Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1914-07-31
SENIORITY IN PRESIDENCY
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prowled about near the college and
howled.
President Bryan relates how won
derful it seemed to him, as a small
boy, to hear his father tell of this
address and its allusion to wolves
bowling on a college campus. Many
years later, in the beginning of his
administration as president of the
State College he heard the coyotes
bowling from the hills about Pull
man and the college, and recalled
this story OF the wolves that howled
Oh the campus of old Jefferson.
In 1866, the older Bryan, an or
Gained minister, moved with his fam
lily to Bloomington, Indiana. lie
bought small S0-acre farm three
miles out, and it was ON this farm,
the same year, that e. a. Bryan was
born. Mr.. Bryan was an ardent
anti-slavery man. On one occasion
re was mobbed in Cincinnati for de-
Iilering an abolition address. This
was pretty close to the Civil war.
The family continued to live at
Bloomington. and as they grew up,
! several of the children entered the
university and were graduated.
Mr.. Bryan's pastoral engagem ents
/ kept him away from home much OF
3 !. hn III.
son; and upon the eldest son fell
much Of the farm work. At the age
OF il years he was hauling wood to
town and selling it. He now has a
/ letter written in 1SG5-when he was
| 1G--to an uncle in Kansas, in which
he mentions a cord Of wood he had
cut and sold for one dollar.
Other happenings OF his childhood
are quite wildly remembered now,
and one is the occasion OF his first
| punishment in school. He was then
! five years old. 1t was against The
rule OF the school to whisper. At the
close OF the day the roll was called,
and the little boys who had not
whispered or done anything else that
was bad could answer Perfect" II
they had whispered, they must
answer imperfect" During the day
the fiye-year-old member of the
Bryan family had whispered. He
nudged his seatmate, whispering a
question and offering information at
the same time.
Who did your father vote for?'.
he asked. My father voted for
| Lincoln
So Enoch had to stay in half
hour after the other little boys had
trudged homeward; for, when the
evening roll was called, he truth
fully answered imperfect.
At this time there were in South
ern Indiana, many southern people.
Some were loyal to the Union, and
few were disloyal. On one occa-
sion the big boys of the neighbor-
hood erected great Flagstaff, and
EEoch's older sister made a big
flag. There was a great flag-raising
and accompanying celebration, in
which the Bryan children, large and
small, joined.
That night the rebels came and
tore the flag down. Great was the
wrath of the abolitionists. The boys
drilled with wooden guns and talked
war talk just like their elders, who
were talking about the firing on
Sumpter and Lincoln's Proclamation.
In spite of the burden of farm
work, Enoch managed to get in most
Of the allotted time for school. lie
had one teacher whom he remembers
especially WELL who he now says was
the best teacher he ever had. This
was Old Frank strong, raw
bOned, hard-headed horse. The
summer he was eleven, Enoch Guilt
waited seven acres of corn. The
struggle that occurred between boy
and horse President Bryan now re-
counts as one of the greatest OK
periences of his lifetime. He ploWed
the corn, however. Old Franks oc-
casional detours after tempting tuft
of grass or an especially juicy corn
stalk often drew the plow into The
row, but, summed up, the job was
fairly well done.
After finishing the neighborhood
school Enoch attended the schools in
Bloomington, walking three miles
across-country, morning and even
ing. 1t is worthy of note that along
this route were no less than Is high
rail fences, each of which he climbed
twice to three times daily during the
greater part of the time he studied
at the university.
At the age of Is he was appointed
by the township trustees away down
near Madison, Indiana, teacher OF