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STUDENTS' PUBLICATION
OF STETSON UNIVERSITY.
Vol.
XX.
DeLand, Fla., Wednesday, October 16, 1907.
No.
SOCIAL EVENTS AT STETSON.
RECEPTION IN CHAUDOIN.
The social life of the University
for the present session opened, on
the evening of Friday, September
27, with an informal but delightful
little reception in the parlors of
Chaudoin.
In spite of the rain, quite a number of the town members of the
faculty were present and we hear
that they appeared sober, sedate,
and irreproachable!
However that may be, they looked very natural and welcome to the
students old—and our reporter,
who watched the reception line
with a good deal of interest, saw
some very sincere and hearty handshaking and congratulated himself
that he was back in old Stetson
with her hospitable Southern ways
and wTith her faculty who believe
that they should not only teach but
make friends of the students as well.
This first reception is given in
honor of the new students, and
from the number of introductions,
and, seemingly, most interesting
conversation that took place, they
were one and all welcomed right
heartily.
So, between welcoming new
friends and greeting old ones, hearing how the summer had passed in
all parts of the North and South,
and missing some faces that were
with us last year; the evening passed and its close found us no longer
divided in the two classes of the
"old and the new," but united into
one jolly fellowship—the Students
of Stetson University.
RECEPTION IN GYMNASIUM.
"A reception is to be given to the
new students in the gymnasium
tonight, from eight to ten, by the
Christian Associations. All are
cordially invited to attend. Be at
the 'Gym.' from eight to ten. Now
don't forget.!"
So read the notice on the bulletin
board in Elizabeth Hall Friday
morning. Friday evening it
seemed as if the students had not
forgotten at all, but were there in
full force. The "Gym" was almost
crowded.
The first thing that the social
committees arranged for us to do
was to write telegrams. Such interesting ones as some of them
were, too! If there had only been
time, these would have been read
aloud, but time was flying so it
could not be done. Then what an
exciting spelling bee we had! All
the words—those of four or five
letters—wrere to be spelled backwards. If a person misspelled a
word, he had to introduce himself
to the girl opposite and they had to
leave the game. It is remarkable
the simple words that were misspelled.
Very early, it seemed, ten o'clock
came, the Chaudoin forces were
marshalled and all started for
home. Everyone said that it was
a very enjoyable evening and hope
that it might happen again sometime.
J. Stanley Moffatt, of Stetson
University, Florida, has entered
upon the Assistant Secretaryship
in the religious Department. Mr.
Moffatt begins his work with enthusiasm and will be glad to meet the
members of the Association in his
office in "The Den."—West Lick
News, N. Y.
Miss May Anderson, of Archer, is
taking Academy work.
FIRST MORNING AT STETSON
The Impressions of a New Student.
Wednesday morning, September
25, 1907, dawned fair and clear in
DeLand! Why so much importance attached to this simple statement? Haven't you heard? Why
it was the opening day at Stetson
University! "Nuffsaid."
Listen to the rest from the lips of
one of the new students. "The
first morning spent in DeLand has
made a lasting impression on my
soul. As I remember it, I was so
excited and nervous I felt like
screaming. That was before chapel. Discontentedly I roamed
around till 8:40 a. m., when the
bell rang for chapel services. As I
hurried in to take a seat somewhere
I surely was awed and impressed
with the size of the auditorium.
Soon the place was full, and much
to my surprise, not only were there
students but grown up men and
women. Surely they don't belong
to Stetson, I thought to myself.
Why are they not working, I wonder.
On the rostrum sat what, in a
tone of reverence has been called,
the "venerable faculty," looking so
learned, so "irreproachable," and
"majestic" that they sent a thrill
of terror to my poor little unsophisticated heart. After that most
beautiful song, "Hark, Hark my
soul," had been sung, the President, to my young eyes, the most
mighty of all beings, read a chapter
from the Bible, offered an earnest
prayer, and then arose to address
the assembly.
Oh, but maybe 1 wasn't scared!
He looked so stern, so commanding
and seemed to tower far, far above
us in his greatness.
But when he
