THE RURAL FROM WITHIN BY M.G.KIRKPATRICK.B.S.,EhJ). ALBERT R. MANN LIBRARY New York State Colleges OF Agriculture and Home Economics Cornell University Cornell University Library LB 1567.K59 The rural school from within, 3 1924 013 401 256 Cornell University Library The original of tliis book is in tine Cornell University Library. There are no known copyright restrictions in the United States on the use of the text. http://www.archive.org/details/cu31924013401256 m c-^i 0) J^ S-^ : THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN ^ BY MARION a KIRKPATRICK, B.S., Ph.D. SPECIALIST IN EDUCATION, DIVISION OF COLLEGE EXTENSION, KANSAS STATE AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE PHILADELPHIA AND LONDON J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY COPTKIGBT. I917. BY J. B. LIPPINCOIT COMPANY PKOITED BY J. B. LIPPINCOTI COMPAMT AT THE WASHINGTON SQUARE PRESS PBILADELPHIA, U. S. A. DEDICATED TO THEODORE F. RHODES WHO LOVES HIS FELLOWMEN AND WOULD RATHER HEAR HIS neighbors' CHILDREN " SPEAK " AND SING THAN TO HEAR A PATRICK HENRY OR A LILLIAN NORDICA; WHO WOULD RATHER SEE A BALL GAME BETWEEN HOME BOYS THAN ONE BETWEEN ALL-STAR TEAMS; WHO KNOWS THE JOY OF BEING A NEIGHBOR; WHO BELIEVES THAT CREDULITY IS NOT ALWAYS A VIRTUE; WHO THINKS THAT CASH REGIS- TERS AND COMBINATION LOCKS ARE NOT REFLECTIONS UPON INTEGRITY, AND THAT CAREFUL AUDITING AND AC- COUNTING MAKE FOR HONEST SERVICE; WHO BELIEVES THAT MEN OFTEN BECOME CRIMINAL BY FORCE OF CIRCUM- STANCES, AND THAT THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS WHEN PROPERLY CONDUCTED ARE TB£ SAFEGUARDS TO GOOD CITIZENSHIP PREFACE In no line of work has there been so much aim- less effort for improvement as in the rural schools. It would be unkind and untrue to say that this effort has not always been made by intelligent men and women, but it would not be at variance with truth to say that many who have written in behalf of the rural schools have been those who had little first hand experience with the subject which they set out to improve. With the belief that a rural school education and nearly a quarter of a century spent in teaching in and adjacent to the rural schools may be a partial preparation for so great an undertaking as rural school improvement, the author offers this work, " The Rural School from Within." Several of the chapters are devoted to actual experiences which are believed to be typical. If the recital of these experiences indicates a love for boys and girls, a knowledge of rural home life — of the deep love of parents for their children, and of the great sacrifices that parents in rural communities are mak- ing for their children ; this love and knowledge were acquired by many years of dose acquaintance with 1 2 PREFACE a people among whom, and for whom, the writer has chosen to spend his life. This contribution is made with a hope that it may become a factor in determining the aim of rural schools, in obtaining a recognition from colleges and other higher institutions of learning that education must be universal with respect to interests repre- sented in the course of study as well as universal so far as individuals are concerned. Before entering upon the construction of a policy for the rural school, the writer gives as faithfully as possible his experiences as a teacher of a Kansas rural school. These experiences were interesting, and dealt with live problems, and throughout their dis- cussion it is hoped that the student of pedagogy will recognize the employment of sound and progressive educative principles and the revealing and elucidating of deep-lying fundamentals of discipline and manage- ment, which are knotty problems for thinkers and experts in education, by such concrete illustrations as to be of vital worth to the teacher just entering the profession, and helpful to those who have been long in the work. This book is a story — a story that repeats the experiences of thousands of teachers, tens of thou- sands of American parents, and of innumerable children. It is a story plainly but not bluntly told ; it is uncolored by things that might have happened. PREFACE 3 The mistakes of the teacher himself are given for the purpose of encouragement to the discouraged teacher, and as a danger signal to teachers, parents and school boards. They are given to give pub- licity to the inefficiency of the untrained teacher and to bring plainly to the public mind the importance of suitable schools for all the people. For kindly criticism offered and interest mani- fested in this effort to render a service to the rural schools, the author in appreciation thereof acknowl- edges the following: President Henry Jackson Waters, Dean Edward C Johnson, Professors M. G. Burton, Edwin L. Holton, J. W. Searson, Geo. E. Bray, Wm. H. An- drews, H. L. Kent, Otis E. Hall, H. W. Davis, N. A. Crawford, and W. T. Stratton, of the Kansas State Agricultural College, and Mrs. W. T. Stratton and Miss Elsie Pauley, Manhattan, Kansias. , ., M. G. KlRKPATRICK. Apnl, 1917. INTRODUCTION The improvement and betterment of American rural life is one of the large national problems which has grown out of the abandonment of hand farming for machine farming, and the change from home industry to highly specialized commercial processes. In the solution of the rural problem, new ideas and new ideals will be reqmred. This solution will not consist in copying city methods. It must be a growth, a development, and fruition of the best that is in the coimtry. The principal forces to be utilized must be cotmtry forces. Rural betterment is not something which may be handed down from above. It must come up out of the ranks of the country people. The one agency which touches the life of all the country people is the rural school. But this school has not kept pace with modern progress. It has not adjusted itself to changed coditions. It is not rendering its fullest service. The course of study must be changed to help solve the farmers' economic problems, to point the way to a new era of health and sanitation in country communities, to place be- fore boys and girls new ideals of citizenship. The runal school must have a more definitely recognized 5 6 INTRODUCTION and recognizable purpose, a more direct connective with life problems and activities. The social problems of the country are large, and here, too, the rural school must do its part. We shall always h&,ve a country-minded people living in the country. Any agency which does not recognize this fact must fail to get results in the country. In the country school must be sympathetic understand- ing and foresight; a knowledge of boys and girls, and of men and women and the forces which move them !and lead to success or failure. Inside this school there is the reflection of the spirit and life of the community. The shortcomings of parents, the petty jealousies and sympathetic friendships of the small community, the impulsiveness of adolescence, the foolishness of youth, the rowdyism so difficult of control, the extremes of rural independence, the capacity for doing things, the willingness to respond to wise leadership — all these are a part of the school and must be reckoned with for good or for evil. The teacher must make all these over, right the wrong, improve the bad, stimulate and use the good. The course of study, the schoolhouse and equip- ment, the machinery of administration, the teacher's training and personality are but the means by which this development is to be directed. But above all the spiritual and moral forces, the men and women, the boys and girls of the community must be under- INTRODUCTION •? stood and used. These constitute the problem. They alone offer promise for the future. We would not replace them if we could. We must help them to grow and to use their talents. Few persons who write about rural schools understand and love rural life. Few teachers know men and women, boys and girls. Few have the good sense and the aibility to lead and to direct quietly. Few are attuned to the countryman's point of view. Few are patient with his conservatism. Rowdyism in the country is much talked about, but is too often condemned and not often enough redirected. Mean- ness in the people of the country is given much pub- licity, but the lives of far too many Father and Mother Roses remain unhonored and unsung. The penuriousness of country school boiards is proverbial, but the stout-hearted, sensible, capable and progres- sive William Constads find their wiay into too little of the literature for teachers. Those who really wish to love and serve and direct country people, who have a vision of manag- ing and forming, not of controUing and bossing, who have faith in the service the country school can ren- der to rur'al life will get a sane and helpful phil- osophy in this look at The Rural School from Within. Henry Jackson Waters, President, Kansas State Agricultural College. CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE I. Living up to Repxttation ii II. Onward Christian Soldiers 19 III. In Loco Parentis 26 IV. Bossing One's Employer 38 V. Having a Part in the Gaue 4S<- VI. Managing Girls 58 VII. Managing the School Board 68 VIII. The Community Meeting 80 IX. Repairing the School Building 85 X. A Rural Social Problem 94 XI. Managing Boys 104 XII. A Teacher's Responsibility as Seen by a Board Member 125 XIII. Christmas Vacation 136 XIV. Rural Community Interest 148 XV. The Closing of School 174 XVI. A School Responsibility 185 XVII. Mistakes 189 XVIII. Music, Stories and Play 216 XIX. Training for Leisure 233 XX. Suggested Improvements 256 XXI. Our Teacher 282 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN CHAPTER I Living Up to Reputation I FIND it impossible to read the " Legend of Sleepy Hollow" without my mind's going back twenty-five years to a sheltered nook known as Con- stad's Crossing on one of the important tributaries of the Kaw. In this neighborhood, fifteen miles from a town, I taught my first school. The school- house was located on the banks of the heavily wooded stream, and established the center of a circular valley which was bounded on the north, west, and south by high hills, opening at the north and south for the inflowing and outflowing of Big Indian Creek. My qualifications were none too good, and as the school enrolled from sixty to seventy-five pupils, and as I was barely twenty years old, it was a matter of some surprise at first that I had been given the posi- tion. It dawned on me after it was too late to with- draw that I had landed a job that no one else wanted ; that I had been the only applicant, notwithstanding the fact that teachers were plentiful. I later dis- 11 12 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN covered, or heard, that our good county superin- tendent (over whose bones the mossy marble has been standing for many years) -had intentionally steered me that way with the fond hope that he might give me " mine." This he did in payment for the dog's life he had endured a few years previous when he was trying to save for the good of America an aggregation of Brom Boneses and Bud Meanses, whom as he often said, he would have gathered under his wings as a hen would her chickens — but they would not. Yes, when too late, I found all this out. A half mile from the school was my boarding place. How vividly do I remember the Saturday afternoon before the " First Monday in Septem- ber " when I went to the home of Father and Mother Rose to board ! The hills were then throwing their shadows over and far beyond the house, the holly- hocks were all abloom, and ever3^hing was quiet. Neither of the old people rose to greet me, but from their rockers in the vine-clad porch they smiled and bade me a welcome that meant more than have all the attentions of the uniformed attendants who in- fest the modem hostelries and rush for my baggage. I inquired for a drink, and was informed that unless the spring had quit, I would have no diflficulty in quenching my thirst. It was no journey down a hill to the spring. Just beyond the kitchen door stood the springhouse. And such a spring! The LIVING UP TO REPUTATION 13 volume of water was such that enough power might have been generated from it to do all the grinding, churning and washing on any farm in Kansas and also furnish drink for thousands of cattle. For weeks this great spring was sweetly singing to me as I dropped off to sleep. About five o'clock I went to the schoolhouse to see that all was in readiness, and found there two of the neighborhood women "sweeping out." The house did not meet my expectations, but it was satis- fying to feel that there were at least two people in that community who were interested in education and who had a community interest. I thought it but proper that I should lend a hand, and was soon busily engaged in scraping and digging at question- able accretions to the floor. Between our working and talking I was informed that the house had not been really cleaned since last quarterly meeting, and as to-morrow was quarterly meeting day, it was thought best to give it a scrubbing. Then I knew the ablutions were not in honor of the new teacher nor of the cause which he was exped;ing to promote. I learned later, and to my surprise, that all religious denominations had free use of the schoolhouse, and, excepting during vacation, the teacher was janitor ex-oMcio. I had read in books on teaching of how the new teacher should make a careful survey of the premises, 14 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN noting deficiencies, etc., and I was not long in observ- ing that there were neither crayon nor erasers, maps nor globes, shutters nor curtains, and that one of the two dilapidated outhouses had turned turtle. The only provision for winter was a rick of four- foot wood, eight feet high and about a hundred feet long. As I turned my face to the hollyhocks, I started up a little monologfue in which I paid my respects to my county superintendent, who, I felt quite sure, had done something to me. Father Rose was yet rocking on the porch. He arose when I entered, saying, " Supper is ready." You who have had the good fortune to sit at such a table, I congratulate. Everything was spot- lessly clean. The colors, if not associated with so many fond recollections, might not appeal to me ; but even at this late day a feeling of love and goodness sweeps over me whenever I behold blue plates, cups and saucers, green milk pitchers and green salt-cellars. Never in all those nine months was there food on the table that did not meet my most hearty approval, and I fancy myself somewhat of an epicurean. Never do I see blue dishes but I have a vision of an experience that marks my entrance into a life of responsibilities. I sat at this table with these dear, kind people whose every look was one of love and sympathy. The table was loaded with everything I liked, and I at once for- got quarterly meetings and foreboding woodpiles, LIVING UP TO REPUTATION 15 and mentally resolved that after a respectful silence I'd do the right thing to that cooking. In reverential attitude, I bowed my head, waiting for a blessing which I felt was sure to fall from the lips of my venerable host. I have never forgotten that mistake. He pronounced no blessing, but when he spoke, it was simply to say, " Brother, return thanks." Once I was riding on the pilot of a large locomotive and we ran into a dray wagon, and my life was barely saved — once I broke through the ice on the Missouri River and clung to the edge with freezing hands till rescued — ^upon several occasions I have met death head on; but never yet have I experienced such a shock as the one I received at that evening meal, when the words, " Brother, return thanks," were pronounced. After the shock, I gathered my few scattered wits together, and I recalled fragments of my father's grace. These fragments were ill put together. I knew it. It was entirely superfluous for Mother Rose to cast a pity- ing glance at her husband or to have that pitying glance returned. I discovered for the first time that I had assumed certain responsibilities not mentioned in the contract. I discovered that I had at once become a man; that passive membership in a church was no longer to be my religious status; that the written recommenda- tions that I had got from friends, who felt I ought 16 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN to have a chance, had given me a reputation that would stretch me to the breaking point to measure up to. I almost wished that that meal might never end, for, if it did, it would mean a repetition of the experience the next time. After supper I sought the sitting room and the daily paper. Since they received mail but once a week I soon realized that it was unreasonable to expect a daily paper. The only reading matter in sight, however, was a King James' Translation and a Dr. Jayne's Prognostication of weather and pro- mulgation of "eternal-life" remedies. I made in- quiry for the weekly papers, and, imagine my sur- prise, when I was told, " We take no papers. We discovered years ago thatpapers tend tO' interfere with one's religious enjoyment." Picture my dilemmia. Twenty miles from home, no longer one of the boys, no sweetheart within twenty miles, nor likely to be, nothing to read but the Bible and Dr. Jayne's Alma- nac, and visions of that county superintendent laugh- ing and telling his wife of my predicament. How the mills of the gods do grind ! Picture me on the following beautiful Sunday morning — I, who had been the problem of problems for teachers and professors — running the gauntlet when I made my way into the schoolhouse for Sun- day School, which came before Quarterly Meeting. If your grief is not too great, behold me secretly LIVING UP TO REPUTATION 17 praying, fervently too, that I should not be called upon to lead in prayer. That morning for the first time in my life I lost faith in the efficacy of prayer. It was a poor prayer, it was my first in public — ^but I was living up to a reputation that my friends had given me. Talk aboiot rural leadership! Those people led me into more grief in twenty-four hours than I ever supposed was in the whole world, and I was twenty years old, and had been to college. I am not of a sus- picious nature, nor did I need to be to guess who was the most talked of young man in the Sunday School. I was not sensitive, nor was it necessary that I should be, to feel considerably cut up, to have half the young men whose class I was given to teach, get up and saunter out before I had half finished distorting the Gospel that Paul preached to the Ephesians. Before that quarterly service was over I had so com- mitted myself to a policy of religious activity that retreat would have been ruinous. Having been brought up according to the strictest of Presbyterian parents, and believing with all my heart that " A Sabbath well spent brings a week of content," I put in the afternoon attending church service, and also the evening. The evening service began at early candle light and lasted a long time. You read in books of the encounters and experi- ences of the young teacher. Read this please, believ- 2 18 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN ing. Some hardened old teacher may say what he would have done; but, young teacher, what would you do to-day, if you had tO' meet such conditions ? I had been a very popular young man. I had lots and lots of friends and no enemies, except a few old teach- ers, and who was caring about them ? But out here I was a stranger, entirely unknown to the young people. Can you imagine my utter surprise when that night on my way home, I heard my name ringing out clealrly in a song improvised by a bunch of the boys ? They sang it long and loud — and I still think, abominably — and the minister who walked home with me laughed at my discomfiture and shame. Can you imagine the feelings that passed through my mind after I had laid me down to sleep, and prayed the Lord my soul to keep? Do you believe me when I say that I hoped I might die before I waked? Do you believe that one can have such experiences without ever thereafter sympathizing with young teachers and wishing that he might make their burdens less heavy and their pathways more smooth ? CHAPTER II Onward Christian Soldiers None but the initiated can appreciate what the first day of school in the country means. The teacher in a city school knows nothing about it The city teacher goes before her pupils with a course of study outlining in detail the work of the day. She has a list of all the pupils and the char- acteristics of each. Floors have been thoroughly cleaned; blackboards, erasers, maps and charts have the appearance of never having been used ; and the teacher herself, after a vacation in the Rockies, Ozarks, or Catskills, bears a most markedly rejuve- nated appearance. She has a ready-made program and when the hour for beginning arrives, she has a janitor to press the button. Thus does her school open, and she experiences a day so uneventful that she congratulates herself with accomplishing so much so soon, failing to recognize the fact that during those summer months when vacation days were on, superintendents and principals were carefully work- ing out the problems which she never sees and prob- ably never knows exist. To a limited degree, there is no greater oppor- tunity for development than that which knocks the 19 20 THE RUEAL SCHOOL PROM WITHIN first day upon the country schoolhouse door where the teacher is teaching her first school. To her is granted unlimited sway. It is a survive or perish proposition — a survival of the fittest, and consider- ing the voyage through eddies and whirlpools, down rapids and over cataracts, yesterday amid baffling calms, to-day in areas of high barometric pressures, and to-morrow in hurricanes and cloudbursts, it is a marvel that so many live till the day when it may be said to them, " Well done, thou good and faithful, accept a position in the village school. You have been faithful over many things, you are now made ruler over few." The invitation is accepted, and she who has dared to glean in the fields of Boaz and he who has toiled in the vineyard are made members of that royal throng who sing, " My Country, 'Tis of Thee," accompanied by a Steinway Grand, or a Victor, in a hall where " licking and learning " part ways, never more to meet till the real life problems are met. I have never made pretensions to singing ability, but I opened my first school, after reading selections from Proverbs, by singing " Onward Christian Soldiers," while I held by the hand one Miss Kansas Denman, who had persisted in talking while her teacher was reading, " The tongue of the wise useth knowledge aright, but the mouth of fools poureth out foolishness." Kansas was a diminutive mortal ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS 21 from a physical standpoint, but a giantess in dis- obedience. Miss Kansas was little, but she was old. One reason for mentioning her age second is, that, as a writer, I believe in mentioning facts in their chrono- logical order. I knew she was little before I knew she was old. I did not know she was seventeen till I had taken the census. I did not know till after school that day that she was the sweetheart of the biggest young man on Indian Creek. Of course, her father was a member of my board. When I was a very small boy I determined to teach school. It was always my intention to teach but one term, and during that one term, I intended to see that the girls enjoyed no special privileges. They would get a square deal but they need not ex- pect any better treatment than was given the boys. I grew up with that resolve, and it was my first experience in discipline to lead Miss Kansas to the front. I had not told her to desist from talking, but I had stopped reading and looked at her. She only looked and went on with her pouring out, so I im- mediately proceeded to do a little retrieving. And this is how Kansas came to be in hand while her teacher sang " Onward Christian Soldiers, marching as to war." I have read many, miany books on dis- cipline. I have read much on moral suasion, and know all about the Law of Natural Consequences, 22 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN and that hasty action is unwise; but I have never failed to visit summary punishment if pupils per- sisted in evil after knowing I was conscious of their misconduct and disapproved of it. My first day's enrollment was fifty-four. This was in the days prior to text-book uniformity. We had the greatest variety of books that I had seen up to that time. It was greater the next day, and con- tinued to increase until the enrollment was complete, about the middle of December. I am not at all cer- tain that the text-book condition was a really bad one. It did give variety. Some of the readers were new to me, and almost interesting. The airithmetics were good. The grammars were good. The his- tories were poor, so were the geographies. The first two subjects were my favorite studies. The last two were my poorest ones. I have always noticed that teachers are most likely to condemn texts in subjects about which they know nothing, or which they dis- like. I was no exception. We had only two good books in the school, arithmetic and grammar. As I look back upon my work in that school, I see many, many vital mistakes that I made, my first one being an attempt to teach school. I had made no particular preparation for the work. I had gone into it with the thought of teaching one term, and Methods of Study or the Art of Teaching had not been any definite part of my school work. In ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS 23 my schoolboy days, how to avoid difficult tasks and harass our natural enemy, the teacher, were our majors. In a way such a problem may be a prepara- tion for teaching. It has this in its favor : the teacher with such an experience always knows about what to expect on the other side of the fence, and he does not need a periscope to see it. To no other person do the straws so accurately denote " From whence comes the wind." As I looked over that bunch of boys with their pennants flying, my heart went out to them. It was only duty that restrained and kept me from enlist- ing with the enemy, against any power that existed for the purpose of government. They were my friends, although, in their ignorance, they thought they were enemies. Those girls, I see them to this day ! They were not very bad. They never were, but I would that they had been bad ! There was that lukewarmness, that disposition to look with approval upon boys' wrongdoings, that is so damaging to discipline and yet leaves nothing sufficiently tangible to implicate the real instigators of most wrongdoing. I have already stated that I made many mis- takes, but I did some things quite well. I had made some preparation for my first day's work. I had a tentative program. I got the names and ages and classified the school without assuming any obligation from the board or predecessor. I even went so far 24 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN as to carry a broorri from home in order that I might present as good an appearance to the children as the Mothers in Israel had presented, by my assistance, on the preceding day. Modem educators are agreed that a real teacher must have an aptitude for vicariousness. Without comment, I submit for your consideration: The teacher who has an aptitude for the vicariousness re- quired in case cited is abundantly supplied with aptitude. I have said twice that I made mistakes. What some of those mistakes were I'll tell in a later chapter. One mistake that I believe I made the first day was in attempting too much. I realized that I had a big job. I knew that there were an even hundred of my old associates who were wondering every minute of that day "how I was making it," and I was determined that I would be aboard ship in case she went to the bottom and that I would never go back home if I failed to handle the job. Maybe that determination was a mistake. In years since, when I have seen teachers, not in rural schools but in town schools, working and giving their very lives for an apparently unsympathetic, unappreciative public, I have wondered if it would not be better viking-like to head the death bark for the open sea, with none aboard to effect her return, or Samson ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS 25 like, die with the Philistines, rather than to pursue a forlorn hope. I well remember as a child how impatiently I often waited for four o'clock. It nearly always seemed a long, long time. This four o'clock was longer in coming than any previous one, but it came, and so did five o'clock before the room was in readi- ness for another day. I have done every kind of work about a farm. I have bound wheat, and stacked it; I have cut corn and husked com, and scooped it ten feet high into a crib; I have worked in every position around a threshing machine, and have followed a team ten hours a day in grading on public works, but I never was quite so tired as at the close of my first day's school. For $1.87^^ and board myself! Along with my other tastes I am particularly fond of good pictures. Among popular favorites there is one picture that is classed as a masterpiece : End of Day, by Adan, but this picture I absolutely refuse to like. For my readers who do not know this picture, I give this brief description: Man going home from work, carrying hoe and rake on his shoulders. A good companion picture for that one could have been made from me and my broom. I've always been thankful Adan did not see me first. CHAPTER III In Loco Parentis How many times have we heard persons say, " Had I my life to live over again!" If I had my life to live over again, and expected to be a teacher, I would make a thorough prepara- tion for my work. I am certain I would not know- ingly hunt up a rural school and occupy the place intended for a teacher, and draw money from its treasury to educate myself sufficiently to help me land a position in a city school or mayhap, a college. I have been a high school principal and city super- intendent, and without hope of favor or fear of con- demnation, I make the assertion that the teachers who are doing the most for this country, who work the hardest and get the least remuneration from a money consideration aire the rural teachers. No other position in the school system of America re- quires more skill and efficiency. There is no teacher that should receive higher pay than a teacher who can take a rural school and ably meet its requirements. Yet the rural teacher is not meeting with the success that her efforts merit. Her efforts are short on securing results for many reasons. Lack of preparation is one of the greatest. 26 IN LOCO PARENTIS 27 No enterprise suffers for lack of labor, provided the labor requirements are low. There is always a large class of people who must market their wheat without waiting for it to go through the sweat. There is always a class of teachers who would rather sell their services for $40 or $50 per month than to go through the sweat and sell for $200 per month. The rural school always has been the market for this cheap labor. Why men who willingly spend large sums on crop improvement and animal improve- ment, often paying a fabulous price for a choice brood animal, are so short-sighted as not to see that their children, for whom they are doing so much, need better intellectual advantages, is one of the wonders of our age. My boyhood home was nine miles from the cotmty seat, and two miles from a town of 400 in- habitants. It would have been better for our com- munity in a moral and social sense if the town had been one hundred and ninety-eight miles farther away. A town of that size is sufficiently large to get enough of the cheap and tinseled to keep out all worthy enterprises. In our boasted age of oratory and music, and art, our village offered nothing ex- cept a market and a loafing place fbr boys. As a social centre, it was destructive to the best interests of its surrounding communities. A town of that size can be without the 28 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN good qualities of a city or of the rural community. It often leads a precarious existence, living entirely upon its wits and the shortcomings of its rural neighbors. Its churches were a little too good to warrant our having our own country church or of going nine miles to the larger and better town. The schools were the same ; they were neither rural nor city ; they had neither an urban nor a rural interest, and a boy who got his education there was unfitted for the farm and misfitted for the city. This was a wrong condition and one which the small town of to-day is fast solving. The small towns of to-day are recognizing that their interests, social, educational, and economic are rural, and are rapidly adjusting their institutions to meet changing ideals. But it is entirely possible for them to have very different schools from those they now have, and not have better schools. Their social advantages can easily be different without being better. Small towns and rural communities constitute a type that has special interests and for the perpetuation of those interests, their schools, clubs, and churches should exist. Constad's Crossing, as stated, was fifteen miles from town and was distinctively rural. Its school was a social centre. However, the social activity was limlited to religious worship, singing schools, liter- ary society, spelling schools and an occasional party. The first, religious worship, took precedence over m LOCO PARENTIS 29 all the others. Every denomination that had the fol- lowing of one or more families took its turn. Some- times when each had had its turn, some of the younger enthusiasts, for social reason rather than through religioiis zeal, would put on a two or three weeks' prayer and song service. Taking it the year through they had a very good time. In the winter when the crops were all garnered, society was sure to be somewhat busy. These, however, were conditions as yet unfa- miliar to me. How fortunate is the teacher who, during the hard trials of the day, can look forward to a home-like boarding place where she may go when the day is ended, and find all pleasant and happy, a home with a family which has the respect of the community, a home where all the gossip, silly and malicious, is not carried and promulgated, a home with parents who have led noble lives, and have sent into the world noble sons and daughters. Such a boarding place was mine. True, Father and Mother Rose had begun by laying on me almost insupportable burdens, but so soon, I was beginning to see in their lives the peace and comfort that comes from the forgetting of self and living for others. It was in this home where books were scarce and where efficiency methods in teaching, educative processes, psychology and other fundamentals were unheard of, that I found that the fiirst characteristic 30 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN of a teacher is love for his fellowmen. It was here that I was soon to learn the blessedness of giv- ing; it was here I acquired a passionate desire to teach — ^to do more for the boys and girls committed to my care, but I shall not say more at this time of what this home did for me. As I approached that home with my dinner basket filled with books and the broom over a shoulder, I began to think of the welcome that would be ex- tended me, of the sympathy and encouragement that would be offered. Father Rose is sleeping in his big chair, Mother Rose must be in the kitchen. I go on through, put down my basket, thank her for the broom, take up the water pail and bring it ' full from the spring. Mother Rose looks so sweet when she says, " It makes me feel like Dick was home to have you around." I was looking forward to an evening at home with my books. The first day, notwithstanding the fact that I had made some preparation, was far from satisfying to me, and I felt it must have been somewhat disap- pointing to my pupils. I discovered soon after reach- ing home, that the evening service was to be attended a,s a mjatter of course, and while I felt the need of staying at home, I had not the temerity to make the suggestion. IN LOCO PARENTIS 31 At the supper table our conversation took a peculiar turn. First, I was asked concerning certain children. Were they at school ? Did they have books ? How were they dressed? This last question was one upon which I could not give very decided in- formation. In fact, I was not absolutely certain in all cases about the first two. There were those among my pupils about whom I cotdd have told all these things, but I was being asked about the no- bodies — ^the Jones girls and the Longley boys and the Burns children and I did not know whether they were in or not. I thought so. It seemed that I had written their names, but that was as far as I could go. I knew the Marshalls and the Gordons and the Mathews were there, but I did not know for sure about any regarding whom they inquired. I did not mierely imagine that Mother Rose was disappointed ; it was too evident. Upon inquiry as to whether any of these families were related to her, she said they were not. She told me that the Jones children, — there were five of them, the oldest, fourteen, and the youngest, five, — had lost their mother a few weeks before, and that their father was very poor and hardly able to work. He had expected to start them all to school. Mother Rose was afraid Rachel, the oldest one, would have a hard time keeping her house work done and keep- ing her two young brothers and sisters in school. 32 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN The Longley boys were from a new family that had just moved into the neighborhood. They, too, were poor people, and Father Rose had let the father have money to buy books for the boys. The Burns children were worst of all. They made their hom,e with a good-for-nothing uncle who lived back in the woods in a log cabin. His main asset consisted of hounds, and his principal business was coon hunting, trapping and boozing. They spoke very guardedly about this last fault, saying that it was like the first two, a weakness, and they doubted if he could help it. They hoped he would attend the meetings that were to be started in a few weeks by a noted evangelist and said he would be a good citizen if he could be made over and would kill his hounds and quit drinking. This meeting to-night was not a regular service? No, it was hardly a regular service. It was a preparatory service, preparing for the revival which they would soon start. Our supper was over, and I had not been asked how I liked my school, nor how many pupils I had enrolled, nor how I had succeeded without a previous report in organizing the school. I had just been asked about the Joneses, Longleys and Bumses. In a former chapter was mentioned an aptitude for vicariousness as being one of the characteristics which every teacher should possess. This same IN LOCO PARENTIS 33 authority, George Herbert Palmer, gives as a second characteristic, " A wilHngness to be for- gotten/' With becoming modesty I add as a third " A willingness to be unnoticed," for truly, he that shall find his life, first must lose it. As I walked to church that evening my thoughts had taken a peculiar turn. Three hours before, as I came home from school they were centred wholly and absolutely upon one thing, and I believe I am using the word in moderation, " Myself." The thoughts were not most worthy ones. They were not upon how well or how poorly I had done my work, not what an abundance of room I had for improvement, but were thoughts of commis- eration, and whfether or not I had made a favorable impression. Now, I was thinking of those poor children — the Joneses, Longleys and Bumses, and wondering if I might be able to help them. I had shied away from one white-haired, hatchet- faced, dirty little boy, who tried to stand too close to me. He had put his little hand on my arm, and I remem- bered now that I had laid it off. As I thought about it, it seemed to me his name was Jones. Then the words of Mother Rose came hovering about me, " lost their mother a few weeks before, father poor and hardly able to work, five of them and the youngest only five years old." This little white- 3 34 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN haired boy was but little more than five years old. He was not a Marshall, nor a Gordon nor a Mathews. The Marshalls and Gordons were all bright looking, clean and well dressed. In the brief course in pedagogy, I had mastered the words " in loco parentis." My knowledge of that phrase had led me to believe that the teacher has exactly the same authority over the child as the parent ; that in applying the law to a case of corporal punishment, the status of the teacher is the same as that of the parent; and that he is amenable to the law for cruel and unusual punishment just as much, but no more, than the parent. Now the words " in loco parentis " came to me, but they came in a new dress and with an entirely different significance. Here were as many as ten children from poor homes, who had probably been in my school that day. They had come long distances ; they had made their prepa- ration at much" sacrifice. In one case the father had borrowed money to buy books and had gone fifteen miles for them. They had come, some of them, to a school for the first time, and others were strangers in this particular school. What attention had they received from me? Had I given them a kind word, a pleasant look, or a friendly pat ? Had I given that whole school individually or collectively anything that meant anything to them or ever would ? As I reached the schoolhouse I saw that the IN LOCO PARENTIS 35 people were gathering. In fact, the hitch racks that ran the full length of the two sides of the school yard were crowded with teams, hitched to all sorts of conveyances; buggies with tops, carryalls and wagons with spring seats, and wagons with seat boards. This, remember, was twenty-five years ago. There were no automobiles in that aggregation. Could you find such an array of vehicles at any gathering in the Middle West to-day? I leave that question to you, my reader. Attention ! so fast does time fly, that we must once in awhile pause and think, and then we must stand aghast. In 1901, in a thriving town in the Middle West, I was superin- tendent of the schools. My wife, who was always interested in children, sent me a message asking if I would please dismiss the schools and let the children go down town, that there was an automobile down there. It is needless to say that her wishes were granted, and not only did the children go down to see the automobile, but the teachers all went, and the superintendent went along, and it may not be aside the point to say that he met his wife there and she had her little boy there, and her neighbors were there and they had their little boys and little girls there, also, to see the automobile. Did you notice that I said my wife sent me a message. I did not say that she " called me up." No, there was not a 'phone in the town. She sent 36 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN the message. Let me tell you something about that tQiwn. The school census is little, if any, more to- day than in 1901, but it has a new high school building costing over $30,000. It has finely equipped laboratories. It has as good a heating, ventilating equipment as there is in America. It has doubled, aye, trebled its high school teaching force. What about Constad's Crossing? Well, there are no wagons with the high backed spring seats, nor with seat boards either. There are a few back numbers who ride in carryalls and top buggies, but mostly the conveyances are automobiles. Indian Creek is still flowing south. The schoolhouse is still there. The wood pile is just as natural as though it had never been burned. The school is not much better graded. They have but one teacher, but sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Before I went into this byway, running off after carnal things, I was on my way to church. I was having misgivings as to my shortcomings, and in- stead of turning in, I walked on past, and as I fol- lowed the road that led off into the woods, I could hear them singing " Down at the Cross where I first saw the light. Glory to His Name." This, at this particular time, had no message to me. I had a job which bid fair to become my cross, and the more I saw of that job, the more t felt my inability, my unworthiness. Here was a neighborhood of good m LOCO PARENTIS 37 people. There were three distinct lines of activity — agriculture, church and school. It was a rich farming community. People were generally pros- perous. It was from a moral point of view equal to the place where I had lived. Religiously, it was dif- ferent from that to which I was accustomed. I did not approve of all that they did, and they far from approved of my method of religious attack. I finally came to a bridge crossing our already familiar stream, and there I seriously planned my work for the mprrow. My planning involved no improvements on discipline. Order in methods of work is mine by inheritance. I want pupils to do right, and when they do not, we just stop and tighten up and start again. I learned early in my farm life that a stitch in time is always advisable. I planned my work so that every pupil would be sure to get some attention every day. Even though it were but a question, a word, some forrri of recognition would be accorded the poorest as well as the richest, the slowest as well as the quickest. I would, at the very earliest moment, find out the children who most needed my care and I would be "in loco parentis " in so far as I was able. I walked home that night believing I was equal to the emergency. I resolved that the school should no longer hold third place in that community, if I could prevent it, and that if it did hold but third place it would be worthy of it. CHAPTER IV Bossing One's Employer Much has been written by educators on the im- portance of a good beginning, doing well the work of the first day. It is well to do the first day's work well. It is proper and good business to come before your school the first morning with a full knowledge of your work, but the second day is the day of days. The first day the teacher is new' and the pupils are slow to make advances toward unruly behavior till they know their ground. Besides, on the first day, the pupils themselves are an unorganized group. By the second day there is a tendency, if ever there is one, or try out the new teacher. This is particularly true in case the teacher is a beginner without reputation. Oh, the enthusiasm of youth! Could I go through that experience again ! To youth all things are possible. Youth is fearless, vigorous, precipi- tate. It is in youth that we would control not only those who would direct us but the laws of the uni- verse as well. On the second morning I was at school at eight o'clock, and from that day to my last work in the public schools, I have missed that time for arriving at my post of duty but by a very few minutes. 38 BOSSING ONE'S EMPLOYER 39 The house that I had left thoroughly swept the evening before was in a worse condition than it was before I had swept it. The floor was strewn with bits of paper, whittlings and tobacco. The song I had heard the night before had come rushing into my mind — " Down at the Cross, where I first found the light. Glory to His name ! " To what was this condition due? Why would a people who were ap- parently good, earnest. Christian people, permit the building to which their children were to go for the greater part of the year, to be treated in such a way as to make it so insanitary? Why this condition? Was it the fault of my predecessors? Had they suffered these conditions to exist? If so, why? Had they borne it all patiently, hoping to curry favor, or had they tried to improve conditions and failed? Three teachers last year! Well, if they had hoped to curry favor by enduring such indig- nities, they had hoped in vain, for the popular ver- dict was, " They failed." I had heard what teachers had done with school boards, and I knew it could be done again, and be- sides, the law was all on my side. I would go to that board and demand that the schoolroom be put in a sanitary condition, and state that school would not be called till my demands were complied with. I knew my rights and I would stand for them. To the yotmg teacher I will say the following: 40 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN Look with suspicion upon the teacher who tells you how he bosses the school board. He is either a liar or a one-termer, and the probabilities are that he is both. This is no more true of the teacher than of the preacher, the dry goods clerk or the bank clerk. Underlings are found boasting in the street corners and other public places of how they have laid it down to the boss, and of how the boss came beautifully to earth, most graciously begged forgiveness, thanked them for their suggestions, and was pleasant and deferential ever afterwards. One finds these independent, dictatorial fellows in every walk of life pretending to lead railroad superintendents, college presidents and chancellors dogs' lives, and we are made to wonder why these gentlemen do not indicate their subjection by more distressed and cringing spirits. I repeat it, these men who claim they boss their superiors are liars or one-termers and probably both. I would not use such strong terms in my condemnation of the people if I thought the ends I seek were not justified by the means. The end I seek in this particular case is to convince the young people (all others know from experience or otherwise) of the foolishness of such a course, and its thorough lack of the desired re- sults. The teacher who attempts to run a school without cooperation of the board is too foolish to deserve success. The minister who attempts to BOSSING ONE'S EMPLOYER 41 " drive " his church board meets with but one result and that is failure. And the employee who will not work with his superior, be he bank president, college president, or railroad president, will be hunting a job, while the others stay and " live to fight another day." Even Uncle Sam, the dearest of men, expects subordination and faithful service from the lowest paid postmaster to the president, and he is seldom mistaken in his men. Many a young man has lost his position while " contending for his rights." The fact must never be lost sight of that every question may have two sides, and the employee is seldom in a position to see the other side. Closing the schoolhouse door, I made straight for the home of my nearest board member. As I walked, I thought once more of home, and for the first time, wished that I might have my father to advise me. I then began to assemble some of his advice that I never had made use of, and that was, therefore, as good as new. First, he was always an advocate of moderation, and his favorite proverb was, " He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty ; and he that ruleth his spirit, than he that taketh a city." He had homelier sayings and two of them came into my mind as I went to boss my board. " Never try to lift till you can get your feet firmly on the ground." " In one respect, and possibly two or three, men are like hogs; when you drive them, do it without 42 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN their knowledge or you won't get far; just drift them." I arrived at the home of William Constad in a few minutes. He was the member of the board. He was the one who had had most to do in employing me. He was a pleasant, quiet man of few words, but was a power in his community. He had three children in school, two daughters and one son. The daughters were eighteen and twenty years of age and the son was fifteen. He laughed and said, " You are sure starting in early." At first I thought he was speaking of the time of day, but he went on to say, " I was mighty glad to hear how you took care of little Kansas yesterday. You sure did get the right one, and you did it early, too. You know my son Bill goes with Kansas, but it don't make any difference, and it wouldn't make any difference if it did. That girl's cost this district enough to educate a dozen boys and girls clear through college. She's mighty popular with the boys, and a boy never makes a bad move but what that girl's got a smile by way of reward. She en- courages everything that's ornery, and she sympa- thizes with the culprit when he is caught." After thanking him for his encouraging remarks, and assuring him that it was not my intention to attempt lifting a very big load till I got my feet firmly on the ground, I bade him good morning. He BOSSING ONE'S EMPLOYER 43 extended his hand to me and I shook it, but he held my hand instead of shaking it, and he said, " I do hope we can have a good school this year. I'm mighty glad you came over. There's one criticism I feel like making on nearly all the teachers we've ever had. They never come around except when they want their pay or a holiday. I wish you could call on the other members soon, and let's get started in right. These are mlighty fine people in this com- munity. They are somewhat longer on church than I am, but that's no failing. We never lock no doors out here, and the poor never suffer if their wants are found out." Before I got loose my hand his eldest daughter came out on her way to school. She came up and was soon bossing the board in my most approved fashion : She said, " Pa, do you know there is no chalk at the school ? " Pa said he hadn't thought chalk in months. " Do you know. Pa, there is no broom?" " No," (Pa had not thought brooms for a long, long time). " How did you get along yes- terday without these things ? " I explained that I had borrowed for the emergency. " Well," he explained, "the board lives so far apart that it seldom ever gets together. Do you know we have not had a board meeting since the annual meeting last April? We talked that day about several things that ought to be done. We 44 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN hired Graham to put in the wood, but that's as far as we really got." This was my opportunity to do some drifting. I inquired if it would meet his wishes to have me see the other members and suggest a " get-together," and if he would object to my meeting with them. He drifted fine. He said any date the other two wanted would suit him, and he thought my presence would be acceptable to all. I taught school the second day in a room not to my liking, but I had grown in my own esteem. I had accepted a bad situation, and had mastered my- self sufficiently to make a somewhat favorable im- pression upon the man whose influence I must have if I wished to do any good for that community. I was in a fair way to have a meeting of the board and for that meeting I had determined to make suit- able preparations. CHAPTER V Having a Part in the Game When a boy, I was very fond of Dickens. As a man, I am fond of Dickens. Among educators, Dickens, in my estimation, easily holds first place. He was England's greatest educational reformer. His views were not given to the world under high sounding titles, which are often used to enhance the selling of a book rather than to enlighten the pur- chasers upon its contents. He never wrote a book entitled "Child Study"; but he taught indirectly, through his novels, millions of people ; and'he taught more effectively of the rights of children and of the training of children than has any other educator of modern times. In his several novels, he deals with over twenty schools, each with a definite purpose. He discovered or invented a greater number of probable characters than all other English writers combined. He has a character for every man and one must be an expert to avoid seeing himself in the great looking-glasses of literature made and patented by Charles Dickens. In his Martin Chuzzlewit there is a character, Mark Tapley. It has long been my opinion that the young man who can read Martin Chuzzlewit and can 45 46 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN then emulate Mark Tapley has a reasonable success assured. Mark Tapley is looking for trouble — trouble so great that he cannot overcome it. He wants the ex- perience. He wants his manhood tested. When he is cheated and defrauded out of a large part of his fortune he is encouraged. That is some trouble, but not great enough to lay him low. That might dis- courage a weak man, or even an average man, but he claims to be more than an average man. The ordinary man gives up to just ordinary troubles, but he is more than an ordinary man, and it requires more than a financial reverse to put him down. He suffers other reverses, becomes sick and almost penniless thousands of miles from home, but Dickens makes him stand a man in this world of discouraging troubles. He makes him say after all has been laid on him and it would seem that he would break and be crushed under it all, " I'm a man. I could stand more than this. An ordinary man might get discouraged and give up, but not I. I am more than an ordinary man." What an encouragement such an example must be to the young man starting in life and meeting with reverses! What a blessing to the world it would be if all men were possessed of such optimism, of such appreciation of their true worth ! The sordid, the melancholy and the morose, who HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 47 nurse their troubles and their griefs, and finally, rather than suffer " the slings and arrows of out- rageous fortune, would take arms against a sea of troubles and end them," are not the Mark Tapleys who feel it a privilege and a pleasure to bear " the heartaches and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to," and reply with head thrown back, " I am more than an ordinary man." They are the criminal, the suicide, the maniac, and the world's failures. In my second day of school, seated in some indefinite place in my schoolroom, was MARK TAPLEY, and he had a habit of speaking right out and saying, " You had better give up. That's ordi- nary trouble and you are but an ordinary man. Give up. The ordinary teacher can't handle this job. It's too big for him, so you had better quit." Every- thing I did seemed wrong. The entire pupil atti- tude was bad. It was antagonistic. By and by Mark Tapley got on my nerves and I threw him off, and I stood among those children with the Dickens inspiration, " I am a man, and I am more than an ordinary man. This job is not too big for me. It is not big enough." When I assumed this attitude I became a man. I succumbed to the mental sugges- tion, and at once the school fell into the attitude that all groups of individuals fall into when they recog- nize that the leader has confidence in himself. 48 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN I went about my work, earnestly trying to do all that was possible for me to do. I had not learned the art of occasioning mental activity, but in an in- definite, hazy manner, I attempted to get everyone to work. My desk was in the front of the room, but I, myself, was seldom there, I had to be there while hearing the smaller children recite, but I ar- ranged " busy " work for the older pupils for those times. I saw to it that there were studies to be worked on while the primary classes were reciting. I have read extensively on the making of a pro- gram. Authorities seem to be agreed that the hardest subject should be given at a time when the pupil's efficiency is greatest. I did not believe that then, and I am not convinced yet that that is the proper way to arrange a program for a large rural school. My plan was to put the studies that I liked best just before noon, and following recess, in the afternoon. A study of discipline has shown me that troubles are more likely to arise at those times, and it is then that I wish to be at my best. If those are times when pupils' mental efficiency is low, it is then that their disposition to play is strong and their interest in school work is low. If I had the subjects that I liked best at those times, I could keep up a better interest than I would be able to with studies that I did not like. HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 49 Another reason for putting these studies at this time was that it involved having the older pupils in recitation at that time to insure their keeping busy up to the time of dismissal. A reason, and I have always considered it a defendable one, was that hav- ing the studies I liked best at those times insured an interesting closing for my school. Noon and be- tween four P.M. and nine a.m. are the periods for the forming of public sentiment or opinion. Going on the idea that all's well that ends well, I arranged to have the forenoon and afternoon sessions close well. In mentioning the importance of good endings, I had another peculiar practice which I adopted and followed for a nimiber of years. I always tried to dress a little better on Friday than other days. I would like to have worn my best clothes every day, but since I could not afford that, I compromised by wearing them on Fridays and made a strong effort to have Friday the best day of the week. Sun- day being tlie day when the neighborhood did its visiting, I reasoned that on that day the school would come in for its share of consideration, therefore, it behooved me to have a good ending for the week. I yet believe these reasons are sound. Public opinion is one thing that must be carefully considered if one would succeed. It must not be thought that I per- mitted things at certain times of the day or week that I prohibited at other times. If I strove for one 4 50 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN thing more than another it was to keep my discipline even, or level. Unevenness is one of the sure signs of a poor disciplinarian. The attitude of my school on the second day, as already stated, was one of antagonism. Like the wild birds of Crusoe's Island, " their tameness frightened me." In the first place they were abso- lutely fearless. They had neither regard nor respect for school authority. Even the small children of the third and fourth grades seemed to feel that it was the proper thing to show me disrespect. All progressed passably yvell, although under a strain, till the last recess, when I observed the pupils in little groups talking and casting occasional glances in my direction. I scented trouble. I had been through too much of that kind of work as a pupil not to know that a storm was brewing. When I called school, the pupils passed me at the door, each one stamping as hard as he could. I said each one passed me stamping as hard as he could. As I remember, only three got past. The third one, Dick Holmes, a young rowdy, who boasted that he had helped to break up every school for three years, was not only arrested in his progress, but was thrown with such force out of the door that he was entirely out of the way of the rest who suddenly assumed an orderly and respectful manner and passed to their seats. HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 51 Dick stood at the door in a rage, awaiting my next move. I bade him: enter, and when he attempted to go to his own seat, I told him he would occupy a seat further in front. I am not certain how ashamed I am of my feelings, but I never felt better in my life. I secretly hoped he would refuse to obey me so that we might mieasure forces at once. So intent was I upon taking care of him that I asked him rather mildly and with affected timidness to occupy the seat further to the front. The man who is in earnest is usually tmderstood, and Dick seemed to understand all I was saying. He took the seat. I called the first class, but before doing so noti- fied them they were about to be called, and that they would be asked to stand. With the word " stand " each one stood. I complimented them upon their ability to obey, and then I quietly asked them to be seated. I went through this procedure with every grade in the school, and then with all the grades to- gether. Then I had all but one pass from the room in an orderly manner and gave them ten minutes recess, after which I called school. They formed in line and each marched quietly to his seat. It was then half-past three, and the seven classes that came after recess had not recited, but each had been taught a lesson. I then began with class one, had it come orderly to place, assigned some advance work, and so on with all seven classes. These had all 52 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN run the gauntlet by 3 :S5, and I took the remaining time for arranging the books in the desks and getting ready for an orderly dismissal. Through all of this drill Dick had not been allowed to participate. Nor was he among the boys who passed through the door at four o'clock. I am not an advocate of keeping pupils in at recess nor after school, but, if there is an excuse for such a measure, " to prevent collusion " is the most impor- tant one. To my surprise, a broom had been provided from somewhere, and I took up my janitor duties before giving attention to Dick. I had not been sweeping long till he began to remonstrate against staying in the room while I was sweeping. For a moment my pride almost got the better of my spirit, which I was trying hard to rule, but I thought twice and then I spoke several times and most earnestly. I told Dick that it had not been many years since I had been trying, like himself, to run the school ; that I had as good a reputation for doing bright things as he had ; that my teachers had generally allowed us boys to ruin the school, and I had resolved to do all in my power to atone for my past conduct by making school a place where well-^neaning boys and girls might have a chance to study ; that I did not like the janitor work so very well, and I surely did not like the dust. I told him that, on the other hand, I rather HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 53 enjoyed having him there to talce his share of the punishment. After I had put the room in as good order as was possible I gave my attention to Dick. At my first words he started to treat me just as a disorderly, bad pupil will attempt to treat a teacher, but would not attempt to treat anyone else. His first sentence caused him to be raised from his seat, and he was given what any teacher must give such a boy who is openly rebellious, when the board is not firm and will not take vigorous action. In this school I knew I would have the board with me in case I did not need them. That is to say, if I succeeded I would have their moral support, but if I needed them they would simply charge me with incompetency and leave me to drown. The school boards after all have a serious under- taking when they take sides in such matters against their neighbors. Hard feelings are engendered and these feelings have been known to outlive a genera- tion and seriously affect the social welfare of a com- munity. A board is usually very friendly toward a teacher who can manage a school without bringing it into disagreeable controversies. Corporal punish- ment has its bad features, and it has its good ones. The nagging teacher is never a good disciplinarian. The teacher who is deliberate and whips per previous announcement is usually a very poor disciplinarian. 54 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN Dick thoroughly understood me when I told him that on the morrow he might feel at liberty to break down my authority, but that he must remember that I paid cash in full, and that he would need expect no extension of time should he become indebted to me. He understood that punishment would be certain and swift and commensurate with the offense. Thomas Hood's lines in " I Remember," which nm, " I remember how the sun came peeping in at mom, and how he never came a wink too soon," exactly described my frame of mind in those days. Nine o'clock never came too soon, especially if I had any " unfinished business." As stated in the first part of this chapter, I tried to close school with good feeling between teacher and pupils, but to have closed school feeling that some pupil had gained an advantage over me, would have, and sometimes did, mean a restless night. My plan was to balance up every day. This second day had not closed with as great a pleasure as some teachers might desire, but to me it was a joy. For two days I had been suffering from an awful weight. I had been given a Sunday School class of yotmg men; some of them were now my pupils. They, without cause, except that I was to be the teacher, had offered me an insult that is never offered to any class of people but teachers. The very atmosphere of the school was depressing. The HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 55 people were good, but their respect for teachers was negative. To have brought matters to an issue, to have had a part in the game, was indeed a satis- faction. As I went to my boarding place that evening, I went with a consciousness that I had been making rapid developments under the responsibilities that had come to me by virtue of the position to which I had been elected through the influence of my friends and the machinations of a county superintendent. A resolution was formed that evening, and it has been my policy ever since, and I have given it to hiuidreds of teachers who have used it with success — that I would begin to-morrow just where I left off to-day and pursue the same policy with diligence. At the close of the first week my policy was accepted by every boy in the school. There was not the slightest evidence of rebellion among the boys and they were settling down to reasonably good work, and I was getting into their games on a give and take basis. I had no feeling of restraint, nor did I have a desire to censure the pupils while at play. When school was called I felt, and this feeling was in no way assumed, that we were opened up for busi- ness, and play was to be temporarily suspended. It was a great temptation at times for me not to call for a few minutes after time in case the game was very exciting, but I never yielded to that temptation. 56 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN In books there is danger of giving wrong impres- sions. In the foregoing recital of my second day in school some may get the idea that I was harsh and cruel. Once I was jokingly advising three young women who were about to receive their degrees and enter the teaching profession, that they must not forget to punish and punish freely. One asked me if I would advise whipping. I said, " Under the right circum- stances, I certainly advise it." " Why," she said, " We went to school to you twelve years and we never knew you to whip a pupil." " Well," I replied, " I guess you are right about that, but if the proper occasion had arisen there would have been corporal punishment administered without consideration of consequences, and it would have been administered at once. I was only joking about your punishing pupils. I want you to be kind to them, especially ithe little children, but I must ask you to be at all times absolutely in control of the situation." Some years ago a lady told me of the hard time she was having with the discipline of her room. After telling me of the very bad boys and girls, she said, " I never allovy myself to smile. I put on a scowl in the morning and keep it on till the children have passed out at four o'clock." Can one picture a more desolate place than such a schoolroom? HAVING A PART IN THE GAME 57 Would not a child be better off out of school than surrounded by such an influence? The teacher who dares not smile, aye, laugh aloud at times during the day, is certain to have an unfortunate schoolroom condition, and the children under her rule are objects of my sympathy. Quick, decisive action is effective. Careless, easy-going, threatening and never-doing teachers will make an orderly school an unfit place for children. A teacher who cannot discipline and retain the admiration and love of his pupils is a failure. If a teacher be worthy he should be imitated, but he must have likable qualities, — those which appeal to the young and attract them, — or his influence for their good will be negligible. On the other hand, if he be unworthy but possessed of some admirable quali- ties, he will be imitated. There are many capable teachers, and in some respects, lovable and estimable, whose characters wholly disqualify them as models for the youth. The fact that a teacher is loved and admired is far from proof that he is all right. As certainly as the weight unsupported falls to ground, the child becomes like what he loves and admires. CHAPTER VI Managing Girls There was one feature of my school work that was far from satisfactory, and worse yet, I did not see how it could be improved. I had ten or twelve grown young women in school, and about as many between the ages of thirteen and sixteen. I knew boys, and I knew how to control them and have them for my friends. I have always believed that good square treatment is the only kind that appeals to the normal boy; that he will go just as far as you allow, but that he soon learns his limitations. At the present time I feel that I know something about girls, but at the end of my first week of teach- ing I would have jumped at the opportunity of trading off all the girls for an equal number of boys without asking any questions. They appealed to me as not being satisfied with fair treatment. They wanted special privileges and seemed to think that they were entitled, by virtue of their sex, to these special privileges. It was my theory that if a certain act was wrong in a boy it was equally wrong in a girl, that if a girl did wrong she should be just as amenable to discipline as a boy; but on all of these points we seemed to differ. If one girl recited and 58 MANAGING GIRLS 59 was wrong, and it fell to me to make it plain and right, nothing unpleasant resulted, but if girl number two made the correction, number one was likely to be out of commission for from one to three days. Pouting seemed to be their natural response to every effort that was put forth for their improve- ment, if this effort was not in accordance with their liking. With the boys it was "go and come" as directed, but with the girls it was " go and come " as directed when they felt that way, but when they did not, closed went the lips and down went the eyes, and closed and down they stayed till the of- fended one forgot her grievance, or some other girl took her place. That was one account that never balanced during the first week. In desperation, the first Saturday, I wrote to a lady some years my senior, who was principal of a good high school, to please write me, and write immediately, how to get along with girls. In one week I got her reply. It was satisfactory. I put it into operation, and with the exception of some very extreme cases her recipe worked. In brief her answer was as follows : " I never have had much trouble with girls. They are usually all right, and never give much trouble. It's the boys, they are the problems. I'll tell you how I get along with the boys and it's barely pos- sible that my plan for boys will work with your girls. I make it a point to have them get along with me." 60 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN I used her formula and it worked, eventually. The error that I had committed was in showing that I was annoyed by their unfriendly attitude. I had gone on the assumption that they should be dis- ciplined, but owing to my regard for the sex I had expected their reaction to be somewhat different from what it was. They were quick to observe that I was annoyed and were quick to take advantage of my discomfiture. My trouble with girls for a time grew worse in- stead of better. I adopted the plan of requiring them to get along with me. It may have been an eye for an eye proposition, but I adopted it. Boys and girls who showed the right attitude received splendid treatment and to those who did not, I showed no quarter. With this plan in operation, troubles began to accumulate and before the end of the first month Kansas had quite a following, but strange to say she kept herself in the clear. On the last Friday after- noon of the first month Mollie McGuire, the prettiest and poutiest girl in the school, very abruptly cor- rected me on the pronunciation of a word. I had pro- nounced it correctly, but as there was no dictionary, I had no way of proving it. However, the pronun- ciation of the word was a minor consideration just then. There is at such times a consideration which MANAGING GIRLS 61 every teacher must some time face — " Shall the teacher assume a personal or an objective attitude? " It may occur to the reader that up to this time I had assumed the personal attitude, but such was not the case. On the playground I had been but an individual. Outside of school I had not assumed the teacher attitude, but in school, I had assumed the teacher attitude and had made it plain that as teacher there were certain responsibilities that I must bear and that their attitude toward the teacher must be one of respect for those responsibilities upon which the good of the whole school depended. MoUie was promptly excused from recitation. Later, when another class to which she belonged was called, she came forward. After the class was seated she was again sent to her seat. As school for the day, the week and the month was about to be closed, I saw enacted an old trick. Mollie had all her books piled out on top of her desk. Mollie was quitting school. Indeed, it was not a new trick, for once I had done that very thing myself. How well I remembered it just then. My teacher came to me and pleaded with me not to take my books, and I left them, but I left them with an understanding that I must be treated just right or next time she couldn't coax me back. It was a great bluff. Once when we had what we thought to be an unusually stubborn teacher, six of us stacked our 62 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN books and ■won out. Now', in Mollie I had a for- midable foe. Her father was a board member, and board members' children in rural schools are prob- lems to be solved. Mollie was, also, quite a church worker. She played the organ and sang while she played; she was pretty and popular with all her schoolmates, and was therefore a most redoubtable enemy. Well, Mollie had struck, and everyone in the scAool was aware of the fact. Mollie had her books all covered with red calico. This is not important, but is mentioned to show how plainly I remember details of events that happened about twenty-five years ago. In a subsequent chapter I speak of closing school with a song. I think I should have sung alone on this memorable evening, because feeling was running high. Punishment must be certain, swift, and unerring. The teachei must leave no doubt in the minds of the pupils as to who is the real victor, and I began early to show the school. It was time for closing, but I was timekeeper and the only timepiece there was in my pocket. I had yet some tmfinished work, but I stopped to ask Mollie if it was her intention to quit school. She assured me that such was her intention, and at once she was granted permission to go. She went. MANAGING GIRLS 63 That was many years ago, but to-day I consider it was good management. I never allowed a pupil to pass out with the school either at intermission or after school wlho was giving the impression that he was getting ahead of the school. Those are the times when public opinion is formed. Those are the times when a pupil is encouraged to do things that he otherwise would not do. Mollie left school unaided and alone. As soon as she had gone I began to reconstruct my school by arbitrarily changing the seats of all the larger girls. In the changing, Mollie's seat, which of course was a back one (a back seat is a seat of honor and is the one I always had), was taken by Kansas. If there is ever a time when a boy or group of boys feel dean and wholesome and want to walk on tiptoe just to please you it is when they feel the girls are getting their deserts. To the average boy it's the thrill of a lifetime. It is perfectly safe policy to pursue a route that leads to a certain place if you are going to that certain place. I had set out to effect the control of several very nice but badly spoiled young ladies. My next move was to dismiss the boys and all the small girls, and to the credit of all of them they went orderly and respectfully. When the girls were alone I gave them a kind talk without any suggestion of relenting. They 64 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN were told in plain terms how very good they were as young women, and how very bad they were as pupils. They were told that on Monday we should begin all over again to pursue the same policy of de- manding absolute obedience, and that all girls who conformed to my regulations would receive the best of treatment and every privilege that I could con- sistently grant. But I held out no hope for the girl who pouted or who offered any but the most cour- teous treatment to the teacher. Those days were dark and troublesome. To win in such an ordeal makes one respected throughout the community. To lose means just the opposite. Public opinion is a great asset when you have it in your favor, but after all it is an unsafe index as to the right or wrong of a certain cause. Public opinion is usually the opinion of two or three in which the unthinking masses concur. The wise teacher will try hard to control public opinion, but he should never allow himself to feel thai public opinion is based upon a public conscience, for the public may be against you to-day and for you to-morrow. It is so with nations. It is so with the grand- stand, whether it be a national political convention in Chicago, a prize fight in Cuba or a bullfight in Juarez — the victor becomes the hero of thousands while the vanquished lies bleeding and alone. It was always that way. Cicero was driven from Rome, MANAGING GIRLS 65 returned in triumph, and again with hisses and scourges and curses driven out, and all for naught but on account of public opinion. The beaten must not look for sympathy. Hannibal and Bonaparte, Calvin and Luther, politicians, financiers, prize- fighters, gladiators have learned or will learn of the fickleness of public opinion. Men with real convictions and courage are rare combinations. Sometimes such combinations make up parts of school boards and boards of education, and sometimes they do not. The smaller the school unit the smaller is the probability of finding the com- bination, and when it is wholly lacking the position of the teacher is far from being an enviable one. Every person of school experience has a teacher who is his ideal, and one whose advice he would rely upon. In my trouble I thought of ray ideal teacher, and although it was a half-day's ride, I went to see him. My ideal teacher was the one to whom I went immediately after completing my rural school educa- tion. It was he who gave me to understand that nothing short of absolute obedience to the rules and regulations would keep me within his good graces. It was he who taught me that nothing was too good for the pupil who tried to do right. With this teacher as an ideal I began my first school. 5 66 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN With him for an ideal I taught my first school and many succeeding ones. To him I went to give my experiences of my first month and receive his approval or disapproval. He gave me neither. After hearing my story, he asked, " Do you feel that you have done right? " I answered in the affirma- tive. He then said, as he pressed my hand in a good- bye, " Begin Monday where you left off yesterday." I returned to my school fully believing that I would succeed. Monday morning school opened with MoUie in her seat. She had returned! Kansas was in the same seat, and again did it seem that an unpleasant- ness was to be met. When I went to the seat to make my decision, both girls stood awaiting my ver- dict. I said " Kansas, the seat is yours." Kansas replied, " MoUie may have it." MoUie, kind-hearted girl that she was, said, " No, it is your seat, Kansas." In those days seats were selected very much as are lands in a new country. Squatters' sovereignty ! Every girl who had been changed on Friday had been taken from a seat that was hers by preemption. Possibly there were " sooners " among them. I addressed all the girls whose seats had been changed. " Girls, I feel you would all like to have your seats again, and because of the good spirit shown by these two girls, I am going to ask each of you to take back the seat you had. In doing so I want MANAGING GIRLS 67 it to be with a resolve that your whole attitude toward the school is to change." Sometimes in months to come we had trouble- some days but the fashion of tmruliness among girls went out that morning not to return, and the teacher learned for the first time that girls like to be managed and are quite as amenable to discipline as boys, and like the boys they are most apt in detecting the weak- nesses of the opposite sex. The teacher who would succeed in managing either boys or girls must make it possible for them to get along with him. A certain reasonableness is necessary. CHAPTER VII Managing the School Board School Boards can be managed, but they cannot be bossed, and there is a wide difference between managing and bossing. No board will be bossed, but any self-respecting board will be managed. The teacher who desires to manage a board must first of all have well-defined plans. He must know that his plans have merit. The measures that he seeks to carry out must be for a public benefit. The teacher, then, who has certain well-defined, meritorious plans which when carried out will be a benefit to the public for whom he is employed is ready to interview his board. In addition to this preparation it is necessary that there be nothing but the best of feeling between the teacher and the board. School boards are, after all, human ; and the average human being is swayed more by his feelings than by his judgment. It must not be supposed that a school board who feels right towards its teacher will not be controlled by its judgment. In other words, the average individual will permit his feelings of animosity to control his actions and defeat good measures, but will not permit feelings 68 MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 69 of friendliness to influence his vote for a proposition which he does not believe is sound. The above enunciated human frailty is in evi- dence in all walks of life. The opposition is always the more active. A man's enemies will make bigger sacrifices to attend the election and help secure his defeat than will his friends to secure his election. The successful candidate is more likely to owe his election to the activity of his opponent's enemies than to his own popularity. Accepting the foregoing statements as true, it is proper to state that a teacher who has a good proposition can get favorable action on it by a board who are in harmony with each other and with the teacher provided they can be convinced that it is a good proposition. In convincing a board of the soundness of a proposition, there is often a lifetime prejudice to be broken down. Certain conditions have always existed so far as they know, and so far as they know they should continue to exist. A friend of the writer moved to town. He cast his first vote against the waterworks! and sewer propositions. He had always gotten along with a well, and it was good enough. He never had had running water in his house and did not believe he wanted it. He had always been accustomed to the outhouse that stood some distance from his resi- 70 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN dence, and he did not believe two dozen such build- ings on the alley of the block in which he lived would be very bad. Later he voted against street paving and electric lights. On each projKJsition he was defeated, and each time he could see his bank account dwindling. In a few years the alley outhouses had been re- moved. The residences had running water, and the back yards were beautiful lawns and gardens. The streets, that had been beds of dust when not beds of mud, were macadam, and his oil lamps, relics of the past, were in the room with his grandmother's spinning wheel, the " hand " sewing machine and the candle moulds. When he had all these things, none was more enthusiastic over them than he. He said, " I am glad that I have lived to enjoy all these blessings. There is nothing that I have enjoyed more than my modern home." He took a visitor over his little city. He showed him the parks, the boulevards, the court-house, whose bonds he had tried to defeat, and the new $300,000 high school building. He went about the exhibition of this school building in a way that showed perfect familiarity. First they inspected the heating plant and the ventilation system, then the boys' gymnasium with its swimming pool 40 x 100 feet, then the girls' gjminasium; and swimming pool, toilets with run- MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 71 ning water, lavatories, mirrors and towels, the large manual training room, rooms for domestic science fitted up with every modem cooking convenience, domestic art, physics, chemistry and botany labora- tories, large well-furnished class rooms, a magnifi- cent library with comfortable chairs and tables, and last the assembly room, which had all the appear- ance of an up-to-date theatre. The old man, for he was old then, with a look of pride said, " It's all very nice, but it cost us tax- payers a lot of money; but," he added, quickly, " it's worth it. I never had any of these things, and I'm glad to be able to give them to others." " Do you know," said he, " that this building is a small concern compared with the state educational institutions ? We support those institutions and they have gymnasiums that cost as much as this entire building. I understand that only five out of every hundred who go to high schools ever attend one of those higher institutions. I always was in favor of state schools. I always believed in higher education, but I am afraid that I was slow in awakening to the needs of those w!ho do not get the higher education." He grew reminiscent ; " Yes sir, I'm glad to live to see all this, but I'm sorry to think of many lost opportunities. Before I came here I was on the school board. I thought our school was good enough, but I know now it wasn't. Why, we con- 72 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN sidered but one thing in managing our school, and that was keeping down the tax. " In hiring a teacher, the question was ' Who will do it the cheapest ? ' We used the cheapest mate- rial for blackboard that we could buy, and we bought the cheapest crayon on the market. If we painted the building it was done to preserve it, not to make it more beautiful. One fall we needed more desks and we bought some second-hand ones that had been taken out of a tovra school to make place for adjust- able ones. We had no library and did not want one. Our teacher wanted a large dictionary one year, but since our school was not far advanced we got her a small one. 1 " When I go about the schools in this town and see their smooth playgrounds with their base-ball parks and tennis courts I am reminded of our school yard for whose upkeep I was responsible. We let it grow up in weeds during the siunmer and cut them about September first, just when they would leave a stubble that would ruin a good shoe, saying noth- ing of what it would do to bare feet. I find myself comparing what our home boys had, who worked hard and went to school but a few months every year, with that of the boys who attended the state schools. We sent but two in ten years from our district to college, and during all that time we were helping to support those schools, but we did not support our MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 73 own little school. Mind, I am not sorry we sup- ported the state schools, but I am ashamed now to think how we treated our home boys and girls. They had no gymnasium, no library, no swimming pool, no playground apparatus, no athletic director, and the schoolhouse itself was about the poorest building in the district. Of course, I do not put air this blame on myself. If I had wanted things much different it would have done but little good; the others would have outvoted me, and besides our district was small and the valuation low." The old man's confession was indicative of the facts that he could have been managed ; that he had acted according to his light; that earlier in his life he could have been convinced of the benefits of a good library, a good playground, a good school building; that he could have been taught ere he had committed irreparable wrongs that low tax levies for education generally mean misappropriation of the people's money and the misguidance of their children. But these changes could not have been effected without some effort. I learned quite early that the teacher, if he would manage a board, must be something more than tactful. He must be persist- ent. On the second day of school I had made partial arrangements for a meeting of the board, but at the end of one month the meeting had not been held. This failure to have a meeting was no one's fault 74 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN in particular. The board members lived quite a dis- tance apart, and they were all anxious for a meet- ing, but we could not meet. There was the cutting of prairie hay, millet and com; the sowing of the fall wheat and the rye ; cattle were soon to be taken from the range, and corrals had to be repaired. There was so much that I needed that I was afraid to begin my enumeration. I wanted new desks. The ones we had were of the old double seat kind, whittled and scarred till the most respected property owner would involuntarily reach for his knife to further enhance their ugliness. In my later teaching of psychology I never fail to use those old desks in making concrete illustration of the " Idea Motor." The suggestiveness that comes from our environment is perhaps the greatest of educational factors. Environment and association determine our disposition, whether it be gloomy or cheerful; our tastes, whether they be vulgar or refined; our talents, whether for languages or miathematics, bad literature or good. Desks broken, ink-stained and carved! Walls, plaster broken, pencilled and smoked! Windows curtainless ; maps, globes, charts and dictionary lack- ing ! The old stove was badly cracked, the long pipe sagged and was about to fall. The outbuildings were so bad as to make their description out of place. MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 75 The school building faced the east. The girls all sat on the south side of the room. The four win- dows on the south had neither shutter, blind nor shade, and when the sun was shining the girls were most uncomfortable, and from what I was able to learn, it had always been just that way. How could I expect young people to be good and clean minded, or ambitious to be other than what they were, with such an environment ? A noted lec- turer speaks of a gossiping, slanderous old woman, who was fairly decent and respectable when she had on good clothes. She would not disgrace her clothes. Good environment makes for good behavior. It is possible for us to modify our environment. It is possible for us to assimie a hostile attitude toward a fixed environment, thereby modifying our lives, but it is unreasonable to expect such attitudes in the average normal child. Shakespeare aptly and forcefully expresses the belief that one may so direct his life as to change his real nature, in the thought where Hamlet pleads with his mother to refrain from certain unseemly and sinful acts : " Assume a virtue if you have it not. That monster custom who all sense doth eat Of habits, devil, is angel yet in this; Refrain tonight and that shall lend an easiness To the next abstinence ; the next more easy. For use almost can change the stamp of nature." 76 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN Thus, use may change the bad to good, and this is a comforting thought. On the other hand, we must, as guardians of child welfare, remember it works both ways. Goodness begets goodness, and evil begets evil; and if we would have children become good men and women with beautiful characters and with lofty ideals, we must surround them with the good and the beautiful. In writing of this school I offer it as a type. Our parents of two and three generations back have been pleased to point to the improvements in educa- tion. They have mentioned with much pride the phys- ical changes; the old fireplace has been supplanted by furnace and steam heat ; the puncheon bench, by the modem seat and desk. These improved condi- tions do exist in some favored sections, but yet the school of which I write is far from being an isolated case, even in this twentieth century, which marks the highest point attained in educational advancement. The schools that are managed or mismanaged by young, inexperienced, and poorly prepared teachers may be numbered by the thousands in almost any state in the union, and America's educational status is not second to that of any nation on earth. The schoolhouses that are provided in the same careless, thoughtless way by good men but by men too en- grossed with their personal affairs, and who are thor- MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 77 oughly incompetent to administer to the cause of edu- cation, are among the abundant remains of a past glory that has failed to keep up with the progress! indicated in other great world activities. I had started out to boss the schoolboard but con- cluded to manage it, and for the accomplishing of this I determined to make for myself invincible allies, and these were the daughters of the com- munity. A month following the reconstruction of my girls I called a meeting of the older girls for 4 P.M. At this meeting I made a proposition to the girls that I would buy the material if they would make the curtains for the windows on their side of the school- room. The first one to respond was Mollie. She gave it out plainly enough that she would help make no curtains, and if it had come to pass that the school board could not fix up the old schoolhouse, and that strangers had to come in and pay for things, she surely would quit school and stay quit. The daughter, who had helped me out with her father on the morning of the second day, and who was always a good girl, backed by Mollie, con- demned the board and their methods of not doing their duty, before I could interpose an objection. There was real rebellion threatened. This time it 78 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN was the board who was about to be attacked, and I found the objective attitude easy to assume. I talked to those girls in a way that increased their activities without giving offense. It was all right for those girls to censure their parents, but it would have been ruinous to the cause had I said one derogatory word. I tried to show the girls that while the building was horribly out of repair, they must not censure their fathers. Their fathers were very busy men, and besides they might feel that the people in the district would not like for them to incur such ex- pense as would be necessary. This divided the responsibility, and each girl seemed to feel that her father ought to help fix up the schoolhouse. On the Sunday following, at the close of the sermon, William Constad, who was, as he said, not as long on church as some of his neighbors, arose and asked permission to make a few remarks. Mr. Constad had been the object of prayers for years. He was the annual " stumbling block," " the clog in the wheels of religious progress," and his rising to speak caused quite a little flutter, but he did not keep them long in suspense. He simply an- nounced : " The school board will meet in this house to-morrow night and it wants all the men in the district to turn out." MANAGING THE SCHOOL BOARD 79 Mr. Constad possessed a fair amount of humor and enjoyed, as I afterwards learned, "a little satire." He was fond of saying that women should not be allowed to vote at school meetings, that they did not pay taxes, and that they knew nothing about running schools, and therefore should stay away from such places as school meetings. Consequently his invita- tion to the men to turn out was understood by every- one to include the women. CHAPTER VIII The Community Meeting On Monday evening, "pursuant to call," the men of the district met with the school board, and with these men and school board met twenty women, and it was evident from the first that there was a unanimity of purpose among the women. But with the men it was different. Every man had an opinion and it was entirely different from anyone else's. One man thought the plastering should be patched, and another thought it should all come ©ff and that a new coat should be put on. One was in favor of painting and another was against painting, but every- one believed something ought to be done. The meeting was called to order. The deplorable condition of the entire premises was thoroughly dis- cussed, but it was finally suggested that nothing could be done without money, and that the expense of improvement would mean an increased tax levy. Mr. Constad, who had expressed no opinion, arose and made, as he said, " a few remarks." His remarks ran about as follows : " I am getting mighty tired of this school busi- ness. Every year we have to pay a tax and then we do not get much. You men are just like me; you'll 80 THE COMMUNITY MEETING 81 pay a thousand dollars for a good brood animal and think you are using good business sense. You come here and vote the lowest tax possible for running this school and you think that's good business sense. " We use this building for church, for elections and all other kinds of public meetings, and yet as my girls said to-night it's the poorest building in this part of the country. Half the time people call this school the Constad School, just because I live nearest to it, and I am getting tired of having my name stuck onto a shack that I'd tear down if it were my own. Now, what you have said about not having any money is true, and we all know why we have no money. We come here every year and instead of voting all the money we need, we vote the lowest amount possible. I spend more money every year on improvement of cattle than we all spend on edu- cation. We are just the same way about our church. We pay the lowest possible price for a preacher and then kick because he isn't all right. " This schoolhouse is going to be fixed up to look as well as the average house in this neighborhood, and the outhouses are going to be set farther apart, straightened up, painted outside and inside; this school yard is going to be fixed up to look as well as my feed lots, or Bill Constad is going to get off this board." This was a great speech for William Constad. 6 82 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN The oldest settler had never heard him say so much in public before. After his speech came that of Mr. McGuire. It did not require great discernment to see that MoUie had been bossing him. He believed all that Mr. Con- stad had said, but where the money was coming from he could not tell. Mrs. House, who had been working among the women while the speeches were being made, had an idea and she begged permission to state it. Her idea was as follows : " I have $500, and I'll loan it to the school board till the next annual meeting, and trust to the honor of these people to make the levy large enough to pay me back." Mr. Constad arose and said : " This school board is borrowing no money. All who want this property put in shape and are willing to come out to the next annual meeting and make a levy to pay for it, stand." Everyone but the teacher, who was simply an out- sider, stood. " Now," said Mr. Constad, " this board is going right to work to fix up this property. We held a meeting this afternoon and decided upon the following : New floor. New desks. Slate blackboard. Teacher's desk and chair. Outhouses relocated, repaired and painted. THE COMMUNITY MEETING 83 All plastering removed and the building re- plastered. Buildings given two coats of paint. New porch and steps. Yard graded. New hitch racks." Old man Benson showed signs of great nervous- ness when he arose to inquire, " What's it all going to cost?" Mr. Constad replied, " We do not know, and what's more, we do not care. We expect to use good business judgment and get a good job for the money, and we are going to spend enough money to get a good job." A motion to adjourn was said to be in order, but Mrs. McGuire, a meek little woman, interrupted that procedure by addressing her husband, " Andy, you forgot something you promised." " Oh, yes," said Mr. McGuire, " I forgot to men- tion to the board that we ought to get a big dic- tionary." " Yes," said Mr. Constad, " I was to have men- tioned that too, and it seems to me it's about time we were getting another broom." A lady in the audi- ence added her mite by, " Yes, and a new stove." The meeting adjourned and the teacher had not said a word, nor had he been asked to say a word, but he was happy because he was getting results. 84 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN The teacher is an outsider, and there is at times the line which he dares not cross. He is looked upon as everyone's friend, no one's opponent. A teacher need not feel that in public matters he is discrimi- nated against. As a matter of fact the attitude that he may assume because of his position enables him to work the more effectively. In this case the teacher was accomplishing great results, and to have the community feel that these results were matters of their own doing was the greatest result of all. Polit- ical leaders would, but cannot, assume the impersonal attitude. It is the teacher's Gibraltar, and its occu- pancy by anyone else is an impossibility. From it he can, unmolested, direct the activities of the world. CHAPTER IX Repairing the School Building Such radical changes as had been agreed upon by the board, and assented to by the leading citi- zens, put new life into the community. While the contemplated changes would interfere with the school work, this in itself was a good thing, for it directed attention to the school. School over- shadowed all other local affairs. The improvements would mean for all taxpayers an additional expendi- ture. This gave an added importance to the indi- vidual, and many who had never given a passing thought to school matters began to feel the responsi- bility. All realized that an unusual thing was about to be done, and that it was all indicative of unparal- leled generosity and public spiritedness. In consequence of the certainty of the improve- ment and its accompanying expense, everyone became an enthusiastic supporter of education. Mr. Benson, who hated taxes of all kinds and would have gladly forfeited all their benefits if by so doing he could have avoided their payment, professed a deep interest in education and said that a tax for the support of the school was one that he always gladly paid. Tuesday morning was one of great excitement S5 86 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN in the school. Every pupil seemed to share in the responsibility. Everyone w'as talking of the new work that was about to be undertaken, and the im- portance of it all was nothing short of pathetic. Pupils who never had shown any pride in the school or in the community, began to discuss the relative greatness of their school and the surrounding schools. Maple Hill, Burr Oak, and Windy Ridge, each in its turn, suffered by comparison, and well it might. None of them was its equal in taxable prop- erty nor in school enrollment. Ours was the politi- cal, social and religious centre. The announcement of any attraction at the Constad Crossing school house aroused the people for miles in all directions. Constad Crossing was the logical and actual com- munity centre and all others were but as isolated parts. This was the real condition, but up to that time it had been unrecognized and imappreciated. In its anticipated newness all eyes were opened to its greatness. The beautiful valley of over twenty thousand acres of the richest land in the state, and uplands surpassed by none in the state, the beautiful and heavily wooded stream which divided it but gave it charm and beauty, were held in favorable com- parison with the neighbors' possessions on the north, east, south and west. There are two commtmities that are less in- fluenced by the onward march of human progress REPAIRING THE SCHOOL BUILDING 87 than any others. In this age of scientific farming, science is slow in touching the activities of these two communities. These communities are the one pos- sessed of the richest lands and the one possessed of the poorest lands. The former has never felt the need of the friendly help of the U. S. Department of Agriculture and of agricultural colleges, because their lands yield bountifully and it never has occurred to them that it will not always be so. The latter, who live on the stony barren uplands, the traders, feel no in- terest in those things which if they possessed would not affect their well being. In neither of these com- munities is one likely to find the highest types of development, owing to the fact that each is lacking in incentives. The Constad Crossing neighborhood was of the former type. In an early day these people settled there, and without effort on their part be- came wealthy. Their incomes were large and their expenditures were small. In matters pertaining to the intellectual, social and spiritual they lacked per- sistency. They were easily aroused to action, but hard to keep in action. Indeed there is a close parallelism between rural schools, rural churches, and rural social life, and the prevailing type of agriculture. If the type is that which consists of garnering in the sheaves, taking 88 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHm away but never giving back, the type of religious practice will be the same. The Constad Crossing religious harvest came regularly, at rest periods, just before the corn husk- ing season and again after the corn was husked. In other words, their revival seasons came when there was nothing to interfere. I have intimated that there was a parallelism between their farming and their religious practice. They gave little attention to con- servation in either, but much to conversion in both. They relied more on converting the adult than in training and saving the young boys and girls, and this is bad practice. The farm that is robbed of its fertility and allowed to run to cockle burrs and other noxious weeds will be difficult of reclamation. With the boy or girl who is allowed to drift till the mind becomes dwarfed and evil habits are formed, recla- mation will be difficult and uncertain and the boy or girl, like the infertile, foul land, may never properly react to normal stimuli. Plans for a radical improvement of the school- house and premises had been agreed upon, and such men as composed the board, when once agreed, were not slow to act. Two objections to immediate action were offered. The regular revival season was just to open, and school was in session. To neither of these would Mr. Constad pay any attention. His stand on the school interference caused no particular REPAIRING THE SCHOOL BUILDING 89 comment, but his interference with the meetings made him the object of many enthusiastic prayers offered in his behalf at the cottage prayer meetings, which were held at the homes because of being denied, temporarily, the use of the schoolhouse. However, the changes were all effected within one month's time and school was in session all but the last two weeks. Four weeks from the day of William: Constad's " announcement " the building was open for " ser- vices." New hitch racks had been constructed along the north and the east. The hedge fence on the south and west had been taken out by the roofs and burned and replaced with a good board fence. This improvement is dwelt upon because of its importance. The hedge in many 'ways was a nuisance, and the grounds, being open on the north, easily invited public travel across the school grounds. The hitch racks stopped all driving of vehicles across the school grounds, which had been leveled. The long porch extending the full length of the front had been replaced by a new one, and every improvement de~ cided upon by the board had been made, including the broom, stove, and big dictionary. The morning service held under the new and more favorable conditions was no great success. No one felt at ease. The malefactors who had arbitrar- ily closed the doors against the revivalists were all 90 THE EURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN there. To their credit they always sat well to the front and while they never took an active part they always gave respectful attention and financial support. The evening services were nearly as much of a drag as those of the morning, and were dragging to an uneventful close when Father Rose started up the hymn, " Ho, the old Time Religion, it was good enough for father and it's good enough for me." He had but fairly launched the audience into the third verse, " It is good enough for brother," when the real spirit began to work, and within an hour the new surrotmdings had lost their halo "in the light that never fades." To the teacher the use of the school building for other than educational purposes has been more or less of a problem. The average teacher is in sym- pathy with all movements that are for the betterment of the community, but he is quite likely to feel that his first duty is to his job, and that the discourage- ment of anything that interferes with the success of his job lies directly in his path of duty. In my effecting the improvement of the school's physical condition I had achieved a great victory, but this victory was due to accident rather than to my good judgment. Had conditions been favorable to the acting upon the impulses that sent me out to boss the school board, failure and not success would REPAIRING THE SCHOOL BUILDING 91 have attended my effort. Had I failed to gain the good will of the right man, nothing worth while would have been accomplished. After the improvement had been made it was my desire to put the school itself on a better footing than it had been, but the school was not the community interest, and on the reopening of school I discovered that it was far from being a matter of interest to the pupils themselves. Understanding the conditions, the reader need not be surprised that I should say that " four weeks from the day of William Constad's ' announcement ' the building was open for ' services.' " With the closing of the song everyone knew that the revival season was on, and everyone soon thought he knew that the teacher in the Constad school was opposed to everything religious and moral. This opinion was based upon the fact that I gave my pupils to understand that they could not sleep in school even though they had been out at church the night before, and that I should hold them responsible for their school work whether they attended church or not. Had I deliberately set about to alienate all of my friends I could have chosen no better course. The church people at once gave me a classification no teacher can afford to accept. To be considered against the church is certain to work disaster. In my dilemma I was at a loss to find an ally. Constad 92 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHm was not my man. He, himself, was not considered in matters affecting the community's spirituality. It was plainly to be seen that I could look for no support from Father and Mother Rose. They believed in me, but this belief was not to be permanent if I failed to give the religious movement my undivided support. After a very unpleasant interview with these two good friends, I sought advice from Mr. Constad, who to my surprise was as far from ap- proving my course as any of the others. He did not deny that my position was a correct one, but he thought it was not the only correct position. He be- lieved in school, but he recognized an importance in connection with the church which he felt I should not ignore, and would not ignore if I would succeed with my school. He favored my pursuing a con- servative rather than an extreme policy, and showed me quite plainly that the church, regardless of de- nomination, wlas as much an agency of civilization as the school, and was therefore as much entitled to consideration and support. To my discomfort he showed me that my objec- tion to the meetings was as much due to my estimate of the denomination holding the meetings as to their interference with the work of the school. Through his temperate presentation of the subject I was led to see that my position was not only an untenable one, but that it was one that might work REPAIRING THE SCHOOL BUILDING 93 an injury to others than myself. The teacher above all others is one person who must not be considered as allied with those forces that are destructive to the best interests of society. Upon leaving him, I determined upon a course which I believed, and do believe to this day, was con- sistent with what was to the best interests of the young people under my care. Instead of opposing the meetings I would gave them my support. Instead of being counted against the church, which I was not, I would be counted for it, which I was. The results were good. The minis- ter was quite willing to give me support. He preached early in the series on the importance of education. He showed very forcibly that good church members must be supporters of education. The meetings had been in progress but a few evenings before I discovered this community, like all communities, had problems too great for the school. As a teacher I was seeing educational problems without seeing that their solution is de- pendent upon the solution of certain social problems. I had yet to learn that the school, unaided by other agencies, i.e., the home and the church, can not build up a wholesome social life, and that these three, the home, school and church, are organically bound together and constitute the only safe basis for society. CHAPTER X A Rural Social Problem There is a rural social problem just as there is a city social problem. There are those who contend that there is a greater social problem affecting cities than affecting rural communities. This is not a question that can be definitely settled nor is it a question that needs to be settled. There is a rural social problem and it is great enough to enlist the attention of the sociologist. It is said that there ig little or no pauperism, in the rural districts ; that there are no slums and that social vice is unknown. It is true that these bad social conditions are not found in rural communities, but it is no less true that bad social conditions of the cities are worse because of this fact. The rural degenerate and the rural unfortunate for obvious reasons drift to the cities. The divorce evil is said to be greater in cities than in rural communities. The city affords less publicity to delinquency than does the open country. The city makes possible greater indepen- dence of one's associates, and in consequence thereof the city gets the refuse and the drift from its tribu- tary territory as surely as the main river of a system 94 A RURAL SOCIAL PROBLEM 95 gets the wreckage caused by the flood devastations of all the rivers of the entire basin. There is one point that is all-important, and im- portant as it is, is commonly overlooked. That point is the absolute dependence of rural people in social matters. As stated above, the criminal, the pauper, and the unfortunate drift to the city. It is absolutely necessary that they shall. The human being cannot live tmto himself. However, the rural community has the undesirable element, and keeps it till it reaches the intolerable stage. The dependence of the baser element is no greater than that of the better element, and herein is the problem. A boy and a girl may grow up in a city with all its evils and vices and never know of their existence. They may pass through the public schools without any personal contact with the vicious. The opportunity for selection is un- limited. The good may find their kind just as the bad may find theirs — each is independent of the other and each is happy to be left out of the other's con- sideration. In the rural community an exactly oppo- site condition presents itself. The small number makes all dependent on each other and the smaller the unit the greater this dependency, and the greater is the difficulty of escaping the contaminating in- fluence of the evil. The rowdy element, of which no community, rural or urban, is entirely free, is less restrained in 96 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN the outlying rural communities. There are several reasons for this, but the greatest is that of depend- ency. The sober, steady-going, self-respecting ele- ment, while disapproving, dare not ignore the fact that those who live in their midst and who. are capable of doing them serious injury must not be offended. This point is well illustrated in a case occurring dur- ing this same year but in another neighborhood. The teacher was at the head of what would be^ called to-day a community welfare league. He ar- ranged literary programs and upon certain occasions read popular lectures to his audiences. These were especially enjoyed by a great majority of his audi- ences, but there was that rowdy, lawless element whose ideals and thoughts were low. This element, though small, began to disturb the meetings with the avowed purpose of breaking them up. In a city these toughs would have been summarily fined or jailed, probably both, but here they operated unopposed ex- cept by the teacher, who after a most serious affront had several parties arrested, and as he expressed it later, he himself was almost convicted. This must not be interpreted to mean that moral courage is more lacking in rural than in urban com- munities. It is a condition surrounded with respon- sibilities that are most grave, but there is an organi- zation which as a moralizing influence cannot be overesitimated. It, like its sister organization of the A RURAL SOCIAL PROBLEM 97 city, may be short in its proper activities, but it is absolutely the most essential organization for the protection of society. By city writers it is criticised as being inefficient, but without it life would be in- tolerable. It is superfluous to tell the reader that this organization is the rural church. Wherever it is in evidence, in the lowlands of Arkansas, or in the mountains of Montana, the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains or the prairies of Western Kansas and Eastern Colorado, man is reasonably secure in person and property. Occasionally the rural church, like the rural school, gets jobs of too great an undertaking; some- times the rowdy element is too strong and the min- ister is too weak, and then results are very bad indeed. Soon after the revival started, trouble from the rough element began. (I must warn my reader not to associate too closely this crowd with the Constad Crossing neighborhood.) They came from miles around. Drinking and carousing were not uncom- mon in those early days of attempted prohibition, and they were much in evidence at many public gatherings, and very much in evidence at those meet- ings where good men and women were gathered to rescue and to save. Young men of great strength of body but weak in morals visited those meetings. 7 98 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN They came drinking and cursing, defying both God and man. The average individual likes attention, and these fellows prided themselves on their toughness, glory- ing in it because it brought them up for prayerful consideration. The louder the prayers, the louder the profanity, because it meant louder-yet prayers. After an unusually rough evening the minister an- nounced that on the following evening he was going to fight the devil with fire. " To-morrow evening I propose to begin ' backfiring,' " he announced. After church he called to one side a young man of powerful build and engaged him in conversation. The young man was Jack Graham. Jack was a decent young man. He was steady-going but he was not religious. Just decent, and honest, and hard- working, and good-natured. The minister said, " Jack, I need you. I feel that I must have your help or these meetings will fail." Jack said, " I have told you I won't pray, and I can't sing. If you ever ask me again to come to that mourners' bench, I'll never come again to hear you preach." " No, Jack," said the minister, " I do not want you to pray, I do not want you to sing, I do not want you to come to the mourners' bench, but Jack, when we are singing to-morrow evening, and when we are praying, and when we are at the mourners' bench, I want you to be as far from the A RURAL SOCIAL PROBLEM 99 mourners' bench as you can get and still be in the house. I want you to be my fire with which to fight the devil. Get right among those poor drunken sinners and get them to keep quiet — so they can hear the singing and the praying, and the confessions of the penitent. You keep order, Jack, and the rest of us will do the praying and the singing. Do this. Jade. I wish you could pray. Jack. You would be a ,power if you could." Jack quietly answered, " I would just as soon be fire one night or so, but I won't pray." The following evening bid fair to furnish con- siderable entertainment. The devil had been work- ing pretty hard, and to just a casual observer it would appear that he was considerably in the lead. Old Sim Nayson, the vilest of men, had pro- fessed conversion the previous winter. He was without decent clothes, and Father Rose fitted him out in good clothes, even to overshoes and overcoat, and after he had fed him he gave him a Bible. Within twenty- four hours after being outfitted he was staggering drunk and bragging of what religion had done for him. It had clothed him and fed him, and he recommended it to his friends. He had the eflfrontery to publicly boast that the present meet- ings would bring him another suit of clothes. As to the Bible, the one he got last year was as good as new. To his idle listeners he was great amusement. 100 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN The meetings had not been well started before old Sim began to lay his plans for new clothes. He went regularly to the mourners' bench, but as he expressed it, he always got on the end where there was no business, and consequently received no special mention in prayers. The meeting as usual opened with singing, and the house was crowded to the door. Curiosity seemed to have had a quieting effect — the toughs were all there but in the earlier part of the meeting were more quiet than usual. The song service was followed by a sermon which was a strong appeal. The minister was so much in earnest that it seemed that none would be so hardened as not to be touched. The sermon was followed by the usual invitation to the mourners' bench, and on first call Mr. Sim Nayson went forward. This was a signal for the rowdies, and during a song Manly Wixon, a large, rawboned, red-whis- kered, red-faced tough of about twenty-five years, began to swear and create a disturbance. Then the back-firing started. Jack went quietly to him, laid his hands on his shoulder and said, " The minister wants to have your soul saved. Manly Wixon, but I don't. I think you ought to go to hell soul and body; if you make the least disturbance I am going to knock you through A RURAL SOCIAL PROBLEM 101 that window. Now, Manly, do not take this to mean that I want you to keep quiet. I want you to make a noise ; I want you to swear so they can all hear you, and when they look around, they all will get to see you smashing through the window." It was very quiet now in the rowdy comer. Everybody knew Jack, and they knew he never promised anything which he did not do. Such methods of gaining the attention of one's audience will hardly meet with the approval of some modern disciplinarians. To resort to such tactics was an acknowledgment of that minister's weakness. It was a direct resort to brute force. Men are not won in that way. To compel obedience is not to touch the heart, and the individual is the same after- wards as before. Maybe so. Maybe so. Manly Wixon was a bad man. His influence was for the very worst. He had a good mind but he used it for purposes most vile. Manly Wixon, relieved of the necessity and of even an opportunity of putting on a show, began to look around, and later to give his attention to the meeting which was progressing under the newly favorable conditions. The last call for sinners was sent out, and to the surprise and joy of everyone, ugly, rawboned, red- faced Manly Wixon started to the mourners' bench. Down beside the whisky-soaked young man, who but a brief hour before was cursing in his anger 102 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN " the sniffling hypocrites," kneh his gr'ay-haired, praying mother. At his other side knelt his saintly old father, and at the end of those prayers, Manly Wixon arose — a man. Manly Wixon has stood the test of time. Since that night he has not only led an upright life, and borne a good reputation among his fellowmen, but he has worked his way through college and has preached the gospel and has been a power for good in the church. " Old Jack," as he was lovingly called, couldn't sing and wouldn't pray, but he stood for decency, and had his reward, for he himself became the object of Manly Wixon's affections, and later walked in his footsteps. But how about Simeon Nayson ! On this night he knelt unattended and unprayed. Not unprayed entirely, either. Just at the close of this eventful night, — ^the night when they back-fired on the devil, — when all was still, and the benediction was about to be pronounced, the minister passed to the kneeling Sim — Sim, who had boasted of the great benefits of an every-.day religion — whole suit, and cap, overcoat and shoes, plus a Holy Bible. The minister laid his hand on Simeon's head and in clear tones pronounced the following, which sounded like a malediction : " Oh, Lord, Thou knowest if this man be in earnest. If he be. Oh, Lord, bless him. If not, smite him. Amen. A RURAL SOCIAL PROBLEM 103 The work of the rural church is peculiar in the sense that every efficient organization must be pecu- liar — it must meet conditions as they are found. The rural church to be efficient must, in its own way, do its particular work. It would be as great a mistake to try to " citify " a rural church as it would be to try to " ruralize " a city school. Each must render ser- vice to its own constituency and by its own peculiar methods. CHAPTER XI Managing Boys Generally considered, boys make the real problems of discipline. In the Crossing School the boy problem was an ever-present one, due to several causes. Probably the first which presented itself was that caused by irregular entrance to school. The new boy always seemed to feel the obligation of affording a certain amount of entertainment to the school, and the boys who were already in school, in turn felt impelled to show the newcomer their accomplishments, which usually involved " a put- ting " of a few things " over " on the teacher. In one or two instances, notably one, the late arrival had been somewhat notorious for his misdoings in the school of former years. Since reformation is not looked upon by a boy in the teens as being a par- ticularly manly undertaking, he was expected by all, and by himself especially, to live up to the enviable reputation already established. There is nothing more unfortunate that can come into the life of a large overgrown boy than to have him acquire the reputation for being tough. He is certain to live up to that reputation. Thfe compelling 104 MANAGING BOYS 105 forces are so great that he can't resist them. He hears of his greatness everywhere. Sometimes he is admonished, but usually the admonition is ad- ministered in such a way as to urge him on and frequently with the express design of urging him on. My ability as disciplinarian was always men- tioned with " But Sam Morris has not started yet. Sam says school will last but three days after he starts. He expects to enter school on a Wednesday so as not to cause any loss of time on the teacher's part. He will make it even time." The teachers in city schools, who have superin- tendents, backed by boards of education, who in turn are backed by the police, may look lightly upon such cases as the rural teacher has to face — face squarely too; but such teachers have not had the real experience. A man or woman can live a lifetime in almost any other vocation without meeting a propo- sition more trying. To begin with, the teacher is a non-resident. To close with, the community is composed of residents, and they want to live peaceably among themselves, and very often the feeling is that the teacher is re- ceiving much more than the common laborer, and if he can't handle his job without outside help, he should let someone else try it. It is not altogether unreasonable that neighbors in rural districts should cultivate each other's friend- 106 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN ship more than do people in the towns and cities. The farmer is the most dependent person, socially speaking, in the world. He cannot change his resi- dence if he does not like his.neighbors. He must live where his business is and he must live in peace, or life is not worth living. Many of the most intolerable social conditions in the state have grown out of school troubles. Ex- cept the line fence trouble, school trouble is second to none, and over it many lives have been lost, and in the immediate neighborhood of which I write the line fence had but a few months before exacted its death toll, and within twelve months an adjoining neighborhood had paid the price in human life of re- ligious excitement. With these conditions, with which I was already quite familiar, the approach of the day when the self-announced adversary of public schools was to enroll was looked forward to with no very noticeable enjoyment on my part. He came, and as announced, he came on Wednes- day. He had all the marks of a bully, and he showed his bluff in every movement. He swaggered, he talked loud, he threw his overcoat over his shoulders, presumably for the purpose of clearing for action. He chewed tobacco, and he did a good job of it. He had other frailties, but you have heard enough. The school, which had settled down to good behavior MANAGING BOYS 107 and good feeling, was deeply impressed with Sam's arrival. The girls were plainly against him, but the boys scented a fight, and of course there was but one opinion as to its outcome and, therefore, the popularity of the one destined to defeat grew less as the one who was to win grew greater. With his increasing popularity he grew more insolent. This was in a measure encouraging, for every bad movement would justify the repulse that he would be given when the time for action arrived. To the inexperienced teacher the foregoing re- marks may need explanation. The pupil bent on creating a disturbance works carefully for an opening. He does nothing directly. He possesses the foresight of the outlaw, and plans his attack in a way that makes detection difficult and escape possible. He works the "offensive" just enough to make the position " defensive " easy to assume. He walks heavily enough to annoy the school, but not so heavily as to make a sure case against him. He drops his books, making a loud noise, but leaving insufficient proof of his intention to justify a reprimand. He coughs so loudly as to attract attention of the whole school and the school laughs. But they should not laugh, for he says he has a very bad cold, and it can't be proved thait he has not a very bad cold. Every act is studied. He knows full well that he is safe so long as an abso- 108 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN lute case cannot be made against him. The teacher may remonstrate with him for his heavy walking, for his careless handling of his books and for his loud coughing, and by that time the teacher, of course, is picking on him and " nagging " him. In- stead of having a case against the pupil, the pupil has a case against the teacher; and public opinion, the most delicate and most unreliable thing on earth, turns to the culprit, and puts the " offending " teacher on the defensive. When it becomes neces- sary for a teacher to defend his position, he must have a preponderance of evidence or the jury, which is composed of resident citizens, will find for the plaintiff. Therefore, it becomes necessary for the teacher who faces the expert criminal to bide his time. The term outlaw and criminal are used advisedly. True, such pupils are as yet embryonic, but unless checked they are doomed for a career that eventually leads to the prison cell. Acquaintance with the history of the vicious convicts supports the belief that vicious men were not model pupils, but on the contrary were rebellious and difficult to control. In company with a delegation of teachers, a few years ago, I visited a state penitentiary. More than one of our delegation called for prisoners who had at one time been their pupils. Some were life prisoners. No longer did these men swagger and leer and show MANAGING BOYS 109 by every movememt that they were victors. They came into the warden's office, pale, dejected, heart- broken men. There were many tears and childlike sobs. They were truly penitent, but it was a tardy penitence. Without exception they spoke of their school days — of the trouble they made. Oh, if they could only have a boy's chance once more! How different their lives would be ! A sight like this calls most loudly to the teacher to weigh carefully his responsibility. Somewhere there had been poor management and very bad dis- cipline. Through negligence or ignorance on the part of parent or teacher, or parent and teacher, there was failure to inculcate effective ideals of respect for authority and law. This respect must be engendered or the coming generations will pay the penalty. A school uncontrolled is a kindergarten for reforma- tories and prisons, and weak sentimentalism is as much out of place in the teacher and as ineffective as a disciplinary measure as is faint-heartedness in a surgeon. The teacher is under as great an obliga- tion to save the youth to a moral life as is the surgeon to save to a physical life, and failure through wilful neglect or inexcusable ignorance in the teacher or in the surgeon merits severe condemnation, and should be a bar against future practice. For two days Sam exercised all his arts to disturb the school without stepping over the line. Just be- 110 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN fore noon on the third day he made a very poor recitation, which I believed was intentional. There were others in the class that did not do well and it •was very evident that they were in an alliance with the teacher's foe. They were all asked to return to the room after a half hour's intermission and study the lesson. As anticipated, Sam remained outside till school was called. There was a crisis. The teacher who meets a situation like this must decide upon one of two courses : allow the offense to go unnoticed or admin- ister proper punishment. As to what that punish- ment is, he alone must decide. To allow the offense to pass unnoticed means but one thing, and that is failure. The latter of the two courses was chosen, and as well as I remember, the following is the account of my first real experience in handling a difficult ques- tion, and for it years have brought no regret. Pro- grams should be carefully followed, but regular busi- ness should always be suspended in the interests of public safety. How teachers or parents can continue the even tenor of their ways when a child needs immediate relief is as incomprehensible as why a locomotive engineer would drive his engine after he knows there is something vitally wrong. When the school was seated and perfectly quiet. MANAGING BOYS 111 the pupil who had broken up schools in previous years, and who was avowedly there at this time on a similar errand, was asked to come to the front. This was a hard situation in which to place a young man of such fame. The eyes of seventy pupils were on him. There was an expectant com- munity waiting the returns. He was now to be weighed. Would he be found wanting? By an un- controllable instinct, fear, which sooner or later victimizes the moral delinquent, he was driven from his position and stood before his neighbors awaiting his teacher's further will and pleasure. The teacher's attitude was now wholly imper- sonal. Had it been otherwise forgiveness could have been pronounced, but the great lesson that the boy needed to have was incomplete. He had offended society and the penalty must be paid. With his eyes downcast he heard the following, so nearly as can be recalled: " Sam, are you aware of the fact that to anyone who knows boys or men, you are very much of a coward? You are a coward from every point of view. In the first place you are a coward because you are putting up a bluff on me. You have not thought for a minute that there would be any physi- cal encounter between you and the teacher. You made your bluff work last year and that was your ruin. If your teacher had given you what he was 112 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN well able to do and what any able-bodied man in the neighborhood would give you, were you to offer him any such insults as you offer the school, you would have been a pretty decent sort of a fellow. In the last place you are a coward, because you, without reason, allow people to cause you to mistreat a per- son against whom you have no really bad feeling. You may have some manhood left, but it's covered up in conceit and cowardice. In addition to your conceit and cowardice you are a most foolish person. You have made threats against an innocent person, one who has the interests of the community at heart. If your teacher then did not administer to you a sound thrashing, as he now intends to do, he would turn you over to the sheriff of the county and what you or this particular neighborhood might think would make no difference. All who feel they want to see Sam thrashed for his assault on the Crossing School will remain in the room. Those who do not may pass out and remain till the ringing of the bell." The girls without exception rose and passed out. The boys, governed more by principle than feelings, followed the girls, and Sam and the teacher with a thoroughly good whip burned the mortgage that Sam had put on the Crossing School the year before. Sam was asked to make no promises. He had paid the debt and without further ceremony was restored to citizenship. MANAGING BOYS 113 Sam never caused any more trouble. It was a hard struggle. He had much to face. He had a conwnunity who took delight in teasing him whom before they had honored. But he came out of it, and while he never showed any great strength of character, he became in after years a safe citizen. We often speak of certain diseases — ^that the parties did not inherit them, but rather a weakness in which these diseases found easy competition. So do we find in the moral health of the boy certain inherited tendencies which make him more easily controlled by certain forces than is some other boy. It is most important that we accept these so-called tendencies. They are innate, but like the physical they may be corrected or they may be made the basis for moral degeneration. It is not my purpose to point out the weaknesses of the boy and how they may be corrected. I shall, however, consider him as we find him and as we treat him, leaving my reader to judge if the treatment that the boy receives be not usually administered with a lack of common sense and if it be not a mighty force in determining his destiny. In my opinion one of the most ruinous forces is the erroneous prevailing opinion of what a boy is. I am sometimes asked : " Why do you emphasize the boy ? Why not the girl ? Why do you not speak of the forces that control the girl, or rather the child ? 8 114 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN Are the influences or forces that control the boy dif- ferent from those controlling the girl? Or is boy- nature different from girl nature, and, therefore, are different forces necessary for its control?" Possibly those forces which tend to draw the dhild downward find a greater affinity in the char- acter of the boy than in the girl. Possibly, too, the girl nature, or girl character, is more susceptible to those higher, ennobling and refining influences or forces than is boy nature or character. Be this latter speculation true or not, I would not venture to say, nor even presume to think, yet something says such is the universally accepted opinion. Now if this be an opinion that is generally accepted, foolishly maybe, is it not a mighty force? ' Aye, and if it be frequently expressed might not these expressions themselves prove controlling forces to the detriment of the boy ? The mischievous boy baby is often indulged by the fond parent because his little naughtinesses, while bad in themselves, are just like a boy. As the boy be- comes a little older, his /meannesses or Eve tendencies are looked upon with much the same leniency and passed over with the same old observation, " That is just like a boy." By and by this boy becomes a school boy. The boy who was immortalized by Whittier at once loses caste, and as truly to-day as when Isaac was a boy, is he made the burnt offering MANAGING BOYS 115 if nothing better is at hand. He is (idiotic as it may- seem) early informed that he must be good. He is at once made to feel that his very presence is offen- sive, and that he is not often good, and with the birds of a feather idea, he assembles himself slowly but surely, degree by degree, with that group of sup- pressed individuals who have learned by experience that " It's not theirs to malce reply." Do you won- der if such a force bearing down upon a little fellow may not shape and determine his destiny ? Charles Dickens thought these forces most potent. Let me pause long enough to say that the boys ought to build a monument to the memory of Dickens. He himself has been a mighty force among the forces that affect the boy life, especially in this regard. A few years ago it was thought that this king of prose writers would soon be unread, but there are more copies of his works being sold at this time than ever before. He stands to-day as the greatest factor in educational reform that the English speaking nations have produced. The life of a schoolboy — it is most solemn to contemplate. I never see the boy entering school for the first time but I have a feeling that is akin to sorrow. Good, pure, innocent, trusting, confiding little cherub — so soon to step upon the stage and play the part assigned him. Edwin Booth, the greatest American actor, 116 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN played Hamlet so long and so well, he feigned mad- ness so admirably, that in the last years of his life attendants had to exercise the greatest diligence to prevent a real tragedy when he stabbed Polonius. The boy becomes an actor. In the dramatis personae he is the Boy. He is no one's darling any more. He is just one of the boys. 'A boy is rough, he must be rough, or he is a girl-boy. He must not be dainty; that would be affectation. He must not be, he cannot be, modest ; that in a boy is unpardon- able. That is bashfulness. Amid all this, time passes on and the boy, while no one censures or particularly cares or blames him or holds him ac- countable, naturally gets a little older, a little more awkward, and considerably self-conscious, and in this period nonsensical courses of vigorous treat- ment are prescribed. He is subjected to lectures (morals, hygienic) upon the not doing of the identi- cal things which the forces have compelled him to do. He is brought face to face with facts — that he is urfcouth, unkind ; that he is not gentle with his sister or respectful to his mother; that his father, the monument of force, is his only control, that cor- poral force by which he cam be swayed is the only one to be resorted to to control his natural perverse- ness of character. At about this time the attempt is made to un- teach him all that he has been taught. But he has MANAGING BOYS 117 played the part and it is now a reality. He is bidden to pay a thousand little compliments to his sister and to other girls and other ladies and he wonders why no one ever tells them anything nice to do for him. He wonders why girls are so much better, so much nicer than he. He knows they must be. He is always told they are. He has read about bad boys, but never in all his life has he ever heard or read of a naughty, bad girl. He has read that old story about the boy that threw the snowball against the schoolhouse door. He has heard that once popular ditty, " What are little girls made of ? Sugar and spice and everything nice, that is what little girls are made of. And what are little boys made of? To- bacco and snuff and all such stuff, and that's what little boys are made of." What fools, what fools we mortals be ! What is the forecast with all these forces driving him and pushing him along? Will the father be happy in the realization of his hopes? The daughter so gentle, so loving! She stays at home. Her brother cares nothing for her now. She wonders, " What use are brothers, anyway ? " And well she may after the forces have done their work. These have long since convinced him that he and she have nothing in common. That he is not a fit companion for his more refined sister, he never doubts. Why, ever since she was a little girl and he was a little boy, 118 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN their ways have been different. Pretty curls — dirty face, new shoes — chapped feet, kisses — frowns, mamma's pet — mamma's heart-ache. Thus the forces have driven them apart. At church, the sister up in the front or in the choir, the boy in the back seat or down town. Conditions, like the boy, change. New conditions enlist new forces. Sisters need es- corts. The controlling forces make it proper, and the boy for the first time since he donned trousers is induced to accompany his sister to places of en- tertainment. Methinks the lad is secretly proud that his sister should condescend to accept such company as his, and in a very short time hereafter this boy who has been the cloud on the family horizon, the menace to society, the bugaboo to little children, be- comes just like a man. Indeed, he is called a man, and he is becoming cognizant of the new responsibil- ities which the new forces are controlling and his destiny begins to assume calculable proportions. The new world into which he is being initiated contains forces which he is slow to understand. Eventually the mystery is solved, the darkness in which he has wandered since he was not mamma's baby vanishes and rapturously he exclaims: " Oh, woman, lovely woman, Nature made you to temper man. We had been brutes without thee. There's in you all that we expect of heaven, Amazing brightness, truth and everlasting joy." MANAGING BOYS 119 So it is of the forces that control thg finer emotions. The boy is deprived of them until his nature has become hardened, and when it is too late he is reclaimed in form, and for the remainder of his life he is the staunch advocate of the doctrine of the immoral agency of boys, and thus is another if not a new force for the destruction of boys created. The common sense used in controlling the girl will control the boy. Pretty stories, nice toys, clean faces, nicely combed hair, nice clothes, caresses and kind words and social recognition are as power- ful controlling forces in the boy as in the girl ; and the forces that demoralize the boy would equally demoralize the girl if applied. The boy if sensibly treated is as responsive as is the day in the hand of the potter. He is par- ticularly sensitive on one point, and I would warn all who do not understand the boy not to assume that because he is so docile you can impose on him. Punish him ever so severely and if he deserves it he is yet your faithful friend, but convincing him of your superiority by domineering and tyrannizing over him will create a passion that would destroy the oppressor and the oppressor's soul. Boys are just as refractory as girls and like them they sometimes need heroic treatment, and like them thrive under its proper administration. Reciprocity treaties with the boys will work wonders. The 120 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN meanest boy in your town would walk a block for the privilege of lifting his hat to a lady if he be- lieved that she appreciated the act. Benjamin Franklin was not sorry that he turned the grind- stone, though his hands burned and pained ; but the flame of indignation kindled by " Scud to school, you little rascal " never quite died out. The forces that control the boy are those which appeal to his heart, his pride and his sense. I would not have it understood that I- am partial to the boy nor would I have it understood that I think the girl is better treated than she should be. In fact I do not think she is too well treated. I do think that she is more sensibly and carefully treated than the boy, and it is for a more careful and sensible treatment of the boy that I would plead. The treatment that the boy is to receive in the future years is going to be a great improvement over that of the past, and I believe we shall grow a better boy than the world has ever known. Indeed, I am of the belief that notwithstanding the many frail- ties and shortcomings of the boy of to-day, he is the best boy, the cleanest boy, the manliest boy that ever inhabited this world. He is the result of the new education. He will be the result of common sense didactics. True, the world has a few of us left who are of that school which believes that the activity of youth is degeneracy, who believe that it MANAGING BOYS 121 is the mission of the adult population to curb and subdue the youth of the land, who say that the boy of to-day is worse than the boy when we were boys. We who think such thoughts are honest in our thinking, but very ignorant of the past or what would be a kinder criticism, very forgetful. The boys of past generations, as their own biographies will testify, were not models from certain points of view. Irving says, "The boy whose passions are not strong enough in youth to mislead him from the path of science which his tutors and not himself have marked out for him, will probably obtain every advantage and honor that his college can bestow, but the man whose youth has been thus passed in the tranquillity of dispassionate prudence is like liquors that never ferment and consequently are always muddy." I do believe that the school of to- day and the intelligent home of to-day are taking a better and more sensible view of the matter and have about concluded that nature is deserving of a more liberal partronage than she has been accustomed to receive. And while, as one of our prominent educators has said, "When we leave the town of Boyville we may never return, yet we may be per- mitted to peer over Its walls and see the place where we once did live, and in our peering we may recall the desires, the inability to gratify them, the disap- pointments, the sorrows, which were greater than 122 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN any we have encountered in later life, and in our legislating for that younger colony let us not fail to remember the very kind of legislation that would have been best sviited to us when we lived there, and give it to them." This is not dangerous advice. The youths that are ruined by over-indulgence are small in number when compared with the number of those who have been ruined by withholding the things which, in- nocent in themselves, would have been enjoyments in that age when such enjoyments only come, and by withholding the things which youith requires, and by forcing upon it what it does not want and often should not have. Youth is not the time to prepare for old age, so much as it is the time when the most should be gotten out of life, the time when beautiful characters should be formed, not for the future but for the present. What man or woman past middle age can think that youth is the prepara- tion for old age? Youth is for development, for joyful, happy times, and useful times. Take care of youth and old age will take care of itself. I plead not for a loose discipline but for a most careful, watchful supervision. The miseries of per- dition are no less to be shunned than the miseries of the prodigal youth, whether boy or girl. The parent or teacher who is ignorant of the pitfalls is unfitted to lead. The parent or teacher who employs a MANAGING BOYS 123 negative discipline or repression, depression and op- pression, retards and arrests development. Such discipline, however, is most common, because it is easier to destroy than to invent; to tear down than to build up. We must ever keep in mind that the child be- comes what he likes. If we would have vice shunned we must make goodness attractive. If we would have ovu" followers pure, we, the leaders, must be pure. We mtist remember the influence of en- vironment and provide proper associations and proper entertainment. And this means much prepa- ration and hard work. One of the greatest troubles of humanity is over- seriousness. We magnify responsibility. We know so much of the seamy side of life and so little of the seamless side. We see nothing but seams. We forget to look on the other side. We see so much of the bad and so little of the good. With young men and women there is much of the good and little of the bad. In this twentieth century we have a young woman who is the greatest creation, with one ex- ception, that ever came from the hand of God, and that exception is the twentieth century young man. He is great in spite of the conditions. I say this without expecting favor from the young men, but for the influence it may have on those who think the boy is by nature bad. I make these statements to 124 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN my readers, hoping to awaken feelings of responsi- bility. I have had many years' experience with boys. Before I began my work as a teacher I made this resolution : Every boy who comes under my care will receive as much care as will the girl. If he is deserving commendation he will always get it. No boy will ever receive any but the kindest treatment, even though he be awkward, overgrown and green. He may swear and do a thousand uncomplimentary things, but I'll treat him fair and square. I'll b^ honest with him, I'll bend him but never break him. If he breaks confidence with me I'll wipe ofif the slate and begin anew — open a new account. I'll always remember the lad I once was. I'll give him the love I used to want and did not get. I'll try to forget all the bad he does and try to remember all the good, and I'll always try to remember that there is more good in a bad boy than there is in a good man. After over twenty-five years of acting upon these resolves I stand ready to approve of them. Such a policy will make honorable men out of any type. It will win in the slums of the great city as it will win upon the beautiful prairies. CHAPTER XII A Teacher's Responsibility as Seen by A Board Member In every community there are men who bear good names but do not deserve them. They are loud in their professions of goodness, but at heart they are bad. In every community with which the writer is familiar there is at least one man who is better than he is given credit for being. These men have pecu- liar notions of letting their light shine. They abhor anything that has the faintest of show in it. They are of that class of men who pray in secret, but in the presence of their fellowmen seem wholly indif- ferent to matters spiritual. When they subscribe to public enterprises, to the support of the church or give to charity, they give grudgingly, not because they begrudge the bene- ficiaries the money, but because they cannot stand the publicity that it gives them. Such a mlan was William Constad. To his neighbors he had the reputation of being irreligious, simply because he did not enter into the religious work as did others. When the question was put, as it often was, 125 126 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN " How many of you feel sure of heaven? " William Constad remained seated. When the question was asked, as it sometimes was, " How many hope that they will be saved?" William Constad remained seated. He was non-committal. When the sub- scription paper was passed for the support of the church, he was not the lowest on the list, but he was far from being the highest. Before I learned to know him well I expressed myself to Father Rose as being surprised at his tight-fistedness. But afterwards I had no such criticism. In confidence I learned much that the public knew nothing about. I learned that but for Constad the church at that place would have very slim support. In December, soon after the schoolhouse had been repaired, the weather turned bitterly cold, and one day when the storm was extremely bad there was a knock on the schoolhouse door. It was Con- stad. He called me outside and said : " I want to talk with you about a few of the poor children in the school. We have two or three families that are not clothed for this kind of weather. Now, I want to help them but I can't very well afiford to do so. There are so many who just bleed a fellow if they suspect he has a heart ; and if it is known that one will help, many who do not need assistance try to get it. You are in a position to do such work in- A TEACHER'S RESPONSIBILITY 127 telligently and I want you to do it, and I'll furnish the money. All the money that is needed to make all the children properly clothed you can have, and I give it on one condition only, which is, that the people whom you supply shall not know me in the matter." Within a week the three families mentioned in an early chapter of this book were supplied with good comfortable clothing. On the Sunday following it was a pleasure and a pretty sight to see these children come to church clothed in good warm clothing. It is not difficult to analyze the feelings of the man who was responsible for a dozen being suffi- ciently clothed to attend church, and he had the satisfaction of knowing that they felt under no obli- gation to him. One must be endowed with more than ordinary sense to know that for one to help his neighbor who is in deep financial distress, one must either give this help secretly or give it as a pleasure to himself, if he would retain that neigh- bor's good will. The sting of ingratitude is most painful, but there is nothing more common. The individual who has become a beneficiary to the extent that he con- siders his very existence is due to another's assist- ance experiences feelings of revolt that not infre- quently resolve into hate. 128 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN In doing good deeds the wise man will not let his right hand know what his left hand does. This principle has its application to many lines of en- deavor — to the work of the teacher and the preacher, as well as to the work of the philanthropist. Many, many men have found to their bitter disappointment that their good deeds were unappreciated — ^they con- sider the world ungrateful. The doctor laments the fact that gratitude does not outlive the disease. The landlord remembers the ingratitude of his tenant whom he provided with the necessities of life till he could get a crop; the politician remembers the many men in office that are there through his endeavors, but since then, they know him not. The giver of alms often claims as his reward the hatred of those to whom he has ministered. To all such it may profitably be said, " When thou visiteth the sick, or when thou providest the tenant with groceries, or giveth thine alms to the poor, or scratchest thy ticket in the interests of a friend, for- get it most speedily; otherwise ye have no reWard." Of all of Constad's good works his greatest was along the lines that would be helpful to boys. He never saw a book on pedagogy, but he had certain ideas that were sound. He believed in providing pleasures for them rather than in depriving them of pleasures. He believed in opening his own house A TEACHER'S RESPONSIBILITY 129 to his children's friends, rather than have his own children go to places where their amusements were questionable. He believed that it was better to have plenty of social entertainment in the Crossing neigh- borhood than to suppress it as much as possible and force the young people to seek it in distant places. He believed that when the boys of his neighborhood gave as a reason for Sunday baseball, that the gate receipts were better on that day, and that they had to have gate receipts in order to get their supplies, it was up to him to subsidize that ball team, thereby removing the necessity (as the boys con- sidered it) for Sunday violation. He believed that a young man who committed a wrong should be forgiven and given at least one more chance. His excuse for forgiving the young man who forged his name to a check, and for allowing him to work for him to pay back the money he had thus unlawfully obtained and squandered, was that he himself owed his success in life to a mere accident. Here is the story in his own words. " I was a very dishonest young man. Not only was I crooked in my dealings but I actually took things that did not belong to me. My father was a wealthy and a very careless man. He loved his chil- dren and believed in them. He felt it was wrong to watch them. Whatever they told him, he never questioned. He kept money in the house and it 130 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN was where the children could get to it, unre- strained. But he never believed that he had a child who would take a cent without accounting for it. I became an exception. First, pennies, then dimes, and later a bill. I went to bed early every night — that was what my father thought. We lived in a city then. I went up to my room, but within a few minutes I was with the worst boys and in most questionable places, and all this time I was my father's pride. By mere accident my father discov- ered that I had been derelict in a small matter, and when once his confidence was shaken he began a most searching inquisition. This inquisition dis- covered to him that his son was leading a dissipated life and that he was both a liar and a thief. " At once he began to make restitution for the things wherein he had been remiss. He accepted the situation as he found it, and assumed full respon- sibility for it all. He had indulged in unpardonable credulity. Temptations to do wrong and unlimited opportunity after yielding to temptations to escape detection had been afforded his children. Yes sir, he had hidden nothing from his children up to this time, nor did he begin it there. He told me in quiet tones that I was a liar; that I had betrayed his con- fidence; that I was a thief, and had stolen from one who had always meant to be very kind to me. It A TEACHER'S RESPONSIBILITY 131 was most humiliating to have him say all this, and to have him conclude by saying ' It is all my fault. Poor boy! All these years I have been making money, and felt I was living for you, but I have neglected you, and have placed before you tempta- tions that were too strong for you. The only ques- tion now, my son, is : " Can we make it all right again?"' " Then began our new life. " He exacted but one promise of me, and gave me strictly to understand that it was a promise never to be broken. That promise was that I would never tell him an untruth. After making him that prom- ise, he said, ' If you do a wrong and 1 question you about it, tell me the whole truth and we will fix it all up and try to do better afterwards, but if you tell me a lie, it may cause me never to trust you again.' In addition to exacting the promise, the drawer con- taining the money was locked. Never again would he allow money of even a very small denomination to lie around, where it might be picked up by little children or by the servants. " His next step was to form a closer association with his family, and our home was opened to our friends. True, it had not, before this, been denied them, but there had been no effort made to have them there. 132 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN " I was privileged and urged thereafter to have my friends come to our home, and although I did not have to be directed in my choice of friends, I found myself desiring a different friendship from that which I had been forming in the places of vice. " When I think of my narrow escape," he con- tinued, " I shudder to think of what might have been the consequences had it not been for the timely detection, and if, then, I had had an austere and un- forgiving father. I claim no credit for my being an honest citizen, and a man whose business integrity is undoubted, and I wonder if to-day, were I a con- vict in some state prison, which, undoubtedly but for the accident, I would be, would I assume full responsibility for a blasted life? I believe I would not. I would have been the result of an environ- ment as truly as I am the result of an environment." In giving me this bit of his personal history, he offered the following as his reason : " I give you this personal experience because you are a teacher and will have great opportunities for doing much for the boys and girls. You will also have great opporttmities for committing im- measurable injury. " Morally, teachers are an exceptional people. I do not except the ministry, when I say they have no superiors. I have studied teachers all my life. A TEACHER'S RESPONSIBILITY 133 I knew many of them, before I came West, and I know they are a superior class of people. They are usually the very best students that the schools pro- duce. They come, generally speaking, from the best homes. Consequently we have little to fear con- cerning their morals, but there is one grave danger, and that is that such people are not wise to the ways of the world. Like my father, they are too much inclined to undue credulity, and this as I have shown may lead to bad results. " Sometimes we find a teacher who looks lightly upon wrongdoing; that is tmusual, but the former fault is quite a common one. Sometimes that fault is due to downright stupidity, but most often to an un- natural and unwarranted confidence. " The teacher who is a safe proposition to con- sider in the matter of directing young people must be ever on the alert. He need not, and if sane he will not, give the young imder his care to feel that they are under surveillance, but it is more impor- tant that he know just what is being done than it is for the merchant to know what his employees are doing. "You teachers frequently grow rather senti- mental, and give for your opinions concerning such matter as I am discussing doctrines which if practised by the business world would overcrowd 134 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHJN our penitentiaries in a very short time. This does not mean that people are dishonest, but it does mean that people are weak, and that there is such a thing as making it easy to do wrong. The strict and care- ful auditing of the accounts of the public official makes for honest service. Post office inspectors, bank inspectors, combination locks and cash regis- ters are not reflections upon man's integrity. They all help make an honest citizenship. The teacher who thoughtlessly or wilfully permits deception, cheating, or lying, or makes it possible through his mismanagement for the wrongs to happen, is as unfit for the position which he occupies as is the trustee of public funds when thoughtlessly or wil- fully he is derelict in his service. And the results will be more disastrous in the case of the teacher." So spoke the man who never spoke unkindly of his neighbors. He had had an experience that made him have charity for his fellowmen. He was timid when it came to professing his virtues, but bold in defending the reputation of another. It seems to be a truth, and yet it is not always possible of verification, that no one can really sympathize with the unfortunate, the sick, the poor or the morally delinquent unless it in some way touches a real experience either in his life or in the life of one near and dear to him. CHAPTER XIII Christmas Vacation The Crossing School was the largest school in the county. After the corn was gathered the larger boys, young men grown, came in for a few months. If the spring was backward they remained in till the middle of March, but February brings sunshiny days some years, and fanning, such as sowing oats, cutting stalks, cutting hedge, making fence and breaking colts begins from two to three weeks earlier. Some years there is little sunshine during the month of. February, and March may be a very disagreeable month, with its rains, snows, sleets and winds. But March is not a time of year when farmers can regard the weather. At that time of year there are hun- dreds of things to be done. If the farmer is a man who owns his farm, he has horses, cattle and hogs (and this is the season for colts, calves and pigs), and these must all be protected against the weather. If the farmer does not own his farm, March is his moving time. These various activities call for the able-bodied young men, and by the middle of April they will be needed if ever at all. It is certainly ideal to have these young men in 136 CHRISTMAS VACATION 137 till the close of the school year, but there are grave economic questions that must be considered, and they will be considered. Farming is a business that must be done at cer- tain periods or not ait all. Farming is a business that will permit of no neglect. There are lines of public service that seem to grow without much activity on the part of those who reap the benefits, but there is a maxim which is old but true, that "'He who by the plow would thrive, must either hold the plow or drive." In all the efforts to give rural people the " social uplift " none has solved the labor problems. Oats and spring wheat must be sowed in season. Alfalfa must be sowed in dry countries in the spring, and the fall won't do. Winter wheat must be sowed in the fall. Wheat and oats must be cut when ripe, corn must be husked when matured, colts, calves and pigs must be cared for when they are little and until they are ready for the market, and no amount of theorizing will make it different. Farmers should do a thousand things they do not do. They should cooperate for buying and selling. They should in- terest themselves in political and social affairs, estab- lish rural community centres, resurrect the decadent rural church ; but after it is all said there still exists that demand on the farmer's time that the bravest of them dare not but honor. 138 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN There are those who have not had farm experi- ence who can solve these questions, but they do not get the same answers that the farmer gets. Tliose without farm experience see the improved machinery in the city implement house, and at once pronounce farming a sedentary occupation and manual labor a lost art. No longer does the farmer follow a plow or harrow all day, walking in run-over shoes. No longer does' he need to know how to make a double- band to bind his wheat while the reflected sun burns till he wishes he might die, regardless of his prepara- tion. He just rides all day long. Plowing or reap- ing, mowing or raking, he rides. To the man whose nearest approach to the soil is the book advertising farm machinery, farming is an occupation of riding and waiting. To the economist there is no business that is more exacting of its investors than farming. No more serious and important topic can engage the at- tention of the student. The farmer is manager, capitalist and laborer, and if he succeeds he must perform three important functions : to decide ques- tions of investment; to oversee the work and help to perform it; to sell the produce of the farm. In addition to these important functions he must study crop production, crop rotation, conservation of soil fertility and animal husbandry. He must be a mechanic. He must be as capable of changing his CHRISTMAS VACATION 189 matured plans on a moment's notice as is the general on the battlefield. With all these qualifications, is it any wonder that rural districts are the seed-beds from which cities are stocked? After all is said, farming requires hard work, and it requires long hours. The man in the city who gets to his business at eight o'clock has no occasion to rise at four or even five; but with the farmer it is different. For many good reasons cows should be milked early, and for just as good reasons they can- not be milked early in the afternoon. The care of live stock requires attention early in the morning and attention at the close of the day. To those who have never seen beautiful sunrises, while driving cows from the dewy meadows to be milked, the labors of the farm as just described will be unattractive, but those who have seen all sides of life have a longing and a yearning for the farm which through some unfortunate circumstance they left. This leaving the farm may have been due to ill health, loss of capital, or to a desire to see the city ; or to obtain more liberal income or for more agree- able social life, or for intellectual and aesthetic en- joyment. To whatever it is due, there remains in the minds of such people a fond memory of the days when they lived there, of the green pastures, the swimming hole, the red-haw tree, the days when the 140 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN creeks overflowed their banks and it was too wet to work in the fields; of the seasons that were not all alike; of snow in the winter that meant sleigh rides and sled rides; bells and belles; coasting and skating; spelling schools and singing schools; liter- ary societies, protracted meetings and parties. Those who have been the rounds and have seen it all will look back to the days of stone bruises, and feet that were so badly chapped that one would almost rather stay up all night than wash them, and wish it all might be lived over again. President McKinley on his last western tour arose from his Pullman berth just after daylight on an early September morning. The train had for some reason stopped in the open country. He saw a sight that caused him to rush to his sleeping cabinet officers who accompanied him and call them to come to the rear platform. The sight was but of two little boys who had come out barefooted to milk cows. They had driven the cows from the warm spots on which they had been sleeping and had ap- propriated these places for warming their feet. President McKinley said : " Gentlemen, that sight recalls the happiest days of my life"; and each cabinet officer in turn expressed a like sentiment, and remembered having warmed his feet in that same way. America's great statesmen then gave CHRISTMAS VACATION 141 three cheers in the early morning for the Httle boys in Iowa who remlinded them of their happiest days. There are a few months in the winter when busi- ness on the farm is less rushing than during other times, but work begins early in the spring and ex- tends late into the fall, even up to December. The boys in the Crossing neighborhood were all in school by the beginning of the fourth month, but in three weeks from that time school was dismissed for the winter vacation. Those who needed school most and who had worked the hardest to get it were con- fronted with a two weeks' vacation just about the time they had settled down to their studies. With the certainty that they must quit school early in the spring this vacation seemed, so far as this belated group was concerned, entirely out of place. How- ever, it was useless to arg^e that a week was suffi- ciently long, or that there should be no vacation for those who were late in entering. My offer to give special work for them was looked upon with dis- favor. They always had broken into the work by this vacation and regardless of the pressing need they must continue to break into it. Another bad feature of the work was the total absence of any gradation of the work that granted those who en- tered late any particular benefit. They dropped into the same classes that they had been in the year 142 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN before and went over practically the same ground. Consequently by the time I had aroused an interest there arose outside distractions which far exceeded in attractiveness an)rthing I had to offer. The generally accepted statement that the pupils of the rural schools have not so many distracting influences as the pupil of the town schools was not borne out by my experience in the Constad School. They had the same social cravings, and while the opportunities for gratification were not so plentiful, their reaction to the few was com^plete and the time involved was greater. The month of November and half of December was taken up with protracted meeting and with its close the adjacent communities began their meetings, and the young people's evenings were more occupied than ever. The Christmas time was a cessation of matters religious and matters educational. Christmas trees and parties were planned on extensive scales. Christmas trees on Christmas eve and Christmas night. New Year's trees on New Year's eve and New Year's night gave each community a chance to cele- brate. These were their midwinter festivals. We gave our Christmas tree in the afternoon and by so doing solved the problem of how to have one more celebration in that part of the country. CHRISTMAS .VACATION 143 Those who have attended the city tree and listened to the little children speak their little Christ- mas pieces and sing their pretty little songs and at the close of those exercises have seen each get his Christmas gift of gumdrops and cheap candy and two peanuts and some more cheap candy all done up in a cornucopia or mosquito bar netting may have had a fairly good time, but such a celebration is very simple as compared with the Constad Crossing " tree." In the first place we built a stage the full width of the building. In the second place we had a real evergreen tree at the right end of the stage. In the third place we had a curtain that completely hid from view both stage and tree. In the fourth place, from the time the curtain w'as hung till it was pushed aside to expose to view the Christmas tree with its variegated colors, its dolls and drums for the little ones, gloves, mittens and books for the big ones — plush albums for the " best ones," and neck com- forters of yellow and red yams, i8 inches wide and 8 feet long, made by the " best one " for the " best one," all was excitemtent and expectation. Nearly all Christmas trees are wonderful and this differed only in being very wonderful. It would be useless to describe it or to even begin to tell what all it held. First came the program, and it was not 144 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN materially different from all programs except that it lasted longer. It opened with a real Christmas anthem, which was followed by some " speaking." This was rudely interrupted by one of the men who insisted on treating the audience to apples. This required two bushels, but he was supplied. Then the program started, but only to be interrupted by another who passed through the crowd with peanuts. It was all quite informal, and everyone was having a good time. The calling off of the presents was the real event of the evening. And of all the presents ! Some discovered their own old clothes done up in neat bundles. One man who had augmented an argument with a hatchet drew down six hatchets; another who had the reputation of rustling cattle got a calf's tail, and every boy that had been jilted was presented with a little mitten; everybody got something and usually many things. The teacher was not forgotten ; indeed, his present was kept till the last. His present was Shakespeare's Complete Works. If there is one thing that is more difficult than all other things, it is for a teacher to pretend that he does not know what's being done when sixty or seventy pupils are taking up a collection to buy him a present. The next most difficult thing is to show the proper appreciation. CHRISTMAS VACATION 145 To give a present is difficult, but to receive one is a torture. It was with much pleasure, however, that I received this particular present. I was particu- larly fond of Shakespeare. I owed my love for this great work to no teacher. In fact I liked it in spite of the efforts my teachers had made to make me dislike it. I do not mean that they intended that I should dislike Shakespeare, but their mlethods of attack were such that dislike was the usual result that they secured. With my Shakespeare as with Dickens or Scott or Irving, I found happy, profitable hours. I read " Macbeth," " Hamlet," " As You Like It," just as I read anything that I like. I did not stop to dissect and parse every line, but I read them enjoying them and always wanted to read more. When I had the opportunity some years later to attend the Shakespearean plays by the great actors Booth and Barrett, I attended for seven successive evenings, and these were the greatest evenings of my life. I may not have learned the great lessons of this greatest English dramatist as some great teachers would present them, but what I did get pleased me, and the effect upon my life was good. The works of Shakespeare presented me by my rural school are my most loved and most worn books. As I mention in a subsequent chapter, I had been telling these stories to my school. I had made 10 146 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN use of " Hamlet," " King Lear," " The Comedy of Errors," and "The Taming of the Shrew," and others for my morning exercises, and while I did not like presents, my readers will appreciate the sat- isfaction that it was to me to know that these boys and girls, after discussing what they might get me, decided upon what they liked best, feeling it was what would most please me. That " Christmas tree " was one joyous occa- sion. It is and was the one great event of the year — old scores were there settled, forgiven or forgotten. Family names are never more prominent or mothers' joys are never so nearly complete as when their daughters' names are being " called." For is this not unmistakable evidence of popularity ? The mother who would not augment this evidence by add- ing to the list of presents is an unnatural mother, too. They all condemn the practice, but, God bless them! they all indulge in it, and the fact that they do and the fact that they will makes life worth living. There is no time of the year more precious than Christmas to those who are living right, to those who love and deserve to be loved. The dear Christmas pieces of Field and Riley! How they stir our hearts and bring back those happy, happy memories ! CHRISTMAS VACATION 1*7 Christmas! Christmas when the roads are drifted, making Santa's visit a physical impossibility. But the real Santa came and left unmistakable evi- dence of his individuality — cookies and candy, home- made, and then we knew. Happy, happy memories ! As I left for home to take my two weeks' vaca- tion it was with a feeling of love for the people who were giving me a greater insight into life and my responsibilities to society. CHAPTER XIV Rural Community Interest School opened after the vacation with a very- full enrollment. Every seat was occupied and the pupils seemed anxious to get to their studies. This was especially true of the older boys who had but a few weeks to attend. It is during these few weeks that the rural school is either at its best or worst. It is during these weeks that the teacher must lead the strenuous life. On the first morning a young man knocked at the schoolhouse door and I bade him enter and take a seat in the visitor's chair. As was the custom I handed him a book in order that he might observe the work of the recitation which was in progress. He remained until the morning recess, at which time we visited together, and during our conversation he in- formed me that he was thinking of going to school. He was twenty-six years old, and was considered one of the good farmers of that neighborhood, and it was only after a considerable length of time that I understood that it was his intention to come to school to me. He said, " I am over 21 years of age but the board has given me permission to attend if you have no objections. I took a load of hogs to 148 RUBAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 149 market yesterday, and do you know I never was so embarrassed in all my life. I felt sure they had made some mistake in figuring up what they came to, and I had to ask a man aroimd town to go over the figures for me. I could see a look of disdain come over his face, almost a look of pity, and do you know, I could buy that fellow several times, and yet I had to ask him to figure up what a load of my hogs should come to. As I drove home I thought over this matter and the more I thought, the more I blamed myself and the more ashamed I became of my ignorance, and before I had reached home I resolved that before I raised another crop or fed another hog I would be able to do my own figuring. If you will stand by me you will be the only person whom I shall ever ask to show me how to figure hogs or corn or interest." He pulled from under his coat a tattered, " dog- eared " old Ray's Third Part of Arithmetic. I saw he was in earnest and immediately set about finding out what he had done so that I might have him begin work at once. He knew the multiplication table up to the fives and had had a little work in short divi- sion, but long division never had been mastered, and he told me that long division was the subject that drove him out of school years ago. My first assign- ment to him was the multiplication table beginning with the sixes. As soon as I had made this assign- ment he inquired where he might sit, I gave him all 150 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN I had to offer, the visitor's chair and the teacher's desk. At noon I asked him if he was going to dinner. He said, " No, I am not hungry." At one o'clock he was yet in his seat working on that multi- plication table. Through the long afternoon it seemed that his eyes were never taken from the book ; sometimes they were closed as if in meditation, but he worked continuously. After four o'clock when the children were all gone I went to him and asked him' how he was getting along. He handed me the book, which I hardly needed, and proceeded to say the multiplication table beginning with the sixes. He went on through to twelve times twelve without a mistake. I tried him on the seven times eight, and the nine times seven, and the six times seven, and the eight times nine, but he had them all. Before going home I gave him some assistance with short division, and to my surprise when I was ready to leave the school building, he said he would not go for awhile yet. In the morning at eight o'clock when I arrived at the school I found a good fire and young Mr. Turner was in his seat working on short division, which he said he had almost finished. He continued his work throughout the remainder of the term, working just as hard in school as he would have worked on the farm. He studied evenings after the close of the term, and before the close of the school year had mastered Ray's Third Part of Arithmetic. RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 151 This interest which he manifested was no other than an objective one. He wanted arithmetic not for itself, but for what he might do with it. He had arrived at an age when he realized how this subject functioned with the business of his every- day life. Regardless of which interest is the higher, the objective or the subjective, we must agree that the objective is the determining factor in the educa- tion of most people, and the one most lacking in our rural schools. In the light of past experience I see many lost op- portunities to that school. There were many anxious for an education such as was offered, but they could not get it. The time of the teacher was too full to give the needed attention ; while it was possible for a student as mature cis Mr. Turner to do good work, it was not possible for those of immature years. There are two types of school that are far from efficient, the one in which the teacher helps too much and the one in which he does not help enough. Mine was of the latter type. I had pupils who walked long distances and received but little of my time. With the right kind of school, which I attempt to discuss in a subsequent chapter entitled " Suggested Im- provements," the country can be made the ideal place in which to live. To bring clearly before the reader's mind my estimate of some of the advantages and disadvan- 152 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN tages of both rural and city life the following recital of two incidents, one of rural life and one of city life, is given : At the Crossing there were genuine community interests. There were few people who had not a genuine interest in the community, and there were none so poor or so unimportant as to be without friends. There were none who were very wealthy, but nearly all had plenty, and those who had not, never knew what real want meant. In February of this year the cold weather was at its worst. For three months the ground had been covered with snow, and with the coming of the last month of winter came a storm that swept all the states of the Middle West. This blizzard began on the evening of the third day of the month and by the next morning it was almost impossible to find one's way through the heavy falling snow. At 9 o'clock but few of the pupils had arrived, but they continued to come cold and wet till altogether there were about thirty present. The task of caring for pupils with such accommo- dations as were at hand is no easy one, and one which is attended with great responsibility. Many who read this book will read this chapter with little in- terest. It is entirely without their experience. Those who have grown up within a few blocks of the school building and are accustomed to the walks free from RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 153 mud and snow, regardless of the weather, cannot appreciate the labor and danger involved in a two mile walk through deep snow drifts. Those who are accustomed to school buildings heated with hot air or steam, to wardrobes where one may go to adjust clothing, to rest rooms equipped with couches and easy chairs, where pupils who are indisposed may rest and care for themselves, will not be able to ap- preciate the dangers and discomfort involved in attending a rural school under conditions of twenty- five years ago or even ait the present time. The modem school building is the positive and definite measure of a community's awareness of parental responsibility and obligation. In considering the rural school you must not expect to find that most important person in a school system — the janitor. The teacher is janitor, and parent and nurse. He (or she) must be on hand early on cold mornings to start the fire, sweep the drifts of snow from the porch, shovel walks to the woodpile or coal house, pump (if there be one) and to the outhouses which upon such mornings are likely to be drifted full of snow. It is the duty of the teacher not to make everything comfortable, but to make, so far as possible, things less miserable. A comparison of the snow drifted Quthouse with its ice-coated benches and absolute absence of any modern convenience with the inside toilets of a 154 THE RUBAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN modern building exposes to the public a condition which we would improve without casting reflection upon those who suffer in order that the tax levy be kept down ; who suffer because " it has always been so." On this particular morning everyone who came was soaked from the deep snow which he or she had been forced to wade. In years since, when I have witnessed the approaches to our colleges and universities cleared of snow with horse-drawn scrapers, my mind goes back and my heart goes out to the child of tender years who is breaking her own path over storm^swept hills to the little schoolhouse for which she is bound, and involuntarily I am asking " How long, how long will this injustice be con- tinued? " Among my pupils on this morning was Rachel, she after whom Mother Rose had inquired on the first day ; she who had the care of four younger brothers and sisters. Her mother had died at a time when Rachel most needed her. This girl was there. She had never missed a day. She was dreadfully in earnest. It was her ambition to become a teacher in order that she might do more for her brothers and sisters. , It was plain to me, inexperienced and young as I was, that she should not have come to school. It it unnecessary that I enter into a discussion of her trouble, a trouble of which she herself was probably RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 165 ignorant. Here was a condition, and here is a con- dition — a young girl just entering upon womanhood compelled to suffer an exposure that probably has for its toll the lives or the ruined health of thousands. In loco parentis! No mother or father is alone capable of properly bringing up a family; both are necessary. No woman or man is capable of properly managing a mixed school and there should be legisla- tion prohibiting it. Here is a girl needing a woman's care. She sits cold and neglected, and but for the neighbor- hood mother, Mother Rose, she would have died uncared for. Teachers must realize their responsibility. School requires an exercise of common sense on the part of the teacher, and the teacher who cannot rise to the occasion is a danger to the public welfare. As soon as possible I sent a boy with a note to my boarding place. The note stated the need that Rachel had of a woman's care, and within half an hour she was gently led to the big sled that was driven by Father Rose. It is not my purpose to make this account un- duly tragic. Many of my readers have had an ex- perience like that which came to me and well know an isolated case is not being cited. Within two days, at the home of Father and Mother Rose Rachel lay dead, and in her death four children lost a second 156 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN mother, a tragedy due to pernicious methods of taxation. Four miles away was the cemetery where the Crossing people buried their dead. The funeral pro- cession was much dififerent from the ordinary. A large sled to which were hitched four horses was the only vehicle. On horseback preceding the sled rode six young men breaking the road as well as they could. Before leaving the house Father Rose spoke to the few neighbors gathered, offered a prayer and delegated to their teacher the conduct of the services at the grave. There was no minister in the neighbor- hood at that time and from this duty and obligation the teacher did not shrink, although he felt most keenly his unfitness. At this funeral there was no blanket of roses to hide the excavations of the grave ; there was no " profusion of flowers." Neither were there hired grave-diggers, hired pallbearers nor hearse; but there was real mourning, real affection for those who were left behind, for the children twice left motherless, and the father whose life was over- running with disappointment and bitterness. There was love and sympathy for them all. Love and sympathy ending not in words, but in homes for each motherless child. Orphans' homes and poorhouses are not recruited from rural communities. " The pauper whom no- body owns " has no application to the world in which RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 157 the golden rule is the basis of the moral code, and yet how often have we heard it said: " I hate the country, for it is here where things small are weighed, discussed and dissected. It is here where gossip and slander thrive best. It is here where everyone knows all about his neighbor's affairs." This is a real rural condition and it is one not common to the city. In no way can it be attributed to a difference in the character of the two, the ruralite and the urbanite. Because of the knowledge that rural people have of, each other there is a community interest. The gossip alluded to is but one of the results that come from this intimate acquaintance. It is here as no- where else that we find people boiuid together with a common experience. Here the success of one in no way impedes the progress of a neighbor. They are not competitors, but co-workers. They have common interests, suc- cess depending upon their labor and the weather. A drought means hard times for all, and plentiful, timely rains mean good times for all. When markets are juggled all are affected in the same way. When the market prices of farm products are low and every- thing that the farmer buys is high, their grievance is common, and thereby they are bound more closely together. A close analysis of the status of rural social 158 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN relations will show that in spite of alleged bickerings, nowhere is there truer regard for one's fellowman, nowhere such real friendship, a friendship that would divide another's sorrow sooner than share his happi- ness, than among the rural people. Here, as nowhere else, man is not himself alone, but an integral part of a relationship that is based upon trials and triumphs, disappointments and happy attainments common to the individuals of the group. The criticism offered on rural society cannot be made upon urban society. In the latter is not to be found the friendly or unfriendly interest, but the cold, cruel, selfish independence and unconcern. This criticism is not made for the purpose of differ- entiating between the rural and urban people. Ftmdamentally there is no difference. The urbanite, too, has reacted to his particular environment — diversity of interests, the sharp busi- ness competition, the absence O'f personal interest, the absolute adherence to business principles, credit extended to none but those of sound financial stand- ing except in cases of prominent people. Everyone is too engrossed with his own affairs, too intent upon struggling for existence, too jealous of the position he has already gained, to weigh nlatters either small or large — or to gossip or slander. He neither loves nor hates — he knows but few, and these few are nothing to him nor is he anything to them. RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 159 In a former chapter I alluded to the fact that the criminal, the pauper, the unfortunate, drift to the city. It is there among the multitude who lack not only community interest but human interest that one may abide safe from molestation except from the officers whose business it is to inspect life's seamy side and probe the sores of suffering, fallen people. Why the social outcast must leave the rural com- munity, why he must go to the city, is imderstand- able ; but why many a moral, upright man who loves his neighbor and wishes to be loved in return, who desires that his children shall grow up respected and respecting, free from a business world that counts man but as a part of a machine and discards him without consideration when it is in the interests of big business to scrap the machine, must go to the city, is not so easily understood. Sociologists attribute the emigration of the rural young men and women of talent and capacity to the unattractiveness of farm life, and to the lack of opportunities for a liberal material income on the farm, and to the agreeable social life and the intel- lectual and aesthetic enjoyment in the city. Doubtless these are among the incentives, but the greatest of all reasons is the lack of knowledge of city life. Many of these advantages are available to the wealthy, but to those in moderate circumstances and those who must work for a living, these incen- 160 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN tives are false, as thousands who have been led by them could testify. The young man raised in the country and accus- tomed to the best society that his community affords finds entrance into as good society in the city almost impossible unless he has money or influential friends. In the country he has been a factor in society, but in the city he finds that he is not. Having been accustomed to society he will have it, and eventually he accepts what is attainable, which is very often bad, and then a downward career is begun. Statistics give much on the girls who are lost through vice every year; but if figures were obtain- able the loss O'f character of young men who go to the city expecting liberal income, agreeable social life and intellectual, aesthetic enjoyment would be stu- pendous. Occasionally one makes his mark, but where one succeeds scores fail and go down in a misery of degradation and sin unknown to rural life. We have much written on " Back to the Farm," but much of it deals with the beauties of rural life written by those who know it by a few days' outing or an occasional visit to some rural home. As I have tried to show, all is not pleasure and ease on the farm. We should not expect to find such a place in this world where the majority of men work for their daily bread. But there is more pleasure. RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 161 more leisure time, more opportunity for social en- jo)mient, more oportunity for reading, for culture, for living a life in the open country than in the crowded city. For a day the sights of a city are alluring, but living in a city and having a job in a city, or being out of a job in a city, are as different from " seeing the city " for a day as plowing stump ground is different from visiting a summer resort. There are many excursions to the city; conven- tions of many kinds are held there and many places of amusement are there. To the casual observer it would seem that the city is one great whirl of pleasure. The beautiful streets, boulevards and parks, the large department stores and the theatres all look very attractive when he compares them with rural roads, the woods, the small stores and the opera house. But all these mean but little to the yotmg man and young woman who work six or seven days in the week, usually for wages that barely carry them over from one pay day to the next. If the rural young man could study the throngs that crowd the thousands of cars in a city like Chicago between 5 A.M. and 8 a.m., and 5 130 p.m. and 7 p.m., he would be so impressed w'ith the incorrectness of his notion of city life that he would yearn for the green fields, the horses and cattle, and for a people whose lives were being lived in freedom, away from the op- pressing cares that kill the body and dwarf the soul. 11 162 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN Admitting all that has been said against rural life is true (but it is not), it is the only life that is suited to the moderately well-to-do and to the respect- able poor. The wealthy can procure comforts in the city in spite of adverse conditions — they can control their environment, and the disrespectable poor can live less miserably in the city than elswhere. The great difficulty in arriving at proper conclu- sions is that we know so little of the life that the other man leads. We see always its best side. No place is the teacher more appreciated than in the rural schools. He has troubles, and they are not imaginary ones, either, but it is there that he gets credit for what he does. In a city of over 10,000 no teacher is known by many of the parents of his pupils. He becomes a part of a great machine and he does his particular work and there his feeling or responsibility ends. The teacher of the rural school who is prepared for his work has great opportunity for doing good. If he craves appreciation of his work, if he desires to live long in the memory of his people, he can find no place that excels the rural school. The first prep- aration for the rural teacher must be a love and a sympathy for rural life. A young man raised in a small town secures a rural school. The lonesomeness of it all nearly kills him. He longs for his home, but he cannot stay RURAL COMMUNITY INTEREST 163 there because he must have employment. He hears of the opportunities for young men in the Golden West, and with credentials from his home bankers, his minister and his high school principal, and with a heart full of hope and trunk and grips packed with good clothes by a loving, trusting mother, he seeks his fortune in a far-off city. Before leaving home he secures a position which pays more money than his school paid hiin, and in this position he confidently expects prosperity and happiness, and in his antici- pation of an escape from a life of lonesomeness into one of business and social opportunity he is very happy. No larger or more delightful experience can come to the young man than that which comes in a trip across the beautiful western plains and up among and over the Rockies and down to the Pacific Coast. The world has nothing greater to offer. He who has seen the beauty and the grandeur of plains, moun- tains, gorges, canyons and cataracts and experienced the thrills of the wonderful and dangerous preci- pices over whose rim the train seems to lean as it rushes upward or downward and onward, finds all later experiences to suffer by comparison. The joy of all these thrills and experiences is his, and he is in the city of the Golden West ! His work does not begin for ten days and in that time he makes the acquaintance of his first city. He 164 THE RURAL SCHOOL FROM WITHIN writes home of the beautiful bay connected with the Pacific Ocean by Golden Gate, a passage four miles long and a mile wide ; of Golden Gate Park with its thousand acres, with over 300 acres of closely shaved sward, green and attractive the whole year round, and a greater area planted with semi-tropical shrubs and trees ! During his ten days he visits the many libraries, the six million dollar city hall which was twenty-