STITSSlHf
STUDENTS' PUBLICATION
CUUUJR
OF STETSON UNIVERSITY.
Vol. xx.
DeLand, Fla., Thursday, November 21, 1907.
No. 6.
THE PMMJETON STETSON GAME
AND THE CHAPEL HYMNALS
The long-looked-for day appeared. Fair and clear it dawned
on the grateful eyes of those who
had sat up half the night watching
the sky for fear that it might rain
and—but it didn't, anyhow. That
morning was one of unusual excitement; an exhileration was in
the air—an undefinable restlessness—something that made the stu
dents lose all self-control and behave like frisky, untamable colts.
It began at the breakfast table.
The boys, especially, seemed to be
in an hilarious mood; and at a moment's notice became ccnvulsed
with laughter; so it went on, and at
8:45 a. m., when they all went into
the big auditorium, the ripples
broke forth anew. Something
seemed to be the matter with every
body's feet. At least, they stumbled
down the aisle and sometimes fell,
amid the roars of laughter from a
certain number of seats in the rear.
Not a Smile from the Rostrum!
Threatening Weather! Storm
Predicted!
Hymn No. 2-15 was given out;
the organ gave forth its melody,
but nobody sang. Had they lost
their voices?—their wits? No,
merely the chapel Hymnals were
missing from the seats.
'A Faint Echo of Thunder
Came from Afar.
"My, Country, • 'Tis of Thee,"
pealed on the organ, and received a
ready response
"Holy! Holy!. Holy!" was finished, and the chapel service was
over. The president,-however, instead of nodding his dismissal, rose
slowly from his 'chair and calmly
wished the young men to remain a
few moments after chapel was dismissed.
Gone was the hilarity! Rather
shame-faced and awed were the
faces. No sign of danger as yet—
but all felt that The Storm was
nigh!
12 A. M.
Ten minutes, and a rather subdued set of boys filed out of chapel,
seme "grinning", some serious, all
talking, gesticulating with each
other—in animated conversation.
"Gee! The boss means it all right
right! "
"Bet your life! See the fire in his
eyes? "
"Sure thing! Lucky some of us
know a thing or two! Ha! Ha! tho'
wasn't it funny to see those faces?
Hey, Pete?"
"Don't feel like laughing myself; he made me feel cheap."
"Blew us sky high , all right.
Wonder if he's on to who took
them? "
"Say, fellows," broke in the rather nervous young captain, "d#you
think he really meant what he
said? Would he, ould he, stop
our game? "
"Sure could and would! Why,
here's the way he said it: "Boys,
unless the chapel hymnals are
found and restored to their respective places by three p. m. this afternoon, the game with Princeton
WILL NOT COME OFF.' Excused.'
Gee—but it makes the shivers
creep down my back! "
"Well, let's not stand here chewing the rag over it. John, don't you
few of those precious Hymnals? "
And with a merry laugh, they all
disappeared.
At about 10 :oo a, m. anyone coming along the campus would have
seen a most unusual sight for that
hour of the day. The steps of and
campus around Elizabeth Hall were
simply packed with boys. Classrooms, library a nd laboratories
were forsaken by one and all! To
judge by the noise and the faces,
something had happened. Boys,
boys everywhere—running to and
fro, gathered together in excited
groups, yelling like mad. Talk about
panics! Stock exchange was nothing compared to the excitement
going on here. Nothing less than a
tragedy of the deepest kind could
have caused such commotion.
Suddenly, a voice above the rest
screamed: "Here comes Cap—
let's hear what he says."
Yes, he came; but no need to ask
'' How goes it ? " His very attitude
was his answer. Wild-eyed, disheveled, dejected, with an expression of abject misery depicted on
his once youthful countenance,he
wearily faced his questioners and
sadly said: "It's no use, boys,, no
use."
"0 Cap, we must; he must let
us!" ,§|
Wearily, "But he wont."
"Did you tell him everything? "
Hopelessly, "I did. Talked myself hoarse—plead, stormed. I—
no use, boys! "
"But, Cap, did you tell him that
we've hunted this whole morning,
that they can't be found?"
"I did."
