Stetson Weekly Collegiate

3TET52JW .- €summ E-' \«r^S STUDENTS' PUBLICATION OF STETSON UNIVERSITY VOL. XXIII DE LAND, FLA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1910. No. 4 ♦ » ♦ ♦ STETSON DEFEATS ORLANDO With a line-up as follows, Stetson defeated Orlando in her first game of the season: Backfield—Snedegar, Jones, Allen, Magruder. Carter R. E. Whitehurst R. T. McCaskill .R. G. Phillips . ..'. C. Wideman . . . L. G. Murphy L. T. Farris L. E. Subs.—Childers, Cowles, Jackson. Mr. Hoskins refereed the game with Mr. F. Pounds umpiring. Mr. Tingley was Field Judge and Kinkey Tilden time keeper. The game was played in four quarters, the first three of ten minutes duration, the last of five minutes. The game began in the rain. Our team was handled well and Orlando did not succeed in making space in either of the two trials at bucking our line. Stetson had better luck in her bucking, and we blocked all their trick plays. Magruder made an excellent run terminating in a touch-down for Stetson, the only one in the game. Snedegar, after making 65 yards run missed a touch-down only by stepping in a hole and falling. Whitehurst made seven successive line bucks over Orlando's right tackle, making an average gain of over five yards. The boys report a fine trip on the train both ways. The evening was spent in social persuits. If the boys could have heard the rousing cheers that rang in old Chaudoin Friday night when the score of 5 to 0 was announced they would know that their work was appreciated. The first game of the season has been played with no one seriously injured. But from the looks of some of the hands and faces, football is not yet a parlor game by any means. —4 For clean shaves go to the Sanitary. * The event of Chaudoin social calendar has come and gone. In the parlors of the girls' dormitory on Monday night were assembled a motley assembly indeed. Clowns, devils, nuns, priests, soldiers, jesters, dairy maids, automobile girls, babies and old negro nurses hobnobbed with one another in perfect harmony. The grand march, set under way with great difficulty by Miss Schillinger, was a revelation in costumes. It was pandemonium broke loose all right. The halls were beautifully decorated with booths, dens and other HallowTeen properties. Fortunes were won and lost on those strings. Wierd maids with uncanny instruments of the evil one. lurked in nooks and corners. 'Twere useless to tell of the countless forms and figures that floated before the eye in that vast assembly. 'Twould be an endless task to tell of all the wonderful creations of lace, pennants and materials. It wa v d pleasant sight indeed to watch our friends emerge from the enchanting disguises of autoists, court jesters, pennant girls, western ladies, with dangerous looking guns near at hand, and long trailing ghost ropes. Not to be forgotten are the ghost stories told by several spirits from the unknown world. Refreshments were served and the tolling of the magic bell awoke us all too soon and brought us back to the outside world of reality. The "Stetson Specials," otherwise known as the third football team, defeated the Public School with a score of 0 to 0. Only by the spectacular caution and reserve of Buttinsky Phillips were the High School boys preserved from a terrible fate. Phillips said that the coach told them to strike for home and country, and he said that he struck for home as soon as possible. Have you subscribed—you know the rest. But have you? The last meeting of the Eusophian Literary Society produced much good material. Having delved into the mysteries of the foreign tongues the society has turned the searchlight of research into a more varied class of topics. On the program this time were the following members: Mr. Walter Liddell—"The Origin of Halloween Traditions." Miss Inez Barron—"The Goblin.> will get you if you don't look out." Miss Ammonette Gordon—"Ghost stories." Miss Wilma Davis—-"The Dream of the Aeranout." Miss Barron in her usual fascinating style "brought down the house" with her recitation. Miss Gordon in her ghost stories was at her best. Miss Wilma Davis surprised the assembly with an original poem which is given below: THE RHYME OF THE AERONAUT It was a still and silent night, The moon was riding high, But shadows of some inky clouds Were racing 'cross the sky. I wished I had my airship there, I'd sail into the west But I threw myself beneath an oak And there was lulled to rest. Under that tree I slumbered on 'Till twelve o'clock was near, And then was wakened by a sound— I held my breath in fear. I started quickly from the ground My hair it stood upright; I stared around with glassy eyes, Quite paralyzed with fright. The western sky was deepest black, The thunder clouds piled high But there I saw two bands of flame That straight toward me did fly. Continued on Page 2