Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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1 9 2 5 •— T H K BETHANNUAL— 1 9 2 5 L k.'i SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY By Edith Jacobson “TTZELL. wc’rc on our way!” yy The speaker waving her hand ai the group assembled near the gate from whence the car had just left, turned towards her companion at the wheel. “I can scarcely realize.” she said, that we re starting off on the trip of which we used to dream so much years ago.” ' Yes. it is wonderful.” replied her companion, as she shifted a lever and settled back comfortably in the seat. I pinched myself this morning tc see if I were really awake. And I couldn’t help but think that we two have been extremely fortunate in being together so much of the time since we left Bethel. Our class of '25 seems to be scattered all over the world.” That only goes to prove that it was a capable and distinguished class.” the other remarked smiling. By the way. did you sec Emil Olcn’s name in the paper this morning? He is a candidate for governor of Iowa.” He’s been in the State legislature the last two years but I didn't see the morning paper. Last week when I motored up to Duluth. I saw Ruth Hed-quist there. She was preparing for her wedding which is to take place next month. Her husband to be is a prominent real estate man of Saskatchewan. Canada.” That's interesting. I wonder where—” She stopped abruptly, for they met another car and the driver hailed them with a Well. well. Florence Buisman and Edith Jacobson! This is a pleasant surprise. I must say.” Brainerd Christie and Folkc Ekblad!” the girls ejaculated simultaneously. Why I thought you were in China.” We were but are back on our furlough. We're touring the Northwest now in behalf of foreign missions. But where are you going? By the looks of the baggage on your car. you must be traveling a long distance.” We're on our way to Texas to see Dora Carlson. Edith replied. She is the matron of a children’s hospital in Austin. We’ve been leaching here in Minnesota for several years and now we intend to see the country a bit.” I must tell you of some of the Bethelites we encountered on the way home from China.” Brainerd began. Roy Dow was the pilot of the plane that took us over the Pacific. He's gone around the world two times. He had seen Arvid Gordh in France. Arvid is a teacher of philosophy in the French Academy, and is shaking all of Europe with his genius. Then Roy had also seen Gunnar Lindahl in Russia. He is the head of the new Educational system they have established there.” Earnest Nelson is doing a wonderful work as a missionary among the Russians. I've heard.” added Folke. I had a letter from Carl Olsson not long ago. He is the principal of the new Baptist College in Moscow, and keeps in touch with the mission workers. But I think we must move on. as we’re due to speak at Bcmidji tonight, and have still over a hundred miles to go.” We must stop off in the Twin Cities a few days, don't you think?” asked Florence, as they drove on over the smooth pavement. We won't know many at Bethel. I suppose, but we’ll surely run across some illustrious members of the class of '25 in the cities.” Page Thirty

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I 9 2 5 — T H K BE THANNUAL — 1 9 2 5 ± )- as Sophomores. It seemed good to be a little Sophomore. Nothing spectacular happened this year, although we had our good times as a class and managed to retain the laurels won while Freshmen. Fall, winter, and spring passed: examinations were successful and thus the second year elapsed. III. After many days of wishing our vacation at an end. we returned a third time, but this time as proud Juniors. 'Phis year we made close observation of the Seniors' actions so we would know how to gauge our decorum during the long-hoped-for year. Seemingly, amidst our threshold exploitations, we reached the zenith of our regime, not knowing, naturally, what our Senior year might unveil. We started out by winning the Basket Ball Tournament. Our Junior program took everybody by storm: our call talent met the approval of everybody. This was only a door to the gorgeous banquet we gave in honor of the Seniors. Likewise, this year was punrruared with many class socials, the outstanding one being a unique sleigh ride party, which we shall never forget. The last social event of our Junior year was an outdoor picnic given in appreciation of our highly esteemed class adviser for her faithful service and wise counsel rendered during our Freshman. Sophomore and Junior years. IV. The next fall registration recorded us as dignified Seniors. The long anticipated year had at last arrived: it was with great pleasure we commenced our studies. Only those who have been Seniors know the joy of wearing the Senior s cap at the get-acquainted social: the thrills of English IV: the pleasure of being honored guests at the social event of the year: the satisfaction of a completed thesis: the ecstasy of commencement, and finally the rapture of clasping the significant coil of paper which implies so much. The Senior year is packed full of work and good times: it is a busy year, still the most pleasant of all four years. As we leave our Alma Mater we shall carry away happy recollections of our class meeting and socials, especially from our Senior year. The Senior hard-time party, the Junior-Senior banquet, the Alumni banquet, and the final picnic will ever illumine our memories. With commencement drawing nearer we realize that our journey at Bethel is approaching completion and a despondent thought of having to leave the cherished halls we have learned to love, echoes through our minds and hearts. We seal the annals of our chapter at Bethel with gratitude to the splendid and competent faculty, for their influence and patience manifested toward us. We are also indebted to our fellow classmen for their fellowship and influence. In all. we are thankful for the privileges of self-development which the literary societies afford and the opportunities of service which Bethel makes possible. Bethel has erected a span in the structure of our life: she has given us a new conception of life, elevated our ideas and made us better men and women. Our only regret is that we didn't do better, accomplish more, and leave deeper impressions behind. Page TwmyXiae

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'b 1 9 2 5 — T II E B E T H A N N U A L — 1 9 2 5 “Oh, I'm so glad you've come. said Dora eagerly. “Now you must tel! me all about the trip.” “Yes.” replied Florence, “but first you will want to hear about the members of our class that we met. I had no idea that we'd hear of so many of them in the time it took us to drive down here from Minnesota. “First, we stopped off in the twin cities, of course. We visited Bethel on Friday, and found that two of our classmates are serving as teachers in Bethel. I suppose you know that the Baptists have a new college there now. also.” Oh. yes. I know that.” answered Dora. “But who are those teachers you spoke about?” “Roger Wickstrand is a professor in English, but has resigned, for he is going as a missionary to Lapland this fall. Viola Erickson is a music instructor as well as a teacher ir. the Commercial Department.” “Don't forget ro tell that we went down to the St. Paul auditorium to hear U. S. Senator Wallendorf speak.” interrupted Edith. Do you mean Paul?” questioned Dora. “Well, I shouldn't wonder. He was a real genius, if anyone was.” Wc talked over old times with Paul, and received news of several more Bethelitcs.” Florence said excitedly. “David Gibncy has charge of the Experimental Farm near Excelsior. Minnesota. Joe Friberg is a mission worker in the slums of New York and is doing marvelous work there. Hannah and Tillie Flood are teachers in a school conducted by Walfred Danielson in Assam. India. Ruth Palmquist is Secretary of Foreign Missions with her headquarters at Boston. Selma Nelson is a designer of gowns in a large dressmaking establishment in Paris. Now. did I forget anyone?” “Oh. yes. Josephine Hedbcrg.” added Edith. “She’s head of social service work in Denver. Colo. And Grace Carter, after a long term of nurse’s training and active service in the twin cities, has gone to the Indian settlements of New Mexico to teach nursing.” “Well.” continued Florence, “after we left Paul we encountered Louise Hedbcrg. She was home on a visit, but has been actively engaged in educational work in the Philippines. I understand she has full charge of a girls' school there, and is instructor of music and drawing as well. Louise told us that Laura Larson is the wife of the Mayor of Los Angeles, and is quite a leader in social service work in the city. “In the evening we went down to the Minneapolis Auditorium to hear the Symphony Orchestra. Imagine our surprise to find John Hcdwall the director and Hannah Johnson the pianist. The next day we did some necessary shopping downtown, and discovered that Hildur Newman was head sales-woman at Dayton's. We passed a barber shop on Nicollet bearing the sign Ernest Lager-strem. Barber.' and I simply had to go in to find out if it were he. Sure enough it was. I was almost tempted to get mv hair bobbed, ha. ha. “Well, why didn't you?” inquired Dora. This new kind of bob is—” Now, don’t talk 'bobs’ to us.” laughed Florence. “However, that reminds me. I saw a book the other day entitled Bobs.’ written by Merriam Shell-man Parker. I hear she has become quite famous through her books of fiction and her magazine articles.” Yes. I’ve read several of Merriam’s works, and they are very good. Vera Lind. too. is a contributor to the best magazines of America.” Dora added. But I must continue with the story. We had a little accident near Winona, when Edith bumped into the rear of another car that didn't have a tail light. The righr front fender got dented pretty much, so be turned into a garage ’« • ThirtyOnr