Marshall University - Chief Justice Yearbook (Huntington, WV)

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 1 TV€14 Redeemed 6-y a 'Hecv State cutd Utade t e 'Tfawiat ScAaaC, , , Once more, history moved in a way one could hardly have foreseen. The issues of the Civil War brought forth in 1863 a new state out of the old Commonwealth of Virginia—West Virginia— and I was in West Virginia. In 1867, three years after I was auctioned, the new state redeemed me, bought twelve additional acres of land, added a third story to my original four-room building. Looking north from uhere the Student Union nou Hands, Old Main n seen at it looked in the I890's. A middle finished my wing built in 1856, built another three-story brick wing with a tower, furnished me throughout, and made me the State Normal School. One can easily imagine the great joy and gratitude with which I received this news. Now, at last, I could follow the career that my founding fathers had planned for me. section was built in 1899. which together with the two older buildings nude one long structure.

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A jar (t) from today's modern look—but these tutilities still persist. I be Hand, the old Blue and Blaek” baseball team, chemical experiments, and the Marshall military unit all at the turn of the century. 'D xa% Weie @l Med Td wt Sfilit t e @OMKtwf . • . I suppose the first faint tremors of the war that nearly split the country were reaching me. At any rate, in 1X59, 1 twice just escaped being sold for debts! Next year, my president resigned because the trustees who were my guardians could not raise funds to pay his salary. My next two presidents served a short time hut the last resigned to join the Union Army. My doors were closed. I cannot say that I was not hurt. I was glad to be of service as a hospital during the Civil War, but I had been so proud to lx Marshall College. As the war drew towards its,close. I hoped that somehow 1 might be restored to my former dignity. But what seemed the end was close and my faint hope short-lived. In 1804, shortly before the end of the war, I was sold .at a public auction for $1 500. The family that bought me moves! in. servants and all. They were 4 J nice enough people, and two of the sisters taught school, but I was far from my former proud position. I low could I ever be a college again? 7

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Tfocoi @ould 'poiCocv t e @cvieen, t at 'Zfacl Seen 'Planted fa 1 te.., In the fall of 1868 twenty-seven students came to me. How glad I was to have them; how proud of my truly scholarly program—spelling, reading, penmanship, grammar; bookkeeping, arithmetic, algebra, geometry, trigonometry, surveying; geography, botany, natural philosophy, anatomy, physi ology, and the art of teaching. My poor president had to be able to teach all these courses. I don’t think my students today would like the demerit system 1 used then, nor the long daily six hours of classes, liven so, in the spring, I had nineiv-six students. 7he model school adyturn• from completed Old Aidin' in Chic it the only word for description, hut in So years. !l)07. The mu coaches {hod) by hither) mean the children. we'll he just at antiquated.