351 S 81 B64 ^0" 'Sp \ )l.fN LIBR \KY Cornell University Library LG 351.S81B64 The reminiscences of Daniel Bliss, 3 1924 011 492 463 DATE DUE ABJhffT a^^UQ7, »m. L ""^^^ i„A„^i inten In uldiy in MAY -9 ?nnfi 1 CATLOKO PNINTCOtHU.B.A. 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/cu31924011492463 Daniel Bliss in His Seventieth Year. The Reminiscences of Daniel Bliss Edited and Supplemented by His Eldest Son iUUSIRATSa New York Chicago Fleming H. Re veil Company London and Edinburgh 'f':''" Copyright, 1920, by FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY Ay f30 New York: i$8 Fifth Avenue Chicago': 17 North Wabash Ave. London : ai Paternoster Square Edinburgh : 75 Princes Street Dedicated to ALL HIS STUDENTS ' s '^ m z m z D I o o Q o r ^C > m 00 r o S ^ 2 00 ^ 35: I Q Q CL 0iUl CO > o fl) pj n 111 Illustrations Facingpage Daniel Bliss in His Seventieth Year . . . Title President Bliss and President Washburn . . 60 Dr. and Mrs. Bliss . . ... 80 The Young Missionary 130 Marquand House: The President's Residence . 188 Statue Presented to the College by Graduates and Former Students in Egypt and the Sudan . . 220 President Howard Sweetser Bliss .... 230 At the College Gate . < \ . . . . 240 The Ninetieth Birthday : Dr. Bliss with His Grcat- Grandchildren . • • ^ . . 252 I EDITOR'S INTRODUCTION UNITY is the distinctive mark of the life- work of Daniel Bliss. He was born on August 17, 1823, and lived to within a few days of his ninety-third birthday, passing peace- fully away, not in any illness, but because his time had come, on July 27, 1916, at his home in Beirftt, Syria. Six weeks before his translation, his was the prominent figure at the Commencement Exer- cises of the Syrian Protestant College, held at the close of its fiftieth year. This institution had controlled his thoughts for sixty years. This one thing he did. First there was a period of six years, covering his early mis- sionary life in Syria, a period when the idea of the College was slowly germinating. Then followed four strenuous years of direct planning and of the collection of funds, years spent in the United States and in England. Then for thirty-six years he was active President, watching the number of students increase from less than a score to many hundreds. Then for fourteen years he was the President- Emeritus, still keen in his interest, invaluable in counsel, constant in attendance at University exer- cises, a benediction of peace and of strength, felt by 11 12 DANIEL BLISS all — ^teachers, students, visitors — as they saw him, with his tall erect figure and wonderful white hair, on his daily walks over the extensive campus; paus- ing often to look with simple enjoyment at the land he had bought, at the buildings he had erected, at the trees he had planted — or to gaze over the blue expanse of the Mediterranean, at the long line of the stately Lebanon Mountains, among which the idea of the College had first come to birth. To those unacquainted with his qualities of mind and will, the early years of Daniel Bliss might appear to be out of harmony with his life-work. But to those who know his character the idea of unity as the key-note of his whole life is not dis- turbed by the story of his youth and early man- hood. Indeed we may trace the way in which he moulded the adverse influences of these periods into a quite direct, if quite unconscious, prepara- tion for the unique work which an unforeseen fu- ture had for him to do. Obliged to earn his living when but a boy, he laid the foundations for a sympathetic understanding of the problems of stu- dents who were to come to him from many a humble home; brought into contact with all sorts of men in business relations, he stored up a varied knowledge of human nature which was later to serve him so well as a practical man of affairs. Entering college at the age of twenty-five, he turned handicap into advantage, bringing to his belated studies a seriousness of purpose, a matur- ity of judgment, that extracted from these their I' EDITOE'S INTEODTJCTION 13 maximum value; having long lacked the oppor- tunities of aesthetic culture, he welcomed their ap- proach with a freshness, an ardour, an appreciation that was to last him all his life; often deprived by the force of circumstances of the "means of Grace," as administered according to any one set rule or formula — ^when religion finally grasped him, he was ready for a view of religion that was singularly fundamental and simple, enabling him in future years to presciut the essence of true re- ligion to the followers of many and diverse faiths and creeds. The story of these early years is told in his own words. It was a happy moment when, in the com- parative leisure that followed his retirement from the active Presidency, Mrs. Bliss persuaded her husband to write his reminiscences for his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. The early reminiscences they now share almost in 'full with the larger circle of his friends. A preliminary word, however, about his ancestry may be in place. In " The Bliss Book," Mr. C. A. Hoppin, a Bliss on his mother's side and one learned in genealogy, points out that the name Bliss is of purely Saxon origin, and that it marks the first possessor as a man in humble circumstances but of a happy dispo- sition. Surnames, he reminds us, were introduced into England by the Normans and were adopted by the common people about the middle of the twelfth century. As in Syria to-day, a surname was sug- gested by the name of the property owned by a 14 DANIEL BLISS given individual, by his trade, by Ms father's trade, or by his dwelling-place. When a man had nothing particular to distinguish him, he was apt to receive a nickname, which might stick to the family as a sur- name. Thus, according to the ingenious Mr. Hop- pin, the " first Bliss " owned no land, was skilled in no trade, but was notoriously cheerful. Whatever may have been the condition of this unknown ances- tor, the choice of the name Bliss proved to be fortu- nate for the possessor thereof who came to Syria in 1856. In Arabic the word for " Father of Lies," Iblis, is strongly accented on the last syllable. Accordingly, when a Moslem neighbour asked the new Missionary for his name, he was deeply shocked at the word that struck his ear. " Iblis? Iblis? " he said, " That cannot be ! What is themeaning of the word in your own language?" "Happi- ness," said Mr. Bliss. "Ah ! " answered the much relieved Moslem, "then I will call you Khowaja Farah " — ^the Arabic word for Joy. Mr. Hoppin, whose speculations as to this first mythical though surely once existent Bliss we have noticed, finds the first actual mention of the name in the " Hundred Rolls " of 1272 and 1273, which recorded the results of a sweeping inquiry made by Edward III into the condition of Land Tenure in England. Two men of the name of John Bliss are mentioned — ^both in humble circumstances. One lived in Tyringham, Buckinghamshire, and it is he who is most plausibly regarded by Mr. Hoppin as the veritable Patriarch of the American line. How- EDITOE'S DJTEODUCTION 15 ever likely tMs may be, there is no documentary evidence in the subsequent Parish Becords, which do not begin to furnish an absolutely unbroken chain of ancestry for the American Blisses tiU ,the appearance of the names of the Master-Blacksmith of Daventry, Northamptonshire, William Blisse by name, whose will was proved in 1574, when Shake- speare was ten years old. Three grandchildren of this William Blisse, — ^two brothers, Thomas and Creorge, and their cousin, also called Thomas — Blacksmiths all — emigrated from Northampton- shire to America about the year 1638, and there founded the different branches which produced the thousands of Blisses found in the United States. Prom Thomas Bliss, brother of the George afore- said, and from his wife Margaret, through a line of five intermediate Blisses, was descended the subject of this biography. Thomas died in Hartford, Con- necticut, about the year 1650, and his wife at Springfield, Massachusetts, in 1684. From the fact that there are no parochial baptismal records for their children, born in England, Mr. Hoppin infers that their parents were Puritans who had suffered excommunication for their principles. The direct line of Daniel Bliss was long-lived : the average age for the five generations, terminating with himself, is over seventy-five years. The line was also fruit- ful: Daniel Bliss was one of nine children; his father Loomis was one of seventeen; his great- grandfather was one of thirteen; Samuel, son of Thomas and Margaret, was one of eleven. 16 DAJSriBL BLISS But it is time to give place to Daniel Bliss' own story of his early years, -written at his home in Beirut, in his eighty-second year. It is indeed a story based on " reminiscences," for, as far as his editor is aware, he kept no journal during these early days. Many of the anecdotes recall to the minds of his children the long, happy evenings, when we heard them from his own lips, as we sat before the Winter fireside in our home by the Syrian sea, n CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH I WAS born on the seventeenth of August, 1823, in Georgia, Vermont. My father, Loomis Bliss, was born July 15, 1773, in Western (now Warren), Massachusetts, My mother was Susanna Farwell ; her mother was a Grout, a rela- tive of Mrs. Grout, who was carried off by the Indians in the early history of the Colonies. My father was one of the seventeen children of my grandfather. When an infant, my life was de- spaired of on account of some skin disease. It is said that my mother's hopes revived when old Doc- tor Blair remarked, "A child who can yeU and kick like that will not die yet." Very likely the yells and kicks helped on my recovery quite as much as Doctor Blair's pills — a sort of "mind cure," for no kind of skin trouble has appeared on my body for these eighty-two years. When I was a child in arms, my father moved from Georgia to Cambridge, Vermont, and bought a farm of meadow, pasture and wood-lands. My memory goes no farther back than to the sheep, cows, horses, pigs, hens, geese, turkeys, partridges, squirrels, woodchucks and skunks. The most vivid " scenes of my childhood " are the cold spring 17 18 DANIEL BLISS near the tall balsam tree; the gathering of beech- nuts and butternuts in the autumn; checkerberries, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, raspberries, in their season. The washing of sheep in the river; before shearing-time can never be forgotten, when the boys from seven to ten years old are allowed to go down into the water waist-deep and wash the lambs. There was great fun also at shearing-time, when we caught the lambs and brought them to have their tails cut off, and their ears marked. Our mark was one hole punched and one notch cut out to distinguish them from Mr. Sears' sheep, which had only one hole punched, and from Mr. Perry's sheep, which had only one notch. The one hole and the one notch in our sheep were on the right ear to distinguish them from Mr, Gilmore's sheep, which had one hole and one notch on the left ear. All owners had their peculiar marks recorded in the town records. When the shearing was over, the wool — each fleece, folded by itself — ^was sent to be carded, and it was soon sent back in the form of white rolls, about as large as your finger and about eighteen inches long. Then commenced the spin- ning and the weaving for the clothing of the coming winter. There were no spinning Jennys then, but spinning Girls. I seem now to see tall, slim, blue- eyed Ann Ober (I was then seven or eight) stepping backward, giving the wheel a turn while she drew out from the roll a portion to be twisted, as the spindle revolved, into a, thread for the warp and the woof of the cloth to be. When the thread was CHILDHOOD AHD YOUTH 19 five or six feet long, giving the thread a reverse tarn, she would retrace her steps forward with song and laughter, and wind the thread on the spindle; and then step backwards to repeat the process — cheerful and happy. She would thus work, days, weeks and months. The threads were wound from the spindly when full, on to the " swifts " into skeins, and from the skeins upon spools, and from the spools upon the " beam " ; each thread (one by one to its own place) was drawn through a harness and a reed, three or four feet long, looking very much like a great double back-comb, and so on till the warp was formed. Other skeins were wound from the skeins onto small spools, called quills; these were placed in a shuttle to shoot the threads of the woof between those of the warp, and then each thread was brought to its place by a sudden jerk of the frame that held the reed; and thus the woof was formed by repeated ("shoots and jerks." The great inventors have made thousands of adjustments in the manufacture of cloth, but they are all " cunning " applications of the principles that are older than historical times. When the weaving was finished, the hired girl (no servants then) went home. The flannel cloth was then in part made into shirts for the boys, un- der-garments for Mother and the girls ; and the rest of the cloth was sent to the fuller's to be thickened, coloured, and pressed; and prepared for making coats, vests, breeches, trousers — called "trouses," 20 DANIEL BLISS no piantaloons then. When the cloth came from the fuller's and dyer's, — ^black, brown, blue, butternut or some other colour — then some one who could both " cut out " and sew came to the house and the whole family, from the youngest to the oldest, would be fitted out with warm, home-spun winter cloth- ing. The finest web of cloth, from the fiaiest wool, was coloured blue and from it Mother's dress was made — there was never another dress so beautiful. Ann Ober spun the wool, but there was another wheel of different shape and size for spinning flax. There was no stepping backwards and forwards but a dignified sitting posture with a foot on the treadle. I never saw a hired girl at this wheel, but only Mother with her white ruffled cap, like the women of the olden time. ^' She layeth her hand to the spindle,, and her hands hold the distaff. She mak- eth fine linen. She worketh willingly with her own hands." The cloth made from the flax, some coarser, some finer, was made into bags for holding grain, into sheets, table-cloths, napkins, summer shirts, vests, trousers, etc., under the direction of Mother. Also the skins of the animals raised on the farm, when they came back from the tanners, were made into boots, shoes and slippers, in the house. There were shoe shops in the villages, and the owners were called shoemakers. Their hired men were journeymen shoemakers, but the man who went from house to house was called " whipcat," and his occu- pation in going from house to house was " whipping CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 21 the cat." The proprietor, the journeyman and the "whipcat" belonged to different grades ia the social life. The daughter of the proprietor would hardly accept the attentions of the "whipcat," — she pos- sibly might those of the journeyman. Why the shoemaker going from house to house making and cobbling shoes was called " whipcat," I have never heard; but so he was called, and is now, in many places. There were other preparations for the winter which I weU remember : the diggiag and storing of potatoes, the picking and sorting of apples, the making of cider, the killing of pigs and the cow or ox, the salting of pork and beef, the making of^ sausages, the stuffing of the skins with the prepared meat, the cutting off of the sparerib to be used on occasions. The fare was homely: meat and pota- toes; a boiled (biled) dinner of corned beef, pota- toes, turnips, cabbage, beets, and Indian bread; apple-sauce made of apples dried in quarters with boiled cider; bean porridge, — ^not bean soup, but bean poiTidge ; eggs new-laid by chickens, turkeys, geese — ^boiled, baked, fried or roasted; milk, butter and cheese ; and there were healthy stomachs to re- ceive them. That sparerib — ^what eating! Not boiled, not baked, not fried, — ^no pot, no kettle, no ovens needed, — ^but the sparerib is hung up before the great log fire with a dripping pan beneath the rib, and the rib is turned round and round until every part is evenly and thoroughly cooked. Then there were the sweet "johnny cake," thick and 22 DANIEL BLISS light, the raised sweet doughnuts, not raised with saleratus, soda, baking-powder, or any other doubt- ful device, but by good honest yeast — the true leaven of old Jewish days ; and there was — ^not the pancake, the griddle-cake — ^but the flapjack, or, better still, the slapjack, buttered and sweetened with honest maple sugar or molasses; then there were potatoes and milk, hasty-pudding and milk, bread and milk with strawberries, bread and milk with raspberries or blackberries, milk from our own cows, bread from our own corn, potatoes from our own field, berries from our own meadow and fields, and sugar from our own maple trees. I was never stunted by child labour. Till I was ten years old and more, my work was riding the horse to plough the corn, bringing water from the cold spring, carrying wood to the kitchen, picking up chips, hunting hens' nests. There was plenty of time to play: to chase sheep and to hunt squirrels without a gun but with our old dog Sounder. That old dog Sounder appears before my mind now, tall, black, heavy of limb and slow of movement, for his youthful days were passed. He no longer readily responded to the shout of the boys when they ran to shake oflf the squirrels from the butternut tree for him to catch. I have reason to remember his lack of enthusiasm for the hunt, for in an attempt to rouse him I lost a bone from my left big toe. It seems hardly fair to bring a charge against old Sounder after seventy-three or seventy-four years. He was not the cause but only CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 23 the occasion of my having one bone less in my body than other men. It was this way it happened. We boys, at school one day, ran a woodchuck into its hole under a wall. We stopped up the hole, and I was requested by the other boys to bring " old Sounder " the next day to catch the woodchuck, when we should dig him out of his den. Early in the morning I sought for old Sounder," and found him sound asleep round the corner of the house, basking in the morning sun, lazy as any old dog might be. My brother, old enough to be my father, was hanging a scythe — ^that is, adjusting it to its handle, called a snath. The sharp steel blade extended three feet, more or less, at right angles to the snath. Being ready for school, I ran round the corner of the house, shout- ing " Sounder, Sounder," as was our custom when- ever we found a squirrel in a butternut or an apple tree. Sounder roused himself from sleep and fol- lowed, as, running, I shouted at the top of my voice. Good for the woodchuck but bad for me, the scythe lay in the path to the gate. No time to go round, I leaped over the scythe, my heart bounding on seeing Sounder following, when my brother shouted "Dan, you have cut yourself." I stopped sud- denly, looked down, and saw sure enough the ][)lood was flowing, and a small bone from the big toe of my left foot was hanging down, held by a small fibre of flesh, which some one from the house with a pair of shears cut off, while I yelled, — ^but not to Sounder. 24 DANIEL BLISS My grandchildren and great-grandchildren may wonder why my shoe did not protect the toe. Shoes ! Boys and girls from ten to fifteen in those days in the country and on the farm enjoyed the luxury, all summer long, of going barefoot — a luxury which every boy and girl longs for, from the heir-apparent in the King's Palace down to the child in the meanest mud hut of the low-grade Hottentot. At the time of this occurrence I was between eight and nine years old. I must have been more or less taught in the facts of the Bible, judging from the train of thoughts following the loss of the bone. That train of thought was so impressed upon my mind that time and again it has recurred to me during my long life; and it was many long years before it ceased to be a great per- plexity. The question was how this lost bone left in Vermont could be raised with the rest of my body, which might be buried far out West (my father was then talking of moving to Ohio) . I put the question to Father ; he, like a wise man, said it was a great mystery, but that God was able to raise the dead. My difficulty remained. It was not a question of Gk)d's power, for no child ever doubted His omnipotence. I could not see how it was to be accomplished. I seemed to see this bone, cut from the toe, with a multitude of the lost bones of man- kind, flying through the air, rising, falling, crossing ea,ch other, going east, west, north and south, each seeking its own body from which it had been separated, — ^by the scythe or the surgeon's knife. CHILDHOOD Aim YOUTH 25 If not then, later on, questions of the Resurrection recurred to perplex the mind- Did the cripple's body, the bow-legged, the hunch-backed, the blind, the deaf, the cross-eyed, the emaciated body of the old man — rise? Twenty years after, more or less, while reading a passage in Paul's letter to the Ck>rinthians, it oc- curred to me that he had been asked a multitude of questions of seeming perplexity, founded upon a false assumption. Paul, without maitioning these questions in detail, includes them all in the literary- phrase, " Some men will say, how are the dead raised up and with what body do they come?" Then he burst out almost with impatience, saying, " Thou fool ! these questions and objections are all founded upon the supposition that the x)articles of matter forming the body of flesh and blood are raised in the Resurrection." Not so. The i)ar- ticles of matter forming organized body, whether wheat, grain, animal or fish, bird or man, are in continual flux, — ^appearing now in one form, now in another; — ^to-day in the grass of the fidd, to- mtorrow in the ox, the next day in man, and then in the worm, in an endless round of activity. "Where is the dust that has not been alive? The Sfpade and plough distarb our Ancestors, Prom human mould we reap our dafly bread: The moist of hmnan frame the son exhales ; Winds scatter through the mighty void the dry. Earth re-possesses part of what she gives." 26 DANIEL BLISS As your soul, spirit, life, your immortal part, call it what you will ; — as your soul, drew to itself, clothed itself with a mortal body from particles of earthly mould, so your soul will clothe itself with a spiritual body, as truly yours and more truly yours than this body of flesh and blood which cannot enter the kingdom of God. " Thou sowest not the body that shall be, but God giveth a new body," " and to every seed his own body." Since study- ing Paul I have never, except ia memory, seen bones flying in space ia search of the old body. My mother died when I was nine years and eight days old, yet I well remember sitting on a stool by her side, reading my daily chapter from the Bible. I had diflculty from day to day in finding the place where I had left off ; somehow the mark got out of its place. Mother said to me : " I can tell you how you can always find your place. Remember the chapter and the verse and you will not need any mark." I was delighted, but the Old Adam in me said, " Do not tell Reuben, Mother." (Reuben was my brother, three years older.) "With a look of sweet sadness she repeated : " Whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you," etc., and then fol- lowed loving remarks, full of the spirit of Christ, the words of which have long since faded away, but whose injfluence can never be lost. I do not remember farther back than the time of my sister Ann's birth, when I was four years old. When six or seven I had the whooping-cough, and was very ill. Mother, sitting by the cradle and CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 27 thinking I was asleep, said to some one : " He is a nice little feUov, I shall be so sad to lose liim." She used to call me " My little trout," because I was long, slim, and lively, like the brook-trout. Few indeed are the sayings that remaia in my memory. My aunts, Mother's sisters, said that she was a most loving mother. I remember the last time she went to church. It was communion day. A Mrs. Parker fanned her as she sat in the pew for the last time. Soon after this communion, Mother passed away, sitting in her rocking-chair. I have never since heard the song " My Old Armchair " without seeming to see Mother drawing her last breath in the old rocking-chair. She was only fdrty-two when she died. ' After Mother's death, my half-sister Eliza kept house for us during a year or more. Soon the family began to break up. EUza went to Ohio to teach school. The older boys left home. Father changed farms and moved to Jericho, Vermont. Father and we younger boys constituted the family. Finally Father and I were left alone in the house. Once he had to be absent for three or four weeks, and not wishing to leave me alone, dismissed the housekeeper and arranged with a good neighbour across the way to care for me during his absence. Everything went on smoothly for one or two days, but then Chauncy Skinner, son and heir, took on airs, and treated me apparently as a "poor rela- tion " or as an outcast; whereupon I announced to Mr. and Mrs. Skinner that I should return to our 28 DAIHEL BLISS house across the way. They protested, but I wenB and slept all alone in the rather big house. We had a cow and hens, flour and meal; so I lived on eggs, milk and johnny cake of my own make. It was the time of berries, red raspberries, black raspberries and strawberries. Well do I remember filling a pail full of the finest strawberries to be found, re- jecting every imperfect berry, placing on the top of the pail a handful of long stems covered with ber- ries and taking them over to the village, a mile away from the farm. The first house I stopped at was the village doc- tor's. The doctor's wife came to the door; she seemed to me then the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She gave me a joyful greeting as if I had been her lost son. She did not know me but she knew that meadow strawberries were more luscious than any cultivated by the devices of man. She said that they were worth more than the straw- berries found on the street. She bought them, or rather she took them, and gave me more than the market price. She added that there was " no other boy that could find such berries," and that I must always, as long as the season lasted, come to her. So for six days a week I carried her berries, always trying that every lot should be better than the previ- ous one. I have often thought of that lady and of' her most gracious manner, but know nothing of her history, before or after. It must have been in August, 1836 — I being thirteen years old — ^when Father with his younger CHILDHOOD AND TOTJTH 29 children left Vennont for Ohio. There were no railroads then. We went from Jericho to Bur- lington in wagons, to (Whitehall by steamer, to Buffalo by the Erie Canal, and then by steamer to Fairport, Ohio. From Fairport we all went on footj^ten or twelve miles, to Madison, where we soon settled in the only frame house ia that part of the town — all the others being made of logs. After my eldest brother Solomon was married. Father 9,nd I went to live with him on his farm in Leroy. In those years I had a great desire for a higher education. There was an academy at Austinburg where boys could pay their way wholly or in part by manual labour. A boy about my age was going to that school, and I begged Solomon, Father and the rest to allow me to go with him. No one favoured my attempting such a wild undertaking. I remember, although fourteen or fifteen years old, I cried and wept like a baby when my way was utterly blocked. I was so foolish as to wish that I might lose an arm or a leg, or in some way be dis- abled for manual labour, and then they would be compelled to allow me to prepare myself for a teacher in view of future support. The boy went to Austinburg, and I fell into the routine of work, play and village school, till I was sixteen. Then came a change, and my sojourn from that day till I had a home of my own — seventeen years after — was among strangers. At the end of summer Solo- mon said to me one evening that his wife was not strong, the children were young, and that she "30^ DANIEL BLISS wished to iSe relieved of extra carei and to be alone. This preamble hardly prepared me for the shock his following words gave me. In a most kind way he suggested that I find a place for the winter where I could do chores for my board and schooling. I passed a most miserable night, realizing that I was without money, without a home, and knowing that there was no one in all our town that wanted a boy to do chores. The next morning Solomon gave me some work to do. I said, " No, I am going over to the South Bidge — the great road leading from Erie to Cleveland — ^to find a place." " So soon," said he. The first home I called at was Mr. Axtell's tavern, Mr. Axtell was a man of considerable wealth for those times, owning the tavern and a large farm, well stocked. The place seemed to me then as a palace would now. Mr. and Mrs. Axtell, their three grown-up sons, two daughters, servants inside the house, and men about the stables were imposing. Mr. Axtell, on hearing what I wanted, asked whether I could milk cows and take care of cattle. Having received a positive, aflrmative answer, he took me into the sitting-room, where Mrs. Axtell and her two daughters were. Then he said : " You are the boy we want; come to-morrow if you are ready." He added : " Your work will be to take care of thir- teen cows; feed, water, and milk them, and bring in the wood for the kitchen and parlour stoves." Then I went to Painesville (five miles) and bought a Kirkland's grammar, slate and pencil, and then re- turned to Solomon's for my last night. CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 81 The school wMcli I attended while worMng for Mr. Axtell was a good one. I commenced gram- mar in a class of young ladies and boy's, who, most likely, had studied the same books, winter after winter. They would rattle off the rules', and say with almost the same breath : " It is an active, tran- sitive verb; indicative mood, present tense, third person singular, and agrees with so-and-so." At first I hesitated at every description of a word, to their great annoyance. But before spring in "pars- ing " Milton or PoUock's " Course of Time," they hesitated. The winter passed most happily. I suppose that sometimes it was not easy to go through the snow and cold in the early morning from a quarter to a half mile to the barn where the cows were — ^hard or easy I did it, and I did it weU. The Axtells made me one of the family. I spent my evenings in the sitting-room with the ladies, studying my lessons and reading. The daughters treated me as a very young brother, of whom they were very fond. One day Squire Axtell was very angry. He saw me carrying wood into the bar-room and inquired: "Who told you to do this?" I re- plied, "Emery." (His son.) He rushed into the bar-room, and burst out into forcible language, say- ing to his sons : " Daniel is my boy ; you must never under any circumstances ask him to do anything." School through, I bade good-bye to the Axtells and went in the spring to live for a few months with my brothers Zenas and Harlow, who had bought a lot of wooded land and were chopping down the 32 DANIEL BLISS timber and preparing the land for cultivation. This was in the spring of 1840, the year the coun- try went wUd with boisterous enthusiasm over the campaign, when W. H. Harrison was elected Presi- dent of the United States of America. In clearing the land, the tall white-oak trees — forty or fi^ty feet without a limb — were felled, sawed in sections four feet long, halved and quartered, and then rived with mallet and frow into smaller pieces three- quarters of an inch thick, and carted to Fairport and shipped to be manufactured into staves for hogsheads, barrels, casks, and other cooper work. A part of my business was to drive the oxen that hauled the wagon loaded with these rough staves. During part of the summer I kept house for my brothers, frying pork, ham and eggs ; boiling pota- toes and vegetables; cooking chickens and wild game. At one time I was set to ploughing in this new ground, full of roots. Every few feet the plough would be caught; the oxen would strain, turn round and finally stop. I yelled and screamed at them so that the next day I could hardly speak from hoarseness. Then my brothers relieved me from further work in this direction. The neigh- bourhood was a bad one ; drunkenness and quarrel- ing were common, and, as I learned afterwards, immorality was prevalent. Was it cowardice — moral, physical or both — ^which led me to hide in the bushes behind the house from two fellows, older than myself and twice as strong as I was, who had asked me in the afternoon to join them in stealing CHILDHOOD AITD YOUTH 33 a beehive, declaring with horrid oaths that they would Mil me if I refused. I did refuse. They said : " Wait tiQ evening, and you wUl see." They came to the house after dark and found me not. They never after referred to the matter or to any- thiug else of the kind. About this time a good deacon living in an adjoining neighbourhood said to me, " Daniel, I wish you to leave this place." I was frightened lest some one had slandered me, and said to the deacon, "Why, what have I done?" He smiled and said, " Nothing. You are too good a boy to live in such a place. That is all." Thir- teen years afterwards the daughter of the good deacon, about my age, recounted to me what her father and uncle had said, how " Daniel Bliss had escaped uncontaminated from the perils of those former days." Soon after the deacon had ex- pressed his anxiety for my well-being, there was a "logging bee." The men of the place came with their oxen to haul the logs together, and roll them in heaps to be burned. It was a fine sight to see ten or a dozen yokes of oxen putting forth their strength in hauling those huge timbers, and to see forty or fifty men with handspikes and skids, laugh- ing and shouting, each gang vying with the others in making the largest pile in the shortest time. It was a fine sight in the beginning — ^the saddest I ever saw at the ending. Strong drink, the curse of. the world, flowed like water, and changed all good feeling into hate, manly strength into brutal- ity. Men cursed, quarreled and fought. When 34 DANIEL BLISS two brothers began to maul eacb other, I ran f roni the field. In the evening, one of the brothers, mad with drink, prowled with gun in hand about the streets to shoot his brother. I had an inde^ribable feeling of sadness mingled with shame that I should be living in such a place. The sadness and shame did not last long, for out of them, before I went to bed, came a determined resolution to leave the place, after seeing Father, who was then living with Eliza. So the next morning I started off but in- stead of going round the road to the bridge, six or seven miles, I went direct through the woods, wad- ing Grand River up to my waist, carrying on my head what clothes I had. Father and Eliza ex- claimed, "How providential that you have come to-day ! " A crisis in my life was at hand and I knew it not. Then Father told me that Mr. Curtiss, part owner and chief manager of the tannery in " Pains-holler," wanted an apprentice ; and that he had, the day before, applied to him for ine. Father added, "You must go." That settled the matter. Father seldom gave positive commands, but when he did he expected to be obeyed. On the whole, I was glad to get back to the old neighbour- hood where I had caught woodchucks, 'possums, and squirrels in the woods, dace from the rapids of the river, bullpouts and black bass from the deep holes under the driftwood, and muskrats along its banks. I remained with Eliza a few days, helped her husband, Mr. Morse, cut and " shuck " his corn, and then went to the tannery. I was to have my CHILDHOOD AJSD YOUTH 35 i living, clothing, three niontlis' schooliag yearly, and two suits of clothing at the end of four years. I had hardly commenced work before Dr. Merri- man — ^the leading doctor in two counties — asked Father to let him have me to train, to teach, and to make a doctor of. Most of the doctors then (there at least) were trained in that way, and not a bad way either. The offer was a most tempting one, but there wa^ no thought of a change of plan. Our word had been given to Mr. Curtiss, and was as sacred as any indenture. I have often wondered what my life would have been if Dr. Merriman had spoken ten days before be did. It is a foolish won- der ; for the past in any life may be full of " ifs "! Mr. Curtiss was a man of sterling integrity, com- mon sense, and of much, wisdom. Without muck education he was fond of debate — especially on re- ligious matters. They called him a Universalist, a Free Thinker, an Infidel. At the close of his life he joined the Methodist Church, but still contended for the Spirit of the Bible, not the letter ; not for the precepts and examples tbemselyes, but for the principles underlying them. His Veproofs were often severe but effective. Soon after going to him, I made some remark about the Bible. He looked up and said, "Have you ever read the Bible through? " On being answered " No," he replied, "Don't make a fool of yourself, then, by talking about it." It was a small matter, but has been useful to me many a time. One day several men were in the shop discussing some weighty thing, 36 DANIEL BLISS and I expressed my opinion. When they left, he came by my side and gently parted my hair. I asked what was the matter. " Nothing," said he, " I was only seeing if you had any gray hairs," — thus reproving me for my forwardness. He had naturally a refined taste, both in conduct and in dress, and he clothed me in good style. He was very kind, and allowed me often to use his horse and buggy to drive to Painesville — ^ten miles — to hear some famous preacher or lecturer. He would caution me by saying, " Dan, don't drive fast," and then when I started he would call after me, " Dan, don't let any one pass you on the road; keep up the reputation of the gray mare for speed." He was fond of having me read from Pindar — not the old Greek poet — ^but from John Wolcott, a writer in the early part of the eighteenth century, who signed himself " Peter Pindar." Wolcott was a painter, clergyman, doctor and scurrilous poet in turn. He had a broad humour, a keen eye for the ridiculous, and a wonderful diction. His favourite object of satire was George the Third. It is said that he was offered a pension if he would desist from his attacks on kings, bishops and great men. Bible characters did not escape. "Did not old Nathan tell King David That buckish youth that he stole sheep," and so on in language not to be repeated. He wrote an Ode to the Devil, commiserating him because CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH ' 37 mankind attributed to Mm all of tlieir own sins. " They make a bridge of thy poor back anc^ damn it wten they're over." The volume is full of wit, wis- dom, satire and scurrility. I have never seen a copy since. It is not found in many libraries. There is too much in it on the wrong side of the border- line of propriety. ' We had not many books — ^none, I might almost say. I read the Bible through more than once, and commenced to commit the New Testament to memory. I am afraid that my object was not of the highest kind; I was fond of contro- versy, and wished to arm myself for the conflict. About this time. Miller, the famous advocate of the coming Millennium, issued a pamphlet on the im- mediate coming of Christ. He set the time in 1843, if my memory serves me aright. Many people ran wild over the question. Some left all business. Some became almost mad. These pamphlets and papers, called " Zion," were circulated widely. A pamphlet was handed me by a "believer." Ee- membering what Curtiss said about expressing an opinion on any subject of which one knows nothing, I went to my room with papphlet and Bible, and sat up till broad daylight, comparing Miller's state- ment with a multitude of quotations from the Bible Intended to establish them. It appeared to me that most of the references were irrelevant, and that if the Millennium was at hand. Miller had not proved it in his pamphlet. As I look back, I never opposed what I now be- lieve to be true Christianity, and yet the neighbours 38 DANIEL BLISS regarded me almost, if not quite, as an infidel. Old Father Abby often s^oke to me on the subject of re- ligion with tears ia his eyes. One day he said to me, " Dan, you are the most dangerous boy in town. Your influence is very bad." I asked why, what evil I had done. He replied, "None, that is the trouble. If you were drunk half of the time, your influence would not be so bad. You neither lie, swear, drink or quarrel, and others point to you and say, ' Dan Bliss is not a Christian, and yet what a good boy he is.' " After I had been in the Theo- logical Semitiary a year my brother took me to see Mr. Abby. He received Eeuben with hearty greet- ing, and me with respectful but cold courtesy. Eeuben told him that I was to be a minister and a missionary. The old man came forward, took my hand, and with deep emotion said, " I am so glad. Thank God! I was afraid of you. I knew that you had been to college, had become a learned man, and I was afraid that you had come here to des- troy my faith." The sermons I heard in the days of my apprenticeship did not affect me much ; most of them were merely emotional exhortations and doctrinal, — ^which elicited discussion. But now and then some event or a casual remark made a last- ing impression on my mind. There is one story in particular which I relate now to my class in moral philosopher, when discussing the duty of uncon- scious influence. Every class asks, "What is un- conscious influence? " In answer, I tell the story, which in brief is this : Hawley was the village black- CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 39 smitli, a very good and pious man. - One day Colonel Pain, the most important man in tlie county, came into the shop exclaiming: "Idiot, fool, that Hawley is mad." Then he went on to say that, coming along the road through the wood, the snow knee deep, he heard a man's voice as if in dis- tress. On looking about, he saw tracks leading out into the thick bushes. He followed the tracks, and "then," he said, "what do you think I saw? That fool, Hawley, praying." Others in the shop shouted. I was deeply impressed by Hawley's de- votion. The class see from the story what is meant by unconscious influence. Hawley, not knowing, not intending, all unconscious of it, exerted an in- fluence upon me. Soon after commencing m^ trade, I gained a great victory over myself. I knew the proverb, " He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city," but I failed to put it in practice. The turn- ing point came. I was left alone one day in the shop, charged with a slight but most responsible piece of work. It was this. Fifty or sixty calf skins, each one by itself, were that day to be put for the first time into the bark extract. According to the methods of those days, these skins were taken out one by one, spread out on a platform one above the other, and then, after ten or fifteen minutes, re- turned to the vat, one by one, and sunk beneath the ooze as before. For the first day the skins were very slippery, almost as slippery as a piece of elut 40 DAIJUEL BLISS bark soaked in water. I drew up about half of tbe lot, and spread them out: they all slipiDed in. I repeated the process with better success till two- thirds or more were pulled out ; they fell back again, and I yelled and screamed. Again I got nearly all of them on the platform ; they slipped back. I seem to hear now the echo of my voice from every part of that solitary tannery, and I seem to see the hook fly from my hand as I hurled it to the farthest part of the building. I sat down in a great rage, one, two, five minutes, I know not how long. Then came a change; call it conscience, call it reason, call it the better self, call it my good angel, call it the Spirit of God, call it what you will ; I said to my- self, and I said it aloud, " Dan Bliss, this is shame- ful. You have a good place, a good master, he trusts you, — do your duty." I rose perfectly calm, went across the building, picked up the hook, piled up some of the skins — ^they fell back. I said, and I said it aloud, " I can do it again." Once more 1 did the same — ^they fell. back. I said, and I said it aloud, " I can do it again." The third time was a perfect success. After ten or fifteen minutes, I re- turned the skins to the bark extract, and was the happiest boy in town. Since then I have had an- noyances far greater than ploughing among the roots in Madison, or piling up slippery skins in Pains-holler, but never have irritations roused up my spirit into fury. I learned the trade well, and during the last year of my apprenticeship the establishment was virtu- CHILDHOOD A2fD YOUTH 41 ally under my control. Mr. Curtiss had a generous nature and was always ready to commend where praise was deserved. During one stage in the pre- paring of hides for the tanning process, they must be carefully watched. K they remain in a certain emulsion too long, they .are ruined. This emulsion is affected by a thunder-storm as milk is, and acts more powerfully on the skins. One Sunday, at meeting-time, there arose a thunder-storm. I slipped out of the house, hurried to the tannery and commenced to rescue the hides from a perilous con- dition. Curtiss having learned that I was seen run- ning towards home, came on as fast as he could and assisted in the work. He said, " Dan, were it not ■for your knowledge and faithfulness we should have met with a great loss." Such a man never has a strike among his workmen. During my last winter with Mr. Curtiss, a select school was opened for ten or fifteen young men and women. I had in a measure outgrown the district school. It was three miles distant, and although it was more expensive, and the going and coming would take two hours from my work, Mr. Curtiss allowed me to go. It was a good school, and the company delightful. I walked daily those six miles, sometimes through snow and rain. Occasionally I rode the gray mare. The firm of Pain, Curtiss & Co. dissolved six months before the term of my apprenticeship ended. They had a legal right to my services for the following six months, but they generously set me free from further work. So in the early spring of 1844 I 42 DAOTEL BLISS was without business and had no abiding place. I was cast down, but for a day or two only. A Mr. Judd, the one who taught school in the Axtell dis- trict when I was there, asked me to join him and his brother in the business of grafting fruit trees. Every spring more than a thousand men in gangs of three or four went from Northern Ohio into Pennsylvania, Southern Ohio, Virginia and Ken- tucky, grafting apple trees with choice fruit. Usually one went in advance to engage jobs, and then the others followed with tools, ladders, and scions. I was sent in advance into Venango and Clarion Counties, Pennsylvania. Besides a pro- spectus and recommendation, I took with me a few specimens of apples. My first application for a job was a flat refusal. It seems that, years before, a party of this kind had cheated the people fear- fully. Having lost or used up their scions, they cut scions from one orchard and grafted the next with them. True or not, this was the reputation of grafters in that place before the word had been degraded to designate certain financiers, as more euphonic than the word " thief." I called on the postmaster and other promiaent men, and they as- sured me that ^though there was plenty of work to be done, no one would allow strangers in their orchards after their experiences. I told them that we were true men, that my recommendations were genuine, and that I would stay in the place till the postmaster could write to Painesville to assure him- self that all was right. They agreed to this and CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 43 said tlmt if the answers were satisfactory they themselves would recommend us to the farmers. They gave me a conditional recommendation, and I went to work with no loss of time and with success. In due time, the Judds came on and finished the work. In June two of us returned and counted the living scions, receiving at the rate of |40 per thou- sand. My share of the net income was over $100. My experience on this trip was new and interest- ing and instructive. I lived with the people. There were no hotels except in the larger villages,' but every farmer was accustomed to entertain the casual stranger, and receive forty, fifty or sixty cents for supper, bed and breakfast. I was a great talker in those days, and entertained the family circle to the best of my ability, and had one night a jolly time at the house of a young married couple with whom was stopping the school " marm." It was the night for the spelling school, and the " marm " insisted that I should give out the words. I did so, and heard on every hand, "It takes a Yankee to teach school." There were no fifty cents to be paid in the morning, but a hearty " Good-bye," " Come again," instead. On the trip I saw an illustration of how easUy simple, good people are deceived by "quacks " and charlatans. In fact I once acted the part of a charlatan in spite of myself. ■ A little before night I called on a family consisting of father, mother, past middle life, three daughters of a comely age, and a son. I was made welcome and shown into 44 DANIEL BLI^ tlie parlour. I observed that the boy, with, rather a pale face and white hands, was studying his booL The mother and a daughter were busy about the house getting supper, and caring for the milk just brought in from the cow-house. Another daughter made some slight adjustments in the parlour. The third daughter was teasing her mother to permit her to go, that evening, to a party with some one. The mother refused but, after repeated teasing, con- sented. The father came in, and being appealed to, replied with a loud " No." The daughter said no more. After supper, all sitting before the warm coal fire in the parlour, the old man asked me what my profession was. I told him that I was engaged in soliciting jobs for grafting fruit-trees. "Yes," said he, " I know that. But I think that you are a lecturer on phrenology." (They were found all over the West in those days.) I assured him that I was not a lec^ui*er on phi'enology, — that, although I had read some of O. N. Fowler's book, had heard lectures on the subject, had had my head examined, knew where they said some of the bumps were lo- cated, yet I knew nothing about the science, and did not believe much in it. My denial seemed to confirm the old man in his opinion that I was a lecturer on phrenology. They all begged that I would examine their heads. Wishing to be agree- able, I consented, and commenced with the boy. I said, " This boy loves study, has a good memory, is not inclined to hard work, will not be a farmer, will study some profession," and so on. "That is it," CHILDHpOD AITD YOUTH 45 said tlie old man; " Mother puts Tn'm up to it; Ms hands are softer than the girls'; he won't work, wants to be a doctor." The daughter that was help- ing her mother to get supper came next. I enlarged upon her domestic virtues. She was her mother's mainstay, always ready to help in all kinds of work. The next daughter was equally useful, — was more artistic, had more taste, was very orderly, could not endure dust, liked to have a place for everything, and everything in its place, and so on. (Applause. ) The last daughter came, and I said, " This girl is fond of dress, fond of society, not quite happy un- less she can go and come and see people and when the time comes, she would not object to having a 'beau.'" "Capital," said the old man; "some- thing of that kind happened to-night." To the mother I gave a loving disposition, great love of home, great kindliness of heart, and if she had any fault, it was a lack of firmness, a tendency to yield against her better judgmmt to the wishes of her children- The old man rather sadly said, " Mother, I have often said so." To the old man were given most of the manly virtues, integrity, perseverance, kindness, and especially firmness, and it was added that no child asked the second time, "when you say * No.' " " That is so," said all. The old man remarked when the examinations were over, "Many phrenologists have been around who claimed to know everything, but who got things wrong oftener than right. You claim not to know anything, and have told us exactly what we are." The next mom- / 46 DANIEL BLISS ing the old man, Instead of receiving anything, of- fered to pay me for my lecture. I never before or since came so near to playing the humbug. Soon after settling up the grafting business, I ■ commenced work with Messrs. Curtiss and Davis, who had bought a tannery in Geneva, Ohio. In the autumn they asked me to go into company with them on equal terms. Each partner was to receive six per cent, on his capital yearly, and the net earn- ings were to be divided equally after the interest on ,, -capital had been deducted. This arrangement seemed to close the door to my old aspiration for an education, but instead of closing the door, it stimu- lated the old desire more and more. Sundays were the saddest days of the week, for after the church services there were the long hours of thinking over what I was, and what I wanted to be. Having heard for years before many orations from eloquent men during the campaign when W. H. Harrison was elected President, and again at this time when James Polk was chosen, and when slavery, the Mex- ican War, and other exciting questions were com- ing to the front, I longed to be able at some time to mingle in public affairs. Well do I remember how I stopped suddenly from scraping the hair off the cowhides and addressed Cook, the hired man. What I talked about has escaped my memory; whether it was politics, religion, life,, or things in general, I know not. But Cook stared with mouth open, and finally said, " Dan Bliss, God Almighty never made you to work in a tannery. Get out of C3HILDH00D AND YOUTH 47 this." Well, I was vain enough, then to be a little flattered by this ignorant, feeble-minded Cook. Soon after this my health gave way, and I had a doctor for two weeks or more. As I now look back and remember his treatment, I must have been suf- fering from depression more than from bodily ail- ment, for he gave me more anecdotes and funny stories than pills. Whatever the cause may have been, it was the occasion of bringing on the final crisis. I told my partners that I should withdraw from the firm and sell my interest in it. They ac- cepted the situation, returned to me my few dol- lars of capital, and a portion of the earnings for the past ytear and a half. My social relations to the people of Geneva were few, and had no marked in- fluence upon my life. The young men and women were divided into two parties. The one fond of dancing, card playing, and the like, with which I had no sympathy; we called them the Jumping Crew. The other party was fond of plays, games, and small talk, and was called the String-bean Party. The first was too boisterous, the latter in- sipid. There was little in either to stimulate man- liness or thoughtfulness. I never mingled with the former, and seldom with the latter. Creneral Leslie, a man of ability and learning, however, at one time started a reading club and debating society, in which I found much delight; but soon the novelty passed away, and he and I were the only members remaining. On my bidding good-bye to my friend, General Leslie, he informed 48 DANIEL BLISS me that a draft might be ordered, as the Mexican War was so unpopular, volunteers would not come forward, and that I would be liable to be called out. He then said that he would be pleased to make me Brigade Quartermaster, so that, if called out, I would not be obliged to enter the ranks. He after- wards send me a letter of appointment. In the early autumn of 1846 I entered Kingsvilte Academy, and commenced the study of Algebra, Greek and Latin. On my applying for entrance, Mr. Graves, the Principal, asked my age, attaia- ments and purpose. Being told I was twenty-three, he replied, "A man who intends to go through col- lege should commence Greek and Latiu at a much earlier age." I said to myself, with far more con- fidence than judgment, " I will teach him Greek and Latin before I die." I boarded the first year at Squire Luce's. Mrs. Luce was much surprised (and said so) because I never went out for an evening without telling her where I was going, and when I should return, — ^an old habit from early boyhood. Some of the deacon's remarks were quaint, wise and useful to me. Elder Sacket, the minister, preached on Election, Free Will, Decrees, etc. At dinner a discussion arose on the subject. Finally the good deacon burst out, " Bliss, you don't know anything about it, I don't know anything about it, Sacket don't know anything about it." After three months' study, I commenced to teach in a little red schoolhouse on the middle ridge, about a mile from the Academy. The school had CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH 49 a bad reputation- The larger boys had frequently turned the master out of the house, and broken up the school. I was paid so much a month, and was to " board round." The first day or the second I made up my mind who was the ringleader in the school, and said that, if agreeable to his mother, I would go home with him the next night. The same course was taken with the other leaders. It worked like a charm. The historical bad boys were my best friends. The trustees told me not to include in the number of boarding places the family of Mr. Meacham, for he was a quarrelsome drunkard. ^The two Meacham boys, between seven and eleven years, were very tright and lovely. Their clothes were never ragged, but were always patched with different colours. My heart went out towards them. They were very poor, and were looked down upon by the other scholars. One day before closing the school I said to them, "Tell your mother that I will come to your house to-morrow night." Many a boy and girl slightly shook the head. The two boys were much pleased. I found the Meacham house small, two rooms only, with little furniture. The wife was tall, good looking, and evidently by nature capable of great jwssibilities. The hus- band had a sturdy back, a whiskey face, but was then sober. The evening passed off as pleasantly as could be expected. The little boys were treated much better after that. They begged me to come again. Nearly at the end of the term I went. The man was drunk. He was a noted fighter, and, when 60 DANIEL BLISS under the influence of liquor, very quarrelsome He had his jjig of whiskey, and as the night ad- vanced became more and more drunk. Finally he insisted that I should drink with him. On being refused, he became angry, and swore that he would thrash me. To show anger would enrage him more ; to show fear would bring on an attack. He rose, struck an attitude, and with clenched fists and a shake of the head, shouted, " Come on." The wife was alarmed. I said in a low tone of voice, " Meacham, I could thrash you if I could get mad, but I can't get mad at you, Meacham." He laughed a drunkard's laugh and said: "You are a blank- blank good fellow," sat down, dozed a while, and then went off to bed. I tried to comfort the wife, the mother, the woman, by talking of her boys. The wisdom of the Apostolic injunction, "Let every man be slow to speak, slow to wrath, etc.," was illustrated by the following incident. There was a class of young women from sixteen to twenty years old in the school. While reading, they stood in a row, and I walked up and down in the front of ^he line. On one occasion while nearly at the head of the class and walking towards the foot I said to one of the girls: "Julia, you may commence." She replied: "I won't." Wrath struggled to ex- press itself. Unconsciously the victory over self in the old tan-yard prevailed, and I walked on, then turned back, and repeated, not in a commanding but rather in a commending voice, "Julia, you may commence." She read beautifully. Before leaving CHILDHOOD AKD YOUTH 61 the town at tie close of the term, I called at the many homes where I had been made a welcome guest. As I was leaving Julia's house, she said: "Mr. Bliss, I insulted you once and you did not hear me, but I shall feel happier to confess." On learning that I had heard, she shed tears of grati- tude, and thanked me for not disgracing her before the whole school. Soon after my return to the Academy, the Priu- cipal asked me to become a pupil teacher, while continuing Latin and Greek. I used to teach iu the Mathematical Department, to receive my full board and tuition in the Principal's or Vice-Principal's family. At the breakfast table after these arrange- ments had been made, Deacon Luce said: "Mr. Bliss, you came to Kingsville a perfect stranger. After three months you were invited to teach in one of the most important schools in the township, and next you are invited by the Principal to become a teacher in the Academy. Now in your prosperity, do not, like Jeshurun, ' wax fat and kick.' " I have never forgotten this advice. Mr. Fowler, my teacher in Greek, was an accomplished scholar and took much interest in my work. Mrs. Graves, the wife of the Principal, was a fine Latin scholar, and as- sisted me much in Virgil, while for six months I was a member of her family. There was a great gathering at Commencement. After many compo- sitions, orations and much music, the Principal announced, "Now the valedictory will be given by Daniel Bliss, who is a candidate for college." It was most natural that I should be given the vale- 62 DANIEL BLISS dictory. There were only two of us in the class and the other fellow was at home sick. My friend Hawkins and I had received cata- logues from Amherst, Williams, Hamilton and Union Colleges, had studied their courses, the ex- penses and the facilities for earning something during the course. On our journey East we were to decide which one we should make our home. The night before I left Kingsville, Deacon Whelply said many gratifying things, congratulated me on my past success, hoped that my going to college would be a blessing, etc., and then with a loving shake of the hand he said : " Bemember that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom." His look, his hand-shake, Ms words impressed the great truth upon my mind more than all of Sacket's good and great sermons. Hawkins and I started East by steamer as far as Buffalo, and then proceeded by the Erie CanaJ. On the way we discussed the question which college we would choose. We soon eliminated Hamilton and Williams from the list. There remained Union and Amherst. At Schenectady the baggageman, in sorting the trunks, came to mine and asked: " Where does Bliss' trunk go? " I replied : " To Albany." He came to Hawkins' and asked : "Where does Hawkins' trunk go? " " To Albany," replied Hawkins. The question was settled. My choice of Amherst was probably owing to the fact that when I had looked over the catalogues, the unconscious impressions in favour of Amherst were greater than those which were consciously received. m COLLEGE AND SEMINARY DAYS THE decision to study at Amherst was destined to influence the life of Daniel Bliss not only for the next four years but for all his days. In Amherst Village he found the wife without whom his life-work could not have had its rounded symmetry. The ideals of Amherst College furnished the inspiration and suggested the model for the great Eastern University which developed under his care. To his death he re- mained a member of the First Congregational Church at Amherst, which his wife had joined on profession of faith as a girl, and with which he connected himself on his departure for Syria. To Amherst College he sent his three sons, and at Amherst his oldest grandson, Daniel Bliss Second, was matriculated a few weeks before his grandfather's death. Amherst College has greatly altered in appearance since that Autumn of 1848, but the beauties among which it lies are unchanging. In his missionary home in Syria, Dr. Bliss ever cherished loving memories of the hills that form its surrounding crescent. What a variety of loveliness this crescent shows ! Beyond the gen- erous apple-orchards to the south rises, in angular out- line, the abrupt wall of the Holyoke range ; to the south- west, over against Mount Holyoke proper; and separated from it by the broadly-flo^^g Connecticut, stands soli- 53 64 DANIEL BLISS tary the ample-skirted mass of Mount Tom; to the east extends the long line of the Pelham Hills, with dense forests, touched in Spring with tender green, brilliant in Autumn with scarlet and gold, or smouldering in the lambent crimson after-glow of a Winter sunset; to the north towers the rounded top of Mount Toby, sylvan haunt of Summer pickniekers; while in the northeast distance, beyond Sugarloaf, loom the pale and mysterious Ashfield Hills, outposts of the more distant Berkshires. When Daniel Bliss entered Amherst College it was en- joying a new period of prosperity under the presidency of Reverend Doctor Edward Hitchcock, who also held the chair of Natural Theology and Geology. This com- bination marks the tendency of the colleges of that time to "reconcile" Science and Religion. This tendency is also illustrated by the list of works by this learned and godly man of Science. Besides his purely scientific books we find such titles as "Religion of Geology and its connected Sciences. ' ' Dr. Hitchcock's relations to the students were eminently human. His patience was in- exhaustible. His faculty often thought him too tolerant. He relied more on moral suasion than on strict discipline. By receptions given to the Freshmen and Seniors he sought to bring the students in contact with the families of the faculty and with the towns-people. President Daniel Bliss seems, consciously or unconsciously, to have copied the best features of his own President's methods. In his devotion to the total welfare of the students, mental, moral and social. Dr. Hitchcock had the support of the small faculty, numbering not over a dozen mem- bers, of whom eight were full professors. The splendid team-work, the spirit of sacrifice, making it impossible for a professor to confine his interest to his own depart- ment, which so long continued to be characteristic of COLLEGE AND SEMINAET DATS 65 Amherst College, were then in full play. Towering above his colleagues of that time, or indeed of any time, was William Seymour Tyler, Nestor of lAmerican teachers of Greek, affectionately known to thousands of Amherst men as "Old Ty." For fifty-nine years he taught in the College as Tutor and Professor; and as Professor Emeritus, he was connected therewith for six years more. For him a student was not simply the bearer of a brain to be saturated with Greek culture — and he was always that — ^but a soul whose various powers were calling for development. He was perfect Greek and perfect Puritan, inspired by Homer and Moses, Theocritus and St. Paul. His ideal was Socrates, whom indeed he resembled, being ungainly of body and beauti-" ful of soul. Severe or gentle, as the occasion required, ironic or urbane, uncpmpromising or sympathetic, he was always respected, often feared and inevitably loved. As a teacher he was both critical and inspiring. As a preacher he was forceful and convincing. His style, always classic, sometimes rose to pure eloquence. His theology was sternly Calvinistic: his religion was that of a simple child of God. Whether in this case his Hellenism triumphed over his Hebraism, or whether he trusted th those "uncovenanted mercies" in which his fellow Calvinists found excuse for their humaner feel- ings. Professor Tyler firmly .expected to meet Socrates in (heaven. Dear old teacher and friend ! Met him you surely have, and rare talks you must be having together. Would that all of your pupils could share at a respectful distance in that celestial symposium. The relations between Professor Tyler and Daniel Bliss were not only exceptionally close during the latter 's college days, but the friendship thus formed lasted till the (dder man died, forty-one years after the graduation, 66 DANIEL BLISS of his pupil. Many letters passed between them. Visits were exchanged, for not only did Dr. Bliss seek out his old teacher whenever he returned to America, but Pro- fessor Tyler visited Syria, sharing in an adventure to be later related in Dr. Bliss' own words. Next to Professor Tyler the greatest impression made on Daniel Bliss while at Amherst was by Professor Snell, who had the chair of Mathematics and Natural Philos- ophy, which was the name then given to Physics. Acute and exact, he was gifted with a quaint humour that has been likened to that of Charles Lamb. His class-jokes were none the less enjoyed for being stereotyped and ex- pected, but one day he took both himself and the class by surprise with a sudden witticism, which caused him to murmur "that's new" to the infinite delight of the stu- dents. The following anecdote was often repeated by Dr. Bliss. A knotty mathematical problem that had been passing from college to college was presented by Professor Snell as a challenge to his class. At the next meeting various solutions were offered, including a some- what lengthy one by himself. Later he showed this to Mr. Bliss in his copy-book, and underneath was given an- other with the comment "A shorter and better solution by Daniel Bliss of the Class of fifty-two." Dr. Bliss told this anecdote to illustrate the modesty of his teacher and his desire to give credit where it was due, but it illustrates much more than that. It throws a light on those far-off days when inter-cdlegiate rivalry did not centre in athletics but actually recognized the glory of solving a problem in Mathematics or Physics ! The curriculum of studies was rigidly fixed, offering no electives, save for the alternative of French and Ger- man for one term of Sophomore year. Latin, Greek, and Mathematics, with exercises in Elocution, were the main, COLLEGE AND SEMINAEY DAYS 57 staple of the studies for the first two years with one term's instruction in the History of the English Lan- guage and Literature. Mathematics and the classics con- tinued into Junior year, and it is interesting to note that Homer's Iliad was left as the crown of Greek culture, instead of being associated in the mind /of the students wit^ their early preparatory drudgery. Into this year were crowded the scientific subjects : Physics, Chemistry, Anatomy and Botany. There were also courses iu Rhetoric and in the history of classical literature. His- tory, as such, did not appear anywhere in the college course. Senior year was mainly devoted to the so-called Mental and Moral Sciences iacluding Evidences of Chris- tianity and Biblical Theology. Constitutibnal Law and Political Economy were also introduced. During the last term Dr. Hitchcock taught his Geology. A review of Latin and Greek gave a final emphasis to the importance of the classics. This curriculiun looks meagre besides the scores of courses offered by any modern college, but it is , safe to say that those who had mastered it were at least as weU equipped with general culture as is the average college graduate of to-day. Amherst College owed its origin to the daring ambition of its founders to train men for "civilizing and evan- geli2dng the world." With such an aim in view the im- portance of religion became paramount. The spiritual development of the students was a trust handed down from President to President. This tradition was mighty in the days of Daniel Bliss. It was still potent when his sons went to college. The effect of this atmosphere of religion and culture on a student who breathed it for the first time is well described in the following letter written to Professor Tyler njany years after graduation: "First impressions are lasting and my first impressions of Am-. 58 DANIEL BLISS lierst College have never left me. I arrived at the Col- lege about the middle of the Fall term in 1848. We (Hawkins and myself) had come from Ohio by way of Lake Erie and the Canal, and had seen not a little of rough and profane society on our journey. What wte witnessed, on entering tJie College, was such a contrast to all this, and indeed to all that we had been accustomed to in our own previous observation and experience, that it seemed as if we had passed into another world! The solemn, cheerful and intellectual air of the President and the Professors at morning and evening prayers, and the religious tone, not of voice but of heart and life, of the majority of the students, led me into a new train of thought, gave me new views and made me e'er long a new man." Going on to speak of the special seasons of religious interest, he adds: "These revivals stamped upon my brain the conviction that Amherst College be- lieved in the reality of the religion of Christ. There was no diminution of the usual amount of study; hence the excitement — for there was great excitement — ^was ra- tional, the heart and the intellect moved on together. Twenty years have proved that those who then embraced the truth were sincere, for they were found, many of them, in various parts of the world, spending their ma- ture years in preaching Christ.'" The writer of this letter was President Bliss, who had just graduated his first class from the Syrian Protestant College — the small class of 1870, which included a man who became one of the prominent physicians of Palestine, and another who is the editor of the most serious period- ical in the Arabic language: Christian gentlemen both. Mr. Bliss joined the College Church in January of his 'See "History of Amherst College" (1873) by W. S. Tyler, page 353- COLLEGE AND SEMINARY DATS 69 Freshman year and soon after the Missionary Band. He was always reticent about his own inner religious experi- ences, but it would appear from the above letter that his entrance into the conscious Christian life was marked by no sudden crisis, such as was expected if not demanded by the religious conceptions of the time, but that it was rather the result of quiet deliberation. To be sure what he has told us of the dramatic moment in the tan-yard, when he gained an ethical victory over himself, is a de- scription of sudden conversion, and was in fact his real conversion, but it would hardly have passed the orthodox tests of that period, when rigidly moral men of religion spoke slightingly of "mere morality." In the main the religious tone at Amherst was sane and true. The voices that Daniel Bliss heard there had far-reaching echoes. The especial services for prayer and conference, which to this day supplement but never interrupt the work of the first week of January at the College in Beirut, reflect the best that there was in the religious life in Amherst, while they seek to avoid whatever narrowness that may have held; aiming to turn to God the followers of' many creeds, not interfering with their own ways, but ever pointing out the perfect way through Jesus Christ. Many of Mr. Bliss' college companions became promi- nent and useful in their day and generation. Two of his classmates, Allen and Bamum, were his feUow-laboxirers in the Turkish Empire, though not in the same mission- ary field. Of George Washburn mention will shortly be made. Five of Mr. Bliss' college mates became the teachers of his sons at Amherst. No Amherst teacher is better remembered or was more universally loved than Dr. Edward Hitchcock, who placed physical education and training on a permanent basis, not only for Amherst but for aU the colleges of America. Ever the interme- flO DANIEL BLISS diary between Faculty and students, a thoroughly re- spected moral police-man ; alert, strong-willed, brusque, indulgent ; impulsive, jocular, evangelical — above all in- tensely human, "Old Doc" fused in his extraordinary personality all sorts of contradictory qualities. One wonders what sort of a "grave and reverend Senior" he was, when his friend, Daniel Bliss, was a Freshman! Grave and reverend Julius Seelye must have been all through his college days, if not in childhood. Both in body and mind he was of heroic mould. He was Presi- dent when Dr. Bliss' three sons were in college. Surely no more stately form ever presided at Commencement; surely no voice rolled out the Latin phrases in more sonorous tones! With Hitchcock and Seelye may be linked George Washburn in a trio of men who, with Daniel Bliss himself, lived to become ^widely known in the academic world. He was Freshman when Mr. Bliss was Senior. As they roamed together through the woods or over the hiUs, little did they realize that their names would be joined as pioneers of University education for the youth of Turkey, Egypt and the Balkans,.and all the Near East. Theirs was a lifelong friendship. Each was proud of the other's work. Robert College at Con- stantinople and the Syrian Protestant College at Beirut stand as monuments to this pair of friends, and perpetu- ate the ideals with which they were together inspired at Amherst. Daniel Bliss strongly objected to the Secret Societies of his day on the groxmd of their exclusiveness and of their entering into cliques and combinations in class- politics. Accordingly, he joined the Delta Upsilon Fra- ternity, which was then frankly anti-secret. Many of his closest friends, however, were members of the Secret Societies. President Bliss and President Washburn. COLLEGE Amy SEMINAET DATS 61 He saw little of the social life of the town. When it is remembered that he entered with defective preparation and that he had to earn every cent he spent during the f onr years, it will be seen that he had little time for out- side diversion. During the last two years he became in- timate with Miss Abby Maria Wood, who had lived at Oak Grove with her unde, Mr. Luke Sweetser, ever since she was eight years old. She was bom in Westminster, Massachusetts, and was sometimes playfully called by her friends ' ' Westminster Abbey. " Her mother 's father was Mr. Samuel Sweetser, one of the most prominent sheep-farmers of the State. Her father, Joel Wood, died when she was a child. From liim she inherited her tal- ent for music. Her voice was well trained by a method which now seems to be forgotten, capable of produdng flexibility without destroying natural sweetness. Long after middle life her tones retained a bright and haunt- ing loveliness. She was refined and delicate in form eind in spirit ; with brown hair, transparent complexion and clear, blue eyes, which grew dim neither in sickness nor iu old age. Her health was uncertain : her will indom- itable. Her mercurial charm of manner was no less characteristic than her relentless sense of duty. She had wit and she had wisdom. Unlike Mr. Bliss, she had been bred under the full Puritan tradition, which dictated to all, no matter what their condition of character, the stages of conversion appropriate only to hardened sin- ners: conviction of deep guilt, a period of despair and struggle, surrender of will, the sudden benediction of peace. Under this tradition she was "converted" at the age of sixteen during a revival that was upheaving the community. But even then her independence of mind asserted itself, though unawares. In a letter to a friend, written during the midst of her "crisis," she referred in, 62 DANIEL BLISS great distriess to s. sin that was holding her back. At the end of the letter it transpires that this terrible sin was her inability to realize her own guilty condition! What was this but the unconscious protest of an honest mind that revolted at calling white black? The future Mrs. Bliss was educated at Amherst Academy and at Maplewood Academy, Pittsfield, Massa- chusetts. To the end of her days our mother used to speak with love and pride of "my set of girls." And a remarkable set it was, including names that have become famous. Mrs. Bliss herself was destined to influence the lives of hundreds of Orientals. The Sweetser mansion was set on a hiU amid a grove of splendid taU oaks. Be- low Oak Grove was the home of Edward Dickinson, for long treasurer of Amherst College. Thus Emily Dickin- son — ^beloved to-day by the curious in poetry — ^was Abby Wood's near neighbour and constant companion, Emily was always an original, but her girlhood gave no hint of the recluse that she was to become within the bounds of that house and lovingly tended garden, where came to her those quaint thoughts that she put into somewhat lawless verse. When Mrs. Bliss made her second visit to America from Syria in 1873, Emily Dickinson had be- come the village mystery, inaccessible to all but an elect few, who were admitted to the sanctuary with appropri- ate preliminaries and ceremonies. The good-natured refusal of Mrs. Bliss to approach her old crony as a Sibyl finally resulted in her being received on the old basis. Another member of this "set of girls" was Helen, the' daughter of Professor Fiske, of Amherst College, after- wards Helen Hunt Jackson — delicate lyrist and strenu- ous defender of the rights of the Indians. As a young lady she had a reputation for innocent mischief, and COLLEGE AIJD SEMINAET DATS 63 ■when years later she published in the Saint Nicholas an account of a childish escapade, under the title of "The Naughtiest Day of My Life," Mrs. Bliss was mightily amused at the comment of the Springfield Republican, which asked, "Was it really the naughtiest, the very naughtiest day of your life, Helen Hunt?" It will be better not to interrupt Dr. Bliss' own story of his college and seminary life, to which these pages form merely a complement, accordingly brief mention may here be made of the quartette of remarkable men who made a strong impression on him in the Seminary. Andover was then the leading Theological School of the United States, the last stronghold of New England The- ology. Its great exponent was Professor Park, who died in 1900, at the age of ninety-two. Dr. Bliss' children well remember his visit to Syria in 1871, recalling his dome-like forehead, his clear-cut features and his massive jaw. As a teacher, he is said to have been second to none in his generation. To Mr. Bliss he extended his confidence, often inviting him to walk. The Chair of Church History was occupied by W. G. T. Shedd, that versatile scholar and editor of Coleridge, who later in- structed Dr. Bliss' sons at Union in a Calvinistie Theol- ogy that dared to face the consequences of its own stem premises. With all his gentle dignity and calm urban- * ity Dr. Shedd appeared to be himself a divine decree per- sonified. When he taught Daniel Bliss he was barely thirty-five years old, but his photograph of the time shows that expression of sleepless watchfulness against theological "error" which had not left his countenance thirty years later. The fame of Professors Stowe and Phelps has been eclipsed by that of the women of their households, but they were themselves sufficiently distinguished. Dr. 64 DANIEL BLISS Stowe had long been known as a strong Abolitionist. For eighteen years he had taught at Lane Theological Seminary at Cincinnati, living with his wife in the midst of a circle that continually harboured runaway slaves on their way to Canada. He began his teaching of Sacred Literature at Andover the year Mr. Bliss entered the Seminary. In March of that same year, 1852, the world had been startled by the publication of Harriet Beecher Stowe 's "Uncle Tom's Cabin." Later he shared the notable reception accorded to his wife in England. The chair of Rhetoric was held by Professor Austin Phelps, of whose beautiful English style Dr. Bliss was ever a great admirer. He wrote many books of value for a day that has passed. At that time his daughter, Elizabeth Stuart Phelps, had just entered her teens. Time alone can show whether the slight but true vein of genius run- ning through the stories which she began to write a very few years later wiU be preservative. We may now give place to Dr. Bliss' own reminis- cences of these college and seminary days, as he takes up the story where it was left in the last chapter. Hawkins and I arrived at Amherst on November 7, 1848, after dark, and then commenced a new ex- perience. We called at Dr. Hitchcock's, and he sent Tutor Henswaw with us to find a boarding- place. He took us back of the village Church, now College Hall, to the house of the Misses Kingsbury, two New England old maids, such as one reads of in books, but seldom meets in real life. We boarded there the rest of the term. One morning at the breakfast table, Hannah — she of the big head — said 'in the now lost drawl of the Yankees : " Mr. Bliss, COLLEGE AlfD SEMINARY DATS 65 where are you from? " Being answered that I was born in Vermont but had spent most of my life in Ohio, she said : " Wal, I thort you had all the energy of a Vermonter and aU the awkwardness of a Buck- eye." The next morning the President sent me to Pro- fessor Snell to be examined in Mathematics. The Professor was pleased, for I had studied all of the Freshman and part of the Sophomore studies. Then Professor Tyler, of blessed memory, examined me in the Classics. I hesitated, faltered, stumbled, and fell at times. By way of 'excusing myself, I said the methods of pronunciation in the West differ from those in the East, " Yes," said he, " but you do not seem to have any method." Dear old man ; like Coriolanus, — " what his breast forges, that his tongue must vent." I took Professors Snell and Tyler's notes to the President. He read them, and with his own Mnd smile said, "Mr. Bliss, the re- ports are favourable. You can enter the Freshman Class." Hawkins and I bought some second-hand furniture and moved into Middle College, North Entry, First Story, Front Middle. Two serious questions confronted me. First, could I keep up with my classes? And second, how could I sup- port myself? Amherst at that time, in order to enable students to teach, gave six weeks' vacation, from Christmas on, so that one could teach three months, and be absent from his classes only three weeks. This I clearly saw could not be done on my part, on account of my imperfect preparation 66 DANIEL BLISS for entering college. I wrote on the fly-leaf of my account-book, " The way looks dark, but I must and wHl press on. I have only sixty-five dollars now, and forty dollars due me from Ohio." At the end of the term I obtained an agency for some magazine and travelled as far as Northern Vermont, and vis- ited my brothers in the meantime. The agency paid all expenses, and a little over. On returning, Mason Moore, nephew of Miss Lyon of Mt. Holyoke Seminary, and I boarded ourselves in our own room (Hawkins had left College). We had an air-tight stove, with a moveable top, in which we roasted potatoes and boiled water. Bread and milk, pota- toes with milk or without, baked pork and beans, roast beef (cooked by the Misses Kingsbury in their own house), constituted our substantials. At the end of the term my weight was 161 pounds, which was more than at any other tinae. Our entire food expenses amounted to |8.26 each for the term. On the other side of the account, my saw-horse and wood had brought me in $17.60. Those who re- posed confidence in my abUity to saw and carry up wood two to four stories were seven Freshmen of my own class, two Juniors and one Tutor. If they looked down on me because I was doing manual work, I did not look up to them because they were not. Herein lies a principle on which I enlarged on a certain occasion. During my Senior year a young man came to me saying that the President had sent him to me for information and advice. He stated his case. His means were small. I went COLLEGE AND SEMINAEY DAYS 67 over the various ways in which a few men could help themselves, and said : " There are recitation rooms to be swept; Chapel to be cared for; fires to be built in wiuter; lamps to be kept in order; bell to be rung ; sawing wood for students ; various odd jobs ; helping janitor ia vacation, etc." His counte- nance fell. He looked sad. And then I added: "You can do several of these things on condition that you can do them openly, joyfully, feeling that you are just as good and noble and more noble un- der your circumstances than if you did them not." He left College. I looked after Professor Tyler's garden, more or; less. A few weeks after I arrived at Amherst, Mrs. Tyler invited me to the Thanksgiving dinner and they were my dear friends as long as Professor Tyler and she lived. I weeded the flower-beds, hoed the vegetables and cared for the fruit-trees. I soon had charge of a Boarding Club which continued under my care till the end of Junior year, for which service I received my board. My duties were look- ing after the accounts and presiding at the table. During the first term of Sophomore year Dr. Hitch- cock urged me to apply to the Education Society for its usual grant. I told him I would rather stay out a year and earn some money. He referred to my age, the need of men in the mission field, etc. The application was made, and the grant ordered. I helped the janitor, never in term time but during vacation, when he put the buildings in order for the following term. Junior year I rang the bell, and 68 DANIEL BLISS was librarian of tlie Eclectic Society. For thesd services I received $200. This ofice was muclf sought after, and was in the gift of the Society. The only time I did any work that interfered with my studies was during haying time. The examina- tion in German took place soon after my return. The German teacher examined all of the class ex- cept me. I reminded him that he had forgotten me. He looked over his glasses and said : " You, — you doii't know one t'ing, you not here, you von ignorance." Finally he heard me and said, " Veil, veil, you did know one t'ing, two t'ings, some t'ings, — ^1 give you goot mark." The whole expense of my four years' course, ex- clusive of tuition, which was remitted, was $807.44. Of this I must have earned, in the way indicated, over 1350.00, having been absent from my class, in earning this amount, only eight and one-half days. It was difficult in Senior year to meet expenses, and I did not. There was no bell to ring, no library fee, and most likely I was bitten with the feeling that a " grave and reverend Senior " ought not to saw wood for another. Then again, Dan Litchfield appealed to me to give up my club to him ; saiithat he must leave college unless he could have it, etc. Though I knew that I could not get through with t^e means at my command or in sight, I gave the club up. During the long vacation, Senior year, I obtained an agency for selling Bill's History of the World, made some money beside all expenses, went through Dutchess County and vicinity, and had COLLEGE A2!ID SEMINAEY DAYS 69 various experiences. Having canvassed and ob- tained all ttie orders I had time to fill I remained several days at a hotel in Dover Plains, which was then the terminus of the Harlem BaUroad, waiting tUl the books arrived from Norwich. One day the most disreputable mob I ever saw before or since arrived from New York for a prize-fight. The hotel people seemed to wonder that I did not go to the field to see the contest. There was an old stage driver at the hotel, a hard drinker. I said to him, ♦'You * steam' yourself too much." He replied, "Yes, I steam myself too much, and you esteem yourself much too highly." My remarks did not help him. His did me. I had planned to teach school before entering the Seminary, if one could be obtained. The question for ready money in the meantime was soon solved. George Baker, farmer, knowing me very well, and my status in the College, offered, of his own accord, to lend me money enough for Senior year and graduating expenses. I told Mm that I would not ask any one to endorse my note, and that a note with my signature only would be worthless in case of my death. He said that he would take that risk. Without his knowledge I insured my life for a small amount, and gave it to him for security. In the spring of Senior year I ascertained, through my cousin, that a select school was desired in Shrews- bury, Massachusetts, and Professor Tyler assisted in drawing up a circular to the effect that " Daniel Bliss, graduate of Amherst College, would open a 70 DANIEL BLISS school at such a time and place," etc. Here fol- lowed Professor Tyler's recommendation, and those of others. It was a comfort to feel that if the school were a success, I could pay off aU obliga- tion, and enter the Theological Seminary free of debt. Senior year was a very pleasant one. I was elected First .^resident of the Eclectic Society. From the first 1 had taken a very active part in all the events of the Society, especially in the debates. Seldom did a meeting pass without my taking part. In my Junior year we had a famous debate, which was adjourned from week to week. Other stu- dents, not members of the Society, came in, and sometimes a few people from the town. I wrote to Wendell Phillips, and received documents from him on Abolition. The question was this : " Ought we to obey the Fugitive Slave Law? " One provision of the law required of every citizen, under penalty, to assist, when called upon, the constable, sheriff or marshal in arresting and returning any slave, held to bondage, back to his master. According to that law, no one could give a runaway slave a night's lodging, a meal of victuals, or a cup of wa- ter, without exposing himself to fine or imprison- ment. Henry Moore and I were the chief speakers on the negative side. The great majority of the Society, especially the best speakers, were on the other side., They had on their side Law, Order, Duties to Government, Injunctions of the Old and New Testaments to obey those in authority, etc. Moore and I must have said some extravagant I COLLEGE AND SEMINARY DATS 71 things. Stebbins was in the chair. He repeated to me — it must have been twelve years after or twenty--one or two of my sentences. This was one : " Did I desire to make an acceptable sacrifice to. the Prince of DarMiess, I would take this Fugi- tive Slave Law, embody it in the form of a North- em ' dough-face,' and sacrifice him on the altar of expediency, erected upon the demolished ruins of moral principle." And another: "At the sight of the marshal or the sheriff, the minister of the Gos- pel must leave his sacred desk, the lawyer his study, the doctor his patient, the merchant his counter, the farmer his plough, the mechanic his shop — ^yes, and more — ^the old man must start stafEless and the cripple hobble crutchless at the call of this ac- cursed Fugitive Slave Law." Bombast it was, but bombast carries with it something like argument. I look back with satisfaction to the great pleasure Dr. Hitchcock gave me by inviting me. Junior year, to accompany him on a private geological trip to the White Mountains. We went in his own one- horse carriage, stopping at country hotels, driving slowly or more quickly as inclination or circum- stance demanded. Sometimes we left the horse and carriage for a day or two, and made side excursions by train or stage coach. The object Dr. Hitchcock had in view was to ascertain, if possible, any trace of the glacier period, or terraces made by the re- ceding water. At one time we ascended Jit. Lafay- ette. Mr. Carter, the Amherst postmaster, joined us. About to descend, I suggested that we go down 72 D4NIEL BLISS not the way we ascended, but by another road- The Doctor protested, saying, "You know not where your road will lead us ; never ^eave the known path unless you have a competent guide," etc. Carter started down before us. While standing for a few moments, the Doctor saw, far to the right of us, a wide bare rock extending out of sight down the mountain side. He exclaimed, "We must go there — ^that is something " — " run after Carter, and meet me there." We met on the bare rock. There were the marks of a glacier. The old geologist was delighted. He himself proposed that we follow down a certaiu valley, which " must pass near our hotel." We walked on ^nd on two or three hours. The Doctor took out his compass and exclaimed, " We are lost, we are going almost in an opposite direction to our hotel." Soon the Doctor saw a cast-off fish-pole and said, " Thank God, this is a sign of civilization." We walked on ; it was nearly sunset. The Doctor said that he would perish if he were obliged to spend the cold night in the woods. Soon he saw above the steep banks a light indicat- ing an open space void of trees. He hurried me up the bank. I shouted back, " I see a house in. the farther end of the field, and smoke coming out of the chimney." The hotel was four miles away. He sent me on to the hotel to find means of getting him and Mr. Carter home. They were both almost exhausted. The landlord soon sent for them, and they arrived about ten o'clock at night. In the meantime a good supper was prepared. When the COLLEGE AND SEMINAEY DATS 73 Doctor was refreshed by rest and food, lie ex- patiated on the great discovery, — the undoubted signs of the glacier. Finally the landlord said, " I can remember my father telling me when it took place, a hundred years ago." You can imagine the Doctor's feelings. The marks of a land-slide a hun- dred years old had been attributed to a glacier a hundred thousand years old. I have often thought since that the conclusions — ^not the facts — of scien- tific men are sometioies 99,999 degrees from the^ truth. I I look back also with some satisfaction to a stand I took Sophomore year on the subject of hazing. We called it "rowing." Our class had suffered fearfully. Sometimes we were in danger of losing life or limb. I was never molested. Whether it was because I came later, or because I had a hickory club in my room, or whether it was because I had long hair and was supposed to be strong — ^whatever the reason, I was never molested. At the com- mencement of our Sophomore year the class began hazing in a degree unknown. In the morning I requested the President of the class to ask the mem- bers to stop a monient after prayers. They stopped. I said : " Fellows, I have one request to make, that if you do any hazing, you will do it behind my back ; for if I see you hazing, I will go directly over to the President and give him your names, and you can call me a Faculty Dog as soon as you like." I ex- pected hisses and shouts of dterision, but instead Grassie jumped up and shouted: "Bliss is right! 74 DANIEL BLISS You may call him Faculty Dog and you may call me Faculty Cat, but I am with him ! " There must have been a Faculty Dog in the class, for the next day Professor Adams thanked me for the stand I had taken on hazing, and said : " Now if you will take the opportunity to watch " He never finished the sentence, for I interrupted him by say- ing : " I will not be a spy and I despise the tell-tale." The next Sabbath H. B. Smith preached upon the text, " Whatsoever things are honest, etc.," and re- ferred to the stand John C. Calhoun took on hazing at Yale College during his generation. It was em- barrassing to see so many heads turned towards me. In those days many graduates came on the stage and spoke at Commencement. The name of the address indicated in a measure the standing of the student in his class-work. There were first-class orations, second-class orations, disquisitions and dissertations. I had a second-class oration. There were six first-class orations and I was told that my name stood first