Los Angeles herald., 1909-09-12
Students Cottages

after picture John Fox would have drawn them.
Though not yet fall refreshing coolness came
down from the towering peaks, and here and there
IN the recesses bays of blue haze which
covered the far giant ridges Of the Cumberands quite
as If they were monarchs lying in repose under
ties of purple velvet.
Out through the struggling houses I strode to the
ehd OF the valley road and after idlng by the trouy
Dassy stream and the des of asters and goldenrod
hurried on, for it was growing dark and in the far
Instance the lights around the university campus
We're beginning to shine out.
There was a scuflng of hoofs to the right Down
side road from the mountains a huge, gaunt
mule, and astride him a youth with Struggling
@ 9@alr deep set earnest eyes and legs and arms that
dangled beyond his pants Sleeves Poor beastl II
was superaden with bags and bundles until it seemed
to stagger
Story of One Boy
"EVenin, said the lad simply to my saluation and
he rode on beside me in shy silence that resisted my
most adroit efforts at drawing him into speech At
the end of the first half mile there was little catas
trophe. One Of the bags began to rip | was So
close 1 caught the rush of its contents in my arms
until he could stop the mule and Chamber down
found held cans and cans of fruit the ''home put
up kind, and dozen worn volumes | turned
them over in the fading light with gIaddened eye
the Anabasis the Oratons of Lysias Caeser,
Cicero and Virgil, Wentworth's Geometry and all the
other old familiars.
l read few of the solemn resonant lines from the
HAD and the boy stood if smtten.
DO you know themY he asked in an awed voice
That was the opening. We sat down there beside
the road and let the mule rambe, and when we rose
and went on had the whole burning story. True it
was in fragments and parts were half hidden.
There were fourSen of the young Kearneys back at
Devils Fork Bob Ed, the elder son, was the owner
OF the books. He had passed through the baptism of
knowledge and was back 1T the Fork teaching the
district school, Its house was openwork affair of
logs without floor Now young Morgan was on his
way for his share The family council had decided to
skip the girls that ntervened. Sale. Rhoda and Nan
They must live without the fruit of the tree With his
brothers books, bags of potatoes, canned fruit
wealth of feathers cask of old appejack thick
as molasses, TWO rifles, mule aud eleven dollars and
forty cents young Morgan Kearney his way to
Lincoln prepared to pay his entrance and work his
way through as Bob Ed had done
When he spoke of the money he might have been
speaking of millions by the he used and he dis
payed 1t in its little black leather pinch pockebo0k
with shy pride. He had earned every cent doing II
mans work with the tie wood cutters. 1t seems thar
DoD Ed took camera home with him. little two
dollar affair and in of the books was picture of
nome and picture of the schoolhouse. Young Morgan
was nearly speechess when rendered him ten dollars
for the two
Al last we came to the gate together The moon
d risen and by her food of light could see that the
mStitutlon was like great parked farm With athe
buildings in senicircle in the centre of the six hun
dred acres of land of the estate all under stale of
nlSh cultivation TO give the students employment
beglnnlng with the GranIee Hall the left the eve
sWept down from The rise which the pnnacled build