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STUDENTS' PUBLICATION
OF STETSON UNIVERSITY
VOL. XXIII
DE LAND, FLA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1910.
No. 4
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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.
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