The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1886-02-10

to write In copy books that had all to
lie at p certain angle. II tool, nearly
ten minutes TO get them started You
may sec the value of all this fuss and
feathers. ! don't. I never had any
such red tape IN my school" "
Your school Why, really, Mr..
Smith?n
"Why yes, " says Mr.. Smith, smiling,
and taking an easy position Il wish
you could have seen my school That
was q school, and none of your still-as-
death schools, l can tell you Jeems
Rlversl You don't want still schools.
You want noisy schools. There is an
educational value in noise that none of
the folks down there" (snapping hIs
fingers in the direction of the high
schooD "know anything about.
"NOw look here What is a school
but preparation for life After you
have been trained in one of those deaf
and dumb asylums they call schools,
do you suppose the world is going to
hold its breath while you do your workP
No, stree. Inever demanded but one
| thing of my boys-learn, learn. Every
man-iack studied in whatever key his
voice went the easiest on. I'd like TO
have heard a boy come to me and say
he couldn't study for the noise. I'd
have put him between two of the great
| est roarers in the school Then when
he was a man I'd have expected him to
come and thank me-
"Hhe aim in my school was to get
knowledge, and each boy got it in the
way best adapted to his case, and as
fast or slow as his mind was capable
of receiving it. Some boys shot ahead
like arrows, other boys crept like
snails. But they all learned, sir"
But how did you manage about
their school books, Mr.. SmithP'
'NOW, school books. There's an
other delusion. / didn't break parents
up buying school books as they do now
a-days. "
William Smith flung himself again
around the inner circumference of his
rocking chair.
Every boy brought whatever school
books they happened to have in the
house. There was a museum of old
arithmetics, algebras and geometries
in that school. Ididn't care what book
boy studied in. When he went TO
the blackboard 1 pretty soon found out
how much he knew"
"Well, you must have needed as
many hands as Briareus to have heard
@ recitation"
'Do you suppose, sir, I asked any
boy those cut-and-dried things out Of
the bOoksP They never saw any prob
lem l ever gave them. I made them up.
If a boy was in fractions he got frac-
tiOns, or interest and proportion, he
got interest or proportion. / had
equations all along the line, and sur
veyed fields of every conceivable shape.
That is the way to find out how much
boys know Why, in mathematics, I'd
match my boys against any set of boys
your graded schools ever have, or ever
will produce.
There was my brother-in-law, Daniel
| Parker. He was a banker. One day
he came up to my school and said,
Smith, I've brought you a problem
that will try your metal. We've been
working on it at the bank until we're
worn out. See what you can do.
turned around and handed it to his son,
lad of sixteen. There, John, said /,
solve that for your father John took
it and went smjlingly to work. In five
minutes he gave it to his father, done
sir. You never say man as pleased
and at the same time as Crestfallen as
Daniel
go, what beautiful studies are Latin
and Creek just wish you could have
heard Horace Morton cOniugatng the
Greek verbs. That was what l call
music, sir, And as for Homer, I'd
rather hear one Of my boys rolling out
those great, large, sonorous Greek
syllables than any Of the prima donnas
you think so much Of. There's more
music in it, sir,
'Mr Smith, didn't youhave any girls
in your schoolP'
"Girls? No, sir, except Kitty. 1
could do what pleased with my own,
when her mother would let me. She
used to tOddle around and stand up
between the tallest boys in the spelling
class and spell 'ba' and 'bO But girls,
no. You can't whip girls They'd
! always be crying and running home to
their mothers"
90, hot There was some whipping
done. 1t WASH all rOse-cOlor at that
! school, Mr.. Smith. -
81 tell you, sir, we had some of the
| iolliest whippings you ever experienced
| You don't have any such nowadays
! They were the incest set of boys you
ever saw in your life. But at first they
would play truant. Then they caught
( it. / only whipped for that and lying
/ 1 remember one time DObyns POuge
and Nit Bramble played hockey. Of
| course the neat day they had to take it.
! pummeled away, and although they
rOared like young bulls of Bashan it
didn't seem to me l caught the right
| note. I began to investigate, and
would you believe it, the little rogues
! had borrowed blacksmiths' aprons and
stuck them inside Of their shirts.
''YOu see, l didn't allow any inter
ference from the parents. When Mrs
POuge came to me about DObyns I'D
wallOped him for something or other
| made her present of him. Take
him. don't want him. The first
thing | knew she was back, with tears
in her eyes, begging me to take him
again,
"Why, sir, my exhibitions were the
events of the year. Elite here, and all
the girls, used to come and dress the
| church with cedsrs and cOlOred paper
wreaths. Every candiestick in the
| town was ours for the asking; and we
had all the girls dnery we wanted.
They were only too proud to lend it,
"And as for the people, every hitch
ing post had two or three horses tied to
it, All the country people came and
the First Presbyterian Church would be