Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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THE BETHEL HERALD 31 Willmar H. S., where she applied herself to learning until the fall of 1917, when she decided to come to Bethel. Her character is firm and her personality generally pleasing and evidently attractive. Somewhat seriously, but not unkindly, she looks on all the world. Like her “landsman,” Linnd, she loves flowers, but the “American Beauty” most. Her favorite study is “History” and her motto and aim is to “Live for Christ and others.” - F. M. PROPHECY, CLASS OF 191S By F. Mo berg Dr. Gust Gustavson shifted to a more comfortable position in his chair, eased his carefully creased trousers over the knees, and asked: “Say, Fredrikson, do you remember what day this is. “You bet I do,—it’s Wednesday.” “Yes, sure. It is also the day before Thursday! But is that all you can remember! Don’t you know that this is the 2Stli day of May, 1938—the Twentieth Anniversary of our Graduation!!!” The little man seemed very indignant and spoke with such velocity that his long, black beard shook in the tempest, while a little dog, which had slept at Fredrikson’s feet, slunk away in terror to the remotest corner of the porch. This outburst of wrath did, however, have no effect on its object, whose only answer was the hearty laugh of a fat man. What might have been said further will never be known, for at that moment a charming woman of about 40 came out on the porch. On her arm was a tray and she was heralded by the vivifying fragrance of good coffee. Soon the three were seated around a little table, chatting pleasantly of life in Los Angelos and of Fredrikson’s work there, as well as of Gustavson’s just completed travels in Africa and the Orient. “It was,” said Gustavson, “in Java I began to drink coffee. Wliilo on the island I visited Florence Erikson at her coffee plantation, and she insisted that I taste some of her famous product, with the result that I have been in love with it ever since. I tell you, it was fine, and so was everything else around there, although the climate seemed just a little damp for me. Her plantation is located on a plateau, with densely wooded mountains towering above, and a checkered plane of cane and rice-fields extending below. Florence, who was a jolly as ever, chided me for my beard, which, she said, made me look like a picture of Father Abraham, and bade me greet all her friends.” “Thanks for the greeting,” laughed Fredrikson. “If you happen to run over there again soon, just give her my compliments and say that I think her difinition of some people’s looks, very fine and striking. But go ahead. Tell us some more.” “You can say whatever you please about my looks, but I am at least no rolly-poly, like som people I know.-----------Anyway I knocked about in parts af Africa first, and way down in the tropical forests of Belgian Congo, I found Janette Sjoquist doing missionary work among the Negroes. She is conducting a school and chapel in a little town named Lulauburg, and doing splendid work. According to her own statement, she simply loves the black people now, and I am sure that they admire her, although their admiration is mixed with a respect bordering on fear; for she can scold them something fierce, when they do not behave as she wants them to. “From Africa I crossed over to India, and came, in the course of my travels, to Benares, where I found Martha Anderson as head nurse in a Christian hospital, built on a hill overlooking the Ganges river and the many heathen temples on its bauks. Martha was glad to see me (although she did not know me at first) and said that she liked the work and had great hopes for the future of Benares and India.” “Well, well,” mused Mrs. Fredrikson, “to

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30 BETHEL HERALD George Romeo Mcllin. The 12th of January. 1900, was an important day for St. Cloud. Minn., for on that day a sturdy boy was presented to (he great world power of the west. Having hitched his wagon to a star, by making it his ambition to become president of U. S., he entered the Model school, completing his course in 1914. He then moved with his parents to Minneapolis, Minnesota, here to enter the East High School, finishing two years' work. Bethel was then recommended to him as a more efficient school, so he decided to complete his high school course at that instituton. Ilis motto is Enthusiasm and Ambition and his most beloved flower is the Tulip.” Jeanette Sjoquist. It was not strange to hear that all the province of Medelpad. Sweden became alarmed at the news of the birth of so great a suffragette as was born April 26, 1S97. Thinking that she could be of more influence in America, she crossed the stormy sea and the wide country of Canada, arriving at Alberta. Canada. But like many others, she decided that U. S. offered greater opportunities than Canada, and she therefore came to Roseau, Minn, for a few years. She commenced school here but being deprived of her mother she was obliged to finish at Badger. After having tried various high schools with no satisfaction she arrived at Bethel in the fall of 1916. and is now a true supporter of Bethel. Axel A. Anderson was born sometime during the year of 1895, in Helsingland, Sweden, where he attended the public schools of Sweden. However, the land of the midnight sun did not have room for such an ambitious lad; he therefore accompanied his parents to U. S. in 1904, settling down at Cambridge. Minn. Choosing as his motto, Dare and Win,” which he kept constantly before, he decided that in order to win he must increase his education, and therefore pursued his studies for five years at a school in Cambridge, after which he entered Bethel Academy. His favorite study is Mathematics” and his favorite flower is the Lily of the Valley, the emblem of purity. Jennie Skogluml was born on a cold wintry day, January 4, 1898 in Mora, Minn. Sho grew up on a farm nearby, into a beautiful young woman, fair as the flower she loves so well, namely the Violet.” She gradua- ted from the public schools of Mora 1911, after which she spent four years at home. It was during these four years that Jennie realized that in order to become a school-ma’am she needed more education and consequently she is a good student at Bethel Academy. Her motto is To he. rather than to seem to be,” and she is diligent in gaining a clear knowledge of English. Oscar Magnuson arrived in St. Paul, November 12, 1S98, never leaving this city. He received the fundamentals of his education at the Erickson school of St. Paul. Since then Mr. Magnusoii has had a broad experience, having finished three years of the high school work at the Johnson High School; he has worked for Noyes Bros. Cutler and at the same time pursued his studies in evening classes at the Mechanic Arts High School. During the past year he worked for the St. Paul Foundry Co. and has also been an industrious student at Bethel. His favorite study is History” and of the flowers he loves the Forget-me-not” best. His motto is a part of him, Never Give Up.” Effie Undblom was born December 27, 1S9S, at Svea City, Iowa, a girl destined to become the foster-parent of coming generations. Constantly under the tender care of a loving mother, Effie grew up into a modest young woman. Upon graduating from the grade school she directed her footsteps to Bethel, there to become a conscientious student. In the year 1916 her parents removed to their present home at St. Paul, that Effie might more and more devote her time to the pursuance of her studies. Her motto is, As we journey thru life, let us live by the way,” while her favorite flower is the beautiful “Daisy.” It util E. Carlson was born on the 9 th day of September, 1S99, somewhere in the mountainous and meager province of Sm land, Sweden. In March, 1900 her family crossed the ocean wild and wide to make its homo at Cottonwood, Minn. After two years there the family removed to its present home at Willmar, Minn., where Ruth grew up and attended, public school eight happy, carefree years. In 1913 she entered Willmar High School and completed the studies of one year. After remaining at home the ensuing year, she resumed her studies at

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32 THE BETHEL HERALD Faculty and Students of Bethel J-.t think that Martha should become a nurse; and In India. I know that she had no such dreams, when we were small, she and I. — Have some more coffee, Mr. Gustavson. I am afraid that it is not very good, but—.” “No, thank you. Mrs. Fredrikson. The coffe is very good, but I can not-possibly drink any more. Three cups is my limit.” Here the attention of the parly was attracted by a near tragedy in the street. A heavily loaded truck came around the corner at a high rate of speed, and was prevented from colliding with a passing trolley-car only by a sudden appliance of the emer-ency-brakes. That reminds me,” said Gustavson, “of a funny experience I had in India, when I was going on a through train from Bombay te Benares. We were running along at a pretty fast clip, when all of a sudden the whistle began to shriek and the brakes ground the cars to a stop. Leaning out thru the window I saw an immense elephant, mounted by a white man, standing in the middle of the track. As I looked the man slid off and boarded the train, while a couple of natives came out of the bushes and loosened the poor brute, who had been chained to the rails. As the panic stricken monster felt himself free, he just gave one trumpet call and set off; and, I bet, he is going yet. But who do you think the man was?—Well, it was David Nordquist. He was out seeing the world, he said, and now he particularly wanted to see Benares in a hurry, so, knowing that the limited would not stop for him, he stopped it. The conductor promised that he would have a chance to see Benare, all right, and many other things and places as well.” “What did they do to him? Do you know?” “Oh. I don’t think they did anything, for when I came to Singapore, he had been there before me. He was given a write-up in Lillian Osterburg's paper—The Singapore Times,—under the heading, ‘A Distinguished Visitor’. What beats me is how he was able to meet Lillian. I troed for two days but did not have any luck. She was always out on the trail of news; still she missed ME—the greatest news in town. Anyway I learned that her paper is a paying proposition; and of course I knew before that she had written and published several widely read travel-sketches in book form. On the Philippine Islands I was entertained by our old friend Juan Orendain, now Principal of a native university in Manila, where he is, as I heard, doing splendidly. He seemed also very happy, and he ought to be, for he has a fine wife, a good job, an excellent reputation, and can see the fruits