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CHRIST ENTERS THE TEMPLE.
"Aiijl they brought the colt to Jesus, and cast
their garments on him: and He sat upon him.
"And many spread their garments in the way:
and others cut down branches ott the trees and
strewed them In the way.”
Thus was Palm Sunday first designated. It was
!he beginning of the most eventful week in human
history. That peaceful triumph of the Savior led
through the Temple to Gethsemane and to Golgotha
and to Calvary and to the Tomb. It was the fulfill
' tent of His destiny.
3 *t the end of that journey was not in the tomb,
‘i he week went out in gloom and darkness. The veil
of tti# Temple was rent in twain, and an earthquake
rocked the city. When a new Sunday morning
dawned, its light shone on an empty tomb. A risen
Christ testified to His preaching, that there is life
after death, that annihilation is not the doom of
man, and that salvation is possible to all who seek it.
With eternal happiness ahead for those who deserve
it by having done right things and repented of the
evil they have done while journeying along the road
Jesus himself traveled as a man.
In those days when He taught in the Temple,
Christ uttered many sage truths, many simple
maxims, and gave comfort to all who heard Him.
Knowing the end was near, He gave profounder
thought to every utterance, yet indulged in less of
mystery in parables to illustrate his point. Whether
it was to call attention to the widow’s mite, or to
answer the subtle questions put to Him by the law
yers, who sought to confuse or trap Him, those clos
ing hours of His ministry are fraught with such wis
dom and sympathy of understanding as mark them
for close study.
Palm Sunday, then, rightly marks the beginning
of the greatest of weeks, not alone in the earthly
life of Jesus, but for the church that He founded.
Its joy is tempered by recollections of the passion,
the trial, the agony, and the death of Him of whom
it was said: “Others He savedf Himself He could
not save.” Rut that sadness is overbalanced by the
promise of Easter Sunday, only seven days ahet^d.
While the words Christ spoke in the Temple during
(he four last days of His career as a teacher hold
great sustaining power for His followers. It was
there He spake:
“Thou shall love the Lord thy Ood with all thy
heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.
This is the first and great commandment. And the
second is like unto it, Thou shalt love they neighbor
as thyself. On these two commandments hang all
the law and the prophets."
Nineteen hundred years of progress also hang
on those two commandments. Not yet perfectly ap
plied to the ways of man’s life, but a dominating
influence in all his affairs. From Bethpage to Cal
vary the way was dark and sore to tread, but down
from Calvary shines a light that has guided many
millions, and will guide more, to better living here
and abiding faith in still better hereafter.
TRAGEDY'S SHADOW OVER MUMMER.
In the death of Madame Pasquali at a local hos
pital we have one more reminder of how fine the
line is drawn between tragedy and comedy. Madame
Pasquali was a singer, possessed of a wonderful
\oiee. She had won high place in the world of art.
\\ hen she came to Omaha a few weeks ago, to ring
at the Orpheum, she had plans laid to soon sail for
Italy. There she would rejoin her husband and take
up again the w irk of singing in opera. Such plans
're now forever adjourned.
While she was away among strangers, she was
not without friends. During her few days of life in
)maha before going to the hospital, she came into
"ontact with a number of people, who interested
hemsolves in all ways possible to administer to her,*
■omfort. Big, generous hearts opened to her. She
'as ill and far away from her own people. Her
■assing recalls tl|e fact that such an experience is
ever faced by those of her profession. Folks who sit
•it the theater and enjoy the actor or the singer give
little heed to the shadow that seems to lurk a little
, nearer to those who are behind the footlights.
Frank Mayo was coming back to Omaha to de
light us again with his great character of Pud’n’head
Wilson. The grim messenger called him from his
berth just after the train had left Grand Islund.
Kyrle Bellew, full of life and vigor, charmed us with
his comedy one night at the Brandeis, and three
days later was dead at Salt Lake. Richard Mans
field gave all his strength and talent to illuminating
the allegory of “Peer Gynt,” at the Boyd theater,
and not so many days afterward had made the great
adventure.
So it goes for a long list. Part of life that can
not be escaped. Yet the more tragic, because it
takes these from their place in a world of make-bc
'ieve, and hurries them through the sorrows of real
ty to the world beyond.
CAUSE GOOD. ARGUMENT POWERFUL.
A lot of parents will say "Amen!" to a decision
endered by Judge Bryce Crawford. He held that
i South Side fnfher was wholly within his rights
vhon he applied a 2x4 to the person of ft young man
■vbo bad kept bis daughter out beyond the time limit.
We know that 10 o’clock comes very early in the
evening, yet that was the “X-hour’’ set by the girl’s
father. He made no objection to her going out for
I
a joy ride, hut he did tell the young folks to have It
ever with by 10 o’clock.
Ten o’clock went by, and so did 11. Had the
swain in the case ever read ‘‘Tam o'Shanter," he
might have had a glimmering of what was going on.
There sat father, “gatherin’ his broo like ae gatherin’
storm, nursin’ his wrath to keep it warm.” When
11 :-70 came and the tardy couple returned, they
learned very shortly that 10 o’clock means just that
and nothing else in father’s glossary. A piece of
scantling was substituted for the traditional bed-slat,
and the application was quite successful. Judge
Crawford holds that it was justified.
Brusque and entirely informal as the proceeding
may have been, it will bear fruit. A few more such
incidents, and the joyride schedule will be modified.
Juvenile court proceedings may fall off, and a lot
of other annoyances may disappear.- Fathers should
take courage from the affair, and assert themselves
a little more vigorously. No need to turn time back
ward, to block the march of civilization. Rather, set
the world going ahead on a little more orderly course
by restoring some vestige of parental authority and
control. When moral suasion fails, a bed-slat or a
piece of 2x4 is a powerful argument. The cause is
always good.
ONE AMERICAN ANNIVERSARY.
Come Sunday-week, and we will have the oppor
tunity of observing the 150th anniversary of a great
event. April 19, 1775, date of the Battle of Concord
Bridge, or of Lexington, whichever you like. It was
the first armed clash that made the American Revo
lution sure, and marked an epoch’s beginning. It was
the crucial occasion, when the bridges were burned,
the Rubicon crossed, and there could be no turning
i hack. Firm hands had grasped the plowshare, and
until Cornwallis marched out at Yorktown, six years
later, the drive was onward.
Major Isaac Sadler chapter, Daughters of the
American Revolution, ask that the event be not al
lowed to pass without some recognition. No tu
multuous manifestation, no great public demonstra
tion, but just a pause for a moment to acknowledge
that the way along which the nation has traveled to
greatness is not forgotten. Chifly, the D. A. R.
women ask the ministers of the city to remember
the date, and to make some mention of the day and
its significancee in connection with their sermons.
This reasonable request ought to be generously
granted.
It is not much, but history holds few dates more
momentous. Great battles have been singled out as
turning points in the affairs of man. No current of
history was more decisively determined than that
which began its direct course on that day when, as
Fmerson wrote—
“By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world.”
The echoes of that shot still are heard. It shat
tered ancient privilege, it threw down the mighty
from their high seats and set up liberty for the peo
ple instead of divine right for kings. Thrones have
toppled and despotisms dissolved because of that
•shot. Men stand upright and decide on their own
affairs, shape their own destiny, and enjoy the fruits
of their own industry, because of that shot. We
hope it reverberates until Freedom is the portion of
every human being who walks the globe, and justice
and equality rule everywhere.
END OF LENIN’S DREAM.
Lenin sought with deliberate purpose to destroy
wealth. It was a step to the realization of his dream
of a world in which there would be neither riches
nor poverty, nor class distinction. The dullest would
move on a plane with the most brilliant. Hunger
would vanish, and there would be no nakedness. Gov
ernment would allot each his task and apportion his
reward. No one would be worked beyond capacity,
nnd each would get enough to live on, and no more.
All would be happy, for none would be envious, be
cause there would be nothing to envy.
Now the successors to the government of Lenin
and Trotzky tell a Russian secret the world has beep
well apprised of for a long, long time. Government
control of production and distribution has failed.
Russia is going back to the later Lenin ideal of modi
fied private capitalism. The "new economic policy"
to be restored. Private capital, especially the for
eign variety, is invited to come to Russia and go to
work. The invitation will be heeded, just to the ex
tent that the soviet government shows its sincerity.
Russia will be restored, but not as swiftly as it was
wrecked.
For Lenin it may be said he lived as he taught.
He worked hard, and in every way shared the com
mon lot of the Russian people. His plan broke down,
just as it has always failed. Human nature has
changed very little since the time' Moses established
the jubilee for the Hebrews, and which that people
abandoned when they went to Samuel and said:
“Give us a king to rule over us!” Many Utopias
have been set up, many communistic experiments
iiave been tried, and all have broken on the rock of
individualism.
Men will co-operate in common undertakings, but
will not submit to a system that puts industry and
indolence, thrift and unthrift, on a common level.
Superior capacity will assert its dominance over in
ferior, in spite of i^ny effort to restrict its opera
tions. It is right that it should. “The surtivnl of
the fittest,” always the law, still controls.
The New York lawver who had an “unofficial"
engagement with one of the well known Gish girls is
going to have an official engagement with the court.
He will answer disbarment proceedings and a charge
i f perjury, preferred by the judge who listened to
his testimony.
The nronosal to give Keck the floor of the old
house chamber was not altogether inappropriate.
Very likely he will be heard asking for the floor of
the new chamber at the next session.
The democratic national committee’s second
thought on the great advertising campaign was bet
ter than its first. The money may yet have to ba
spent, however,
/ '
Ahout now "the farmer jocund drives his team
j afield,” although most of them are using flivvers to
, get out in and tractors after they get there.
The nice thing about the progress made bv the
I'niversity of Omaha fund is that it has nearly all
been raiseil without undue haltyhooing.
Kansas City and St. Joe are getting lots of sport
out of their big new landing fields. "Air parties”
are the rage down that way now.
Considerable sentiment will be required to pre
serve one of those old chairs or desks from the state
house very long.
Odd, isn't It-, how business keeps up while Wall
streel is shivering?
"Near” beer will get no nearer, under the new
ruling.
A
Hunters Menace All Birds
By WILLIAM T. HOFNAIIAY.
The present state and future prospects of the birds
of North American are such as to fill the mind of every
friend of wild birds with gloomy forebodings. The wild
quadrupeds of our country, game and not game, al
ready are so nearly gone that soon we may cease to
trouble ourselves about them. In 1922. in the best game
•state in our land, Pennsylvania, it took 127 hunters to
1.111 one deer and 1,205 to kill one bear. This was the
proportion of hunters to game killed by the 47,000
hunters who fully reported their luck.
A very limited effort to save decent remnants of our
North American game birds is today at its climax. If
the killers and the deadly optimists win, as we greatly
fear that they will, then our last killable game birds will
soon follow the bison, moose, (caVibou, sheep, goat, an
telope and grizzly bear. A reported abundance of dttcks
til their half dozen winter resorts has aroused feelings
of false security, which will merely serve to hasten the
end. V '
If heretofore the odds against the birds have been
great, today they are enormous. In this year of 1825 it
stems that about 90 per cent of the score of factors
that now affect thoir fortunes have combined to destroy
them. And it is the human equation that is delivering
the knockout blows. The birds can withstand the march
of civilization, the decrease of food and shelter, the
hawks and owls and the twin curses of hutlng dogs and
hunting cats, aye, and all the rigors of the elements,
and still carry one. They cannot, however, withstand
the supremely cruel and murderous hunting conditions
of foolishly liberal laws, and machine guns and auto
mobiles that greedy and reckless hunters have provided
for themselves through obliging lawmakers backed by
the nbw type conservationists who are so optimistic that
they are alarmed by nothing
* • *
In the pages of the official Game Laws for 1924-26,
as published last year by the federal government, under
headings of oqr 48 states you will find 48 lists of down
and-out game species. The catalogues of species under
the heading "No Open Season” are merely to show so
many gravestones to vanished game and sport. Under
the head of "Bag Limits" you will see figures that will
amaze you by their reckless size. Under the head of
“Open Seasons" you will note the painstaking efforts of
the hunters to give themselves the most sweeping
privilege for slaughter, always taking the utmost ad
vantages of the helpless game, save In the breeding
season Itself.
The only concession of the blrd-klller to the bird Is
a season In which it may possibly—If other enemies per
mit—produce more gun-fodder for him.
If the 6,000,000 sportsmen of the United States were
skillful enough to kill In one year even one-half of the
game allowed them by law and by their own licenses,
absolutely all the killable game of the United States
would be blotted out In one hunting season. Only
sanctuary game would remain.
The cost of the average resident hunting license Is
$1.40 a year, and It Is a ghastly fact that In 47 states
the only money available for the support of game pro
tection department and game wardens to that derived
from hunting licenses, as the price of blood. Only one
state, so far as we know, has risen to the decent level
of paying for its game protection work regardless of
hunting license fees, hut In several states it requires
constant fighting to keep the hunting license funds from
being stolen for "good roads," "education" and other
excuses.
Our American system of free-shooting for every citi
zen and game protection by blood money alone Is un
sound, foolish and sweeplngly destructive. Our big bag
limits and long open seasons are extravagant and some
times Idiotic and exterminatory.
• • •
Our national Indifference to the fate of our game 1
I Irds and quadrupeds already has caused the extermina
tion of about 95 per cent of our nation's original stock
of game, ajid It is about to finish the remainder. AVho.
ever says that “game Is more plentiful now than It was
50 years ago" Is reckless with the truth. When Frank
Forrester warned the American people against the ex
tinction of their game supply he was a prophet. "The
t.ame Laws of 1924 25" abundantly prove that he was
t Ight.
Kasy going American folly, optimism end Inertia
have needlessly and wastefully exterminated from the
list of klllahle game at least a score of wild species In
two-score of states. The records of the bison, moose,
caribou, sheep, goat, antelope, deer and hear are records
of foolish and wicket waste, state by atate.
• • •
The state by state extermination of the wild tur
key, quail, heath hen, sage grouse, sharp-tall, prairie
thicken, woodcock, snipe, whooping crane and aevernl
species of duck and geese, point straight to the ultimate
finish of all hunting sport In America by the automobiles
and the deadly automatic and pump guns. The total ex
Unction of the pigeon, Carolina parrakeet. Labrador
dnrk, great auk and Pallas cormorant, is hut the fore
runner of the fate that soon will overtake other Im
portant aperies. Of the whooping crane thorp is no
reason to believe that more than 100 individuals remain.
Tile supreme curse of our wild life, forests and
waters is the deadly apathy and Indifference of the
American people as a whole, an<f the insatiable greed of
about one half of them.
• • •
Ever since 1920 we have been demanding of sports
men, game hogs, conservationists, pseudo-conservation
ists, editors, lawmakers and the general public a quick
armistice for our game birds and quadrupeds, both state
end federal, in the form of greatly reduced bag limits
umi open seasons. The response has been not one tenth
what it should have been. The real duck killers, of
the big daily bags, firmly refuse to abate any of their
killing privileges. Some of them now are getting "ugly"
about it.
In the great leading conservation states. New York
nnd Massachusetts, after a direct appeal to each legis
lator and the leading organizations of sportsmen for
progress in game protection, who do we see? I'p to a
tew days ago the only bill before the New York legisla
ture really in the interests of game was one to reduce
the open season on woodcock from 60 to 45 days, and ip
the Massachusetts legislature the only one was to con
tinue the closed season on quail In Plymouth county.
The clubmen of the Atlantic duck resorts, who
grerftly rejoiced when we put the market gunners out
of business In 1918, now are angry at us because we
t.sk them to accept a duck bag limit of 15 instead of 25.
They are very likely to bring pressure on the biological
survey very soon to prevent any worth-while waterfowl
reductions in the federal "regulations" for killing migra
tory game. They see ducks "very plentiful" in the four
or five duck resorts of the Atlantic coast. And yet in
Pennsylvania in 1822 It took five men to kill one duck,
five men*to kill one quail and 160 men to kill one goose!
And this In a concededly "good game state," with game
laws well enforced.
When we talk about stopping 50 per cent, or even 40
I er cent, of the wasteful and exterminating slaughter,
the eastern conservationists immediately muddy the
water by talking about "sanctuaries," "better enforce
ment of law,” “feeding of game”—yes, and "publis
shooting ground.” Now, we are heartily in favor of all
those things. We always have been. But who will for
one Instant be fooled into believing the big bag limits
are anything else than the chief, the surest causes of
game extinction?
The way to begin the real saving of the remnants
of our nation’s game supply is by at once stopping 40
per cent of the killing of it. Declare an armistice now.
• • •
Again, and for the third time, the public shooting
grounds bill has failed in congress. Evert if it should
pass in the next session, it would not be until July 1,
1927, that the first money fropi It became actually avail
aide for use in paying for sanctuaries and hiring more
lederal wardens. The Idea that its 100 extra federal
\gams wardens would really provide "adequate protec
tion" for the migratory game of the United States is
utter nonsense. It would take at least 1,000 new war
dens to do that. Even at the best, sanctuaries would
come slowly; nnd even when they began to arrive, few
of them would be breeding grounds for the real increase
of wild fowl.
This reminds us of Panada, the great breeding place
for our United States duck and goose supply. One of
the most active and level headed game defenders of the
Dominion, E. R. Kerr, demands in the columns of "Rod
and Gun in Canada” that in the next revision of the
migratory bird treaty that instrument shall provide for
federal bag limits on ducks of 10 only per day. We once
read In a good book something about "handwriting upon
i the wall." Perhaps this is it.
I believe the extinction of hunting sport In America,
cither by the practical or total extinction of our remain
ing species of game, birds and mammals, looms close
before us. It is like a mountain of ice dead ahead,
shrouded hy fog. We have done our best to make the
outlines of the berg visible through the mark, but, I
fear, mostly in vain. Because of the greed, folly and
inertia of the American people I predict the worst. I
believe that, without a human and humane upheaval
that I have no reason to expect, the year 1950 or there
abouts will see our country as barren of killable game
as the Gobi desert of Manchuria. 1 think that the most
of it will be gone by 19.75.
• • •
Unless men’s hearts lose their, lust for Innocent
blood; unless powder, shot and machine guns lose their
present Joyous freedom in killing game; unless ?he
ceadly automobile ran be curbed in its pursuit of game,
nnd unless editors, lawmakers and the people who-don't
shoet awake, act and do about one hundred times more
than they are doing, or ever have done, then we may
rxpect the worst.
luNNYSlDEUP]
Hake Comfort, nor forget.
Qhat Sunrise m\Jerfaileci us yet:
CaUa Shatter
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HOMEWARD HO I ND.
I want to hear the click and clack
Of car wheels on the homeward way.
My thoughts are hourly turning hack
To home, and where my loved ones stay.
I long to greet the face of friends
With whom I do the dally grind;
To he at home where journey ends %
And weary miles are left behind.
I've roamed about the "sunny south,"
And seen but little of the sun.
’Neath chill gray clouds, ’midst lengthened drouth,
And damp and fog when day is done. t
I've seen their cities, great and strong,
Sprung up from the oil fields crude and raw
But how I'll laugh at brakaman's song
When he sings, "Next is Omaha!"
I'm coming home with heart elate
From roaming o’er the whole southwest.
To old Nebraska, my home state.
Still to my mind the greatest, best.
I've seen them all from coast to coast,
From lakes to gulf, and yet, b'gee,
I still love old Nehraska most—
She's plenty goo'd enough for me.
Homeward Bound —Got the turkey all packed and Just
waiting to get started back home: hack to the daily grind that
isn't a grind: hack to the old familiar scenes: hack with the old
friends and associates. It has been a wonderful trip, taking It
by and large. A scattered family has once more been re
united for a brief season, old friends have been visited, and we
hope many new friends have been made. But, after all. the
best thing about a vacation is planning it and returning from it.
We have seen some things we wish Omaha and Nehraska
had. On the other hand. Omaha and Nehraska have many
things that folk down here wish they had. So. after all. things
work out about even, with the old home state and the old home
town having a bit the best of it.
Down in these parts we hear much in pr;il«e of WOAW's
splendid programs and of G. R.’s announcing. We trust this
will not go to Gene's head. On two or three occasions while
down In these parts we have listened In and caught Omaha,
and it at once cheered us up and made us homesick. Just as
soon as Gene will let us we are going to radiocast our thanks
to a fine lot of southerners who have made our visit so pleasant.
Thank eoodness we Nebraskans are at last rid of one
nuisance. In times gone by. when a Nebraskan wandered far
from home, the first thing he heard when he said he was from
Nebraska, was. "O, you are from Bryan's state." We haven't
heard that a single time on this trip, but on three or four oc
casions we have been aked about Bro. Charley. Maybe the
time will come when a Nebraskan can wander far afield and not
even hear the name of Bryan. Remember how we used to think
it was advertising our state?
In our humble Judgment about the best advertising Omaha
and Nehraska can grab off now Is to send a special train of
good fellows to the big advertising convention In Houston in
May. We've told these southerners about the Omaha Ad Sse’l
Club, and If Doc MacDi$irmld and his assistants arid fellow Ad
Sellers don’t make good. I'll he thoroughly discredited. And i
even the hunch will have to go some to measure up to the repu
tation I've given the club.
If the sunny south Is never sny sunnier than It has h.e>|l
while I've been down here, somebody sprung a Joke when h#
evolved that name. On the anniversary of the Omaha storm,
when It was *5 there. It was 55 In Galveston And 55 there Is
zero In Omaha.
We wouldn't have missed this trip for a lot. 1T« wouldn't
give a snap to he able to turn around and maka It all over
■again. The very thought of getting hack to home and work ~
makes us chortle with glee'. Don't laught when we say "work,”
either. WILL M. MACPIN.
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McGuffey’s “Readers”
_/1
From the Nsw York Timer
May the report be true that the
Rev. Edward M. McGuffey. rector of
St. James church, Elmhurst. Intends
to give to the New York Public Libra
ry his collection of the many editions,
some of them rare enough to tempt
the most virtuous bibliomaniac to lar
c eny. of the long famous "Eclectic
Series’ 'of school books prerawed by
his father, William Holmes McGuffey.
We don't know how many hundred
thousands of these were sold, but their
circulation, especially in the west, was
prodigious; and some of them, th°
"Readers" in particular, are so well
remembered by the surviving ancient
or elderly men and women who dog
cared, defaced or scurrllously In
scrll>ed them in their school days, that
it might almost lie said that there Is
nn Association of McGuffey Grad
uates.
Rooking over our western ex
< hanges, almost every week we And
McGuffevlte after Mcduffeyite test!
fving. One letter calls out another.
Sometimes McGuffey lam seems a cult
Sometimes it seems additional evi
dencp of the curious associative Amer
Iran habit. It is widely diffused.
Prethren are always turning up tn
; New- York, where the sacred hooks
were only slightly used, so far ns wo
know. Generations of new "reading
books" follow one another and And
no collective worship. In the ’5Hs
George S. Hillard, a One. old fashioned
srholar, compiled a series of "Read
»rs" that w^s a model of taste In se
lection and of compressed information
about the authors represented. Hoes
eny antique Yankee venerate them"
!»<> old codger* In Pullman smoking
compartments fall on one another's
necks when they discover that both
infbihed their first literature from Hil
ird? Yet the boring passion of old
■ r>ge for reminiscence, the revival of
'••pthful companionship, the natural
! (-logic bv which we subscribe cheer
I fully for a silver pitcher to be given
1 to nn octogenarian schoolmaster
| whom, when he was In his twenties,
we ritually abominated as "old So
and So." are as present In the one
case ns In the other.
Was there some Incommunicable
magic in McGuffey? His "El ret
Reader" was full of a moral simpllc
itv and dogmatic virtue «>f which the
west Is perhaps worthier than the
east. The permanent after effect of
"Readers" would be hard to trace.
! but It Is hardly doubtful that from
them millions of men nnd women at
least In the old days, got their chief
literary cultivation, spurt from the
Itible and s few devotional books,
"The Pilgrim's Progress" and "Robin
son Crusoe." Their poetrv, outside
of "Watt’s Hymns," was mostly d«*
lived from the {'Readers," which eon
tnlned selections read over apd over
So. st least up to s generation or so
ago. a study of successive "Headers
would g!\e us n fair comparative view
of populsr llterivry acquirements
W illiam Holmes MoOuffev w is born
In Pennsylvania In 1H00. In 1829 he
became piofesaor of ancient Ian
I
guages, in 1S32 of moral philosophy,
at Miami university. He held various
other college appointments in Ohio
and from 1845 till his death in 1873
he was professor of moral philosophy
and political economy at the I’niver
slty of Virginia. You find him se*
down in the books as “an American!
educator,’’ and he was a great Amor
tan educator, yet less by his faithful,
labor in the chair than by the school
books used by multitudes in t)\£ west j
and south. They must have made
somebody rich, not him. His first!
book, we believe, was published in |
1836. In that year he became presi
dent of Cincinnati college. The *loud
school'’ where all the pupils studied
"out loud," like little Mohammedans,
had by no means declined in favor
Not long before there were as mans
"loud schools" as "silent schools" in
Indiana,' arid probably in Ohio. The
studies of the young enthusiasts could
often be heard a half ml to awav. the
limit of the schoolmaster * absolute
jurisdiction. The swish of "the word
with the hark on" was frequent In
» very sc hoolhouse.
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