blush, Another friend of silent dreams. So two maintained a brooding hush And neither longed to speak, it seems. The rushing waves of fleeting time Roll on to peaceful quarters :there To roar, to crash in halls sublime Foundations laid which dare not fare. When welcome storms of home appear And plans for teacher's rod excel And open way lor crying fairies dear In mother love—thou blessed dell! .Maternal realms of blissful joy Enwrap Die four whose names allure No more the student eye. They toy As Josie, Lila: and immure With Lyda, Carol too. the gems Of each respective little sphere. But Cora, tho, great suffering stems '.Mong Hindoos whom her love doth rear. Old Mar.tis wise, in knowledge masked While others scorn the load to bare. Came forward, bowed and asked— His head adorned with curly hair— “Will ye a message fresh receive From Alma Mater?” Words sped fast. Their worthy mission to achieve And told of Bethel present, past. In preacher’s coat and pants impressed. Stepped forth a wily Norway man. Of cosy bower, blithely dressed In summer green, more lovely than His lips would tell, he tried to speak. The talk was brief: ho took his seat: And up lose Paul in smiles unique— The salesman's premium—all to greet.