The Stetson Weekly Collegiate

(Sty §>X?Xmn H^klrj Qtnlfcgtafc The Only Students' Publication of John B. Stetson University VOL. XXV DeLAND, FLORIDA, FRIDAY, MARCH 7, 1913 NO. 19 Delta Mu Installation. Last week one of the most interesting things ever witnessed in DeLand transpired. It was the installation of the local Nu Sigma to the National Fraternity Sigma Nu. It was a big thing for the boys of Delta Mu and they put forth every effort to make it so. The opening event was a ball at the "Putnam Inn. The dance led off with the figure Sigma Nu, and it was a very beautiful sight, amid the decorations of the tri-colored—gold, black and white— of Sigma Nu, led by E. Noble Calhoun and wife, of St. Augustine. Thirty-three couples or more were present with twenty-five patronesses. On Friday night a concert party was formed to hear David Bispham. After the concert we were honored by a reception at the home of our President—a nicely appointed affair and the hospitality of Dr. and Mrs. Hulley was imbued in us all. Saturday at 10 o'clock the most important event to us was held-our i nstallation into Sigma Nu. Saturday afternoon after the ball game a reception in the Chapter house was held, where our many friends met our visitors. The receiving line was composed of Mr. and Mrs. Calhoun, Mr. Clarence E. Woods, Mr. Karl Whitaker and Mr. Wayne P. Sewell. The house was decorated throughout with Sig. colors and punch and salad served as refreshments. Several hundred people attended. Saturday evening at 8 o'clock we attended a banquet at the College Arms, where we celebrated our entrance to Sigma. Nuism. Mr. Frank Wide- man acted as toastmaster and we were delighted with the speeches of our visitors. Symposium. "Why we meet here," Wayne P. Sewell. "Echoes," R. H. Anderson "The Alumni Association" Karl Whitaker "Stetson Forever" Clarence E. Woods Calhoun made a short speech in his attractive way. After the banquet we marched thru town singing. Sunday morning we autoed to Daytona, taking a spin up to the beach and getting a wonderful lunch at the Hotel Ormond. We arrived in De- Land tired but happy just as Vespers was ended. ► # Wholesale expulsion has been put in force at the State Agricultural and Mechanical College at Austin, Texas. President Miller has dismissed 493 students for hazing and insubordination. After 27 had been dismissed for hazing, members of the junior, sophomore and freshman classes, 466 in all, demanded that those dismissed'be reinstated and said that they would attend no academic duties until the faculty complied with their demands. For insubordination these 466 were expelled also. The matter will be brought up before the House and Senate of the state for settlement. David Bispham. In an All-English Program. It was a tremendous, yet select audience that gathered in the University auditorium to hear the famous baritone last Friday night. This was the closing and crowning event of the Festival. Mr. Bispham came heralded as America's greatest baritone, and he fully justified the title. His short, instructive, and interesting lecture on singing in English won the full approval of the audience, and his singing won still greater approval. His tone production is easy, straightforward and well managed. He is master of all shades of expression, and brings out incidents in a song often, by suggestion only. His voice is rich, powerful and flexible. Thr carrying power of the pianissimo passages was remarkable. To vocal stu- , dents his recital was a model lesson in phrasing, i articulation and enunciation. Not a word was j blurred or misunderstood during the entire program. He opened his program with Handel's Hear , me! ye winds and waves. He sang this very j impressively and with much dignity, and pleased i the audience mightily. The Mendellsohn number "I'm a Roamer" was given with beautiful technic and captivating style. It is a rare thing to hear this number sung with such abandon and grace. In the Monotone Mr. Bispham was very successful. He did wonders with the one toned song, and was obliged to respond to insistent applause. He gave the Falstaff number first in Italian and then in English to the great delight of all. He is most happy in this humorous song, and sings it in fetching style. "Ring out wild bells" closed the first part of the vocal program. Of course encores were sandwiched in between—"The Pretty Creature," "The Two Grenadiers" and "Exhortation" being among the extras offered. In the second part Homer's Banjo song was, given with beautiful tone and much tenderness also a song by Mr. Henry M. Gilbert, which won hearty approval from the auduence. "Danny Deever" was the last song offered, and it scored a tremendous success. Mr. Bispham gives this song a vivid reading. The tragic text set to weird, haunting, but impressive music is not an easy song to sing. Mr. Bispham has made this song all his own, and reaches the highest pinnacle of art in his interpretation of it. A recitation to music "King Robert of Sicily" closed the program. In this he was equally al home, and held his audience spellbound from beginning to end. Mr. Harry M. Gilbert played perfect accompaniments. He was always at one with the singer and gave the right support at all times. Mr. Gilbert also appeared in solos, and with real success. His technic is flawless, and his musicianship Continued on Page 5 "Marching Orders'1 First Prize By Miss Mary Whittel. The last call to guard mount had sounded and down the street of the cavalry post came the long line of prisoners with their guard. The wind from the river was Mowing an icy blast, and, in spite of their new olive drab uniforms, the twenty soldiers who formed the guard found it hard to look dapper and military with the cape- and divided skirts of their over coats blown almost straight out behind. And the prisoners clad in cast off uniforms, old . anything warm which the guard house could offer, longed to stamp their numb feel on the ice packed street. Very insolent most of the twenty-five prisoners looked as they took their positions in a double row in front of the administration building, the guards at either end of the line. Pay day, the seventh of every month, was naturally followed by "a drunk" in the city, an absence from inspection at tattoo or even taps, a tardy homecoming, a court martial and a certain number of days in the guard house. The majority of the prisoners, therefore, were hardened to their disgrai e and gazed sullenly amd shamelessly upon the occupani a sight-seeing automobile who had braved the frosty January air to witness the daily exercise. But there was one prisoner, a I eyes dropped before tin- Curious gaze of the oners, who w&s painfully conscious of the huge white capital "P"'s painted on his trouser legs, his coat and his cap. As the officer of the day approached to mount the guard for the next twenty-four ! this boy's mouth hardened into a slraight, rebel lious line and his cold fingers hanging straight down at his sides twitched nervously. The exercise went on, the old guard v. lieved, the new one went on duty, the band played, "Darling, I am growing old," and the new officer of the day began the prison roll. "Patterson!" "Here." "McDougall!" "Smith!" "Dunstan!" "Grant!" No answer. "Grant!" The pped forward the required two paces raised his resentful, shamed eye;. "Here," he muttered, and was sharply reprimanded for his inattention. Later when the long line had tramped back into the guard house, the guard behind Grant gave him a friendly pok w,tn the butt end of his musket. "Buck up, boy," he good-naturedly advised. "Marse Army ain worse if you give him a fair chance. You'll be out o' this hole in a few more days. Brace up, I tell you." Then he locked the boy into his cell and awaited the order of the officer of the day who had begun his examination of the guard ho But Grant neither braced up nor bucked up, but dropped down on his iron bunk, his stiff 1 thrust deep into his trousers' pock- Continued on Page o