Oberlin College - Hi-O-Hi Yearbook (Oberlin, OH)

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X . T 'WN I T MM H : Q. I T 'ffff 1 y iilf T .gm fyw , 'W . ,, .T T Y. 'ix ' ' T 1 ff .EW . W i W QT T3 l x A ,Q . S ,W','N NT THE BOARD 'F ARTHUR R. EDGERTON CHESTER G. LIVINGSTON EDNA C. GRANT RUTH MOSHER ANNE B. DAYKIN ERNEST B. CHAMBERLAIN LYLE D. WOODRUFF HARRY C. HUNTINGTON ROBERT W. PATTERSON

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Adeliat Antoinette' Field Johnston DELIASANLl'OINETil'I? FIELD was lliorn in Laftayette, Oliio, February fifth, 1 37. me egan ear y fer ciosen wor ' since at ourteen ste was en a ed to teach in a summer school near her honie. Her course at Oberlin, thgigstitu- tion with which her well-known name is closely associated, commenced in 1851, before she was quite fifteen. She was graduated from what was then known as the literary course in 1856, entering upon her duties as teacher the next year, when she became principal of the Academy in Mossy Creek, Tennessee. For several years she taught, first in Orwell, then in Albany, Ohio, later in Kinsman. August seventeen, 1859, she married James M. Johnston, a teacher in Oberlin, who January sixteen, 1862, gave his life for his country. A year at Andover, Massachusetts, where she studied Latin under Dr. Samuel Taylor, preceded her acceptance of the preceptressship in North Sciuate Academy, Rhode Island. The following winter she spent abroad, as a student in Leipzig University. After her return she renewed her connection with her Alma Mater, becoming, as it was then expressed, Principal of the Ladies' Depart- ment of Oberlin College, or as it later read, Dean of the NVoman's Department. Hills- dale College conferred upon her the degree of Master of Arts in 1873g Oberlin, the honorary degree, A. M., in 1878. Almost fifteen years ago she began her courses in history, always popular with the students because, as she often says, she keeps her work up with the times, acilding conltinually to her old lectures new funds of informa- tion ained in reading an in trave. lifhen she felt obliged to give up l1er administrative work in the college, tl1e trustees, March nintllj IQi0, expressed in the following words their regret at her resignation rom tie eansnp: Her long and faithful devotion to the service of the college and to its interests, her great ability in administration, her wisdom and tact in every conjuncture, her high ideals for the young women under her charge and her success in stimulating the desire of attaining elevation of character have combined to make her deanship of inestimable value to the institution and to its undergraduates. This same recognition of her services to the institution led the Alumni to choose Mrs. Johnston as their trustee. The holding of such a position by a salaried ofticer being found illegal, she was made a member of'the Prudential Committee, an im- portant place, in which her ability has an opportunity to display itself. The popularity of Mrs. Johnston as a teacher has been mentioned. ln this capacity le shows rem'1rk'1ble originality, a most unusual personal interest in the individual S 1 1 4 students for this day of large classes, and, what she herself would mention first, an enthusiastic pleasure in her work. The same charm that holds her students spellbound7Mrs. Johnston has a keen ' h s mide her '1 famous 'tfter dmner story teller and parlor sense of the dramatic- a. 1 . . . . - - . . lecturer. Around the world in a thousand places, she has her friends, her admirers. To this personal fascination is partly due her success in raising funds for Oberlin. She gives to the work a rare tact, an undiscouraged perseverance, gtsigle flrong the t an- eontributions of money she has prompted, we owe her a debt of gratitu e or te e tiful collection of photographs, for which some day she hopes to have an Art Building. ln these aspects of administrator, financier. lecturer, and taetful adviser, the under- duates know her but slightly. To us she is rather the fascinating teacher and the gra . - - . , charming hostess. Her at homes' are afternoons no NVednesday-caller may forget. In those artistic rooms, with their beautiful pictures, books, china, rugs, gathered from odd corner and famous city of the world, the gracious, sweet-faced woman dis- every ' ' . . . . . penscs the famous cups of tea in a fashion mnmtably graceful. V 7

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Danny Q Co.-Brokers A Down the streets in the dusk of a spring twilight sliutiied ., a solitary little figure, picturesque in its rags, yet wholly pathetic in the dejection now expressed in every movement. Frequently - the brown eyes would rest appealmgly.on the. face of some one of the hurrying throng and a weary little voice would cry out, Evening News, Press, a-Woyld,-Piper, Mister? Even before A he could finish, the object of his solicitations would have hurried t, on without so much asia passing glance, and the little figure .I y' would lapse again into silence, shift the bundle of papers-almost f , as big as himself-from one side to the other, and shuffle on tl ix toward the Square. - ,, ' Several times it happened so. Then the child sank down on D X the curb, resting his head against a post as if the cares of life ' were too much for his tired little brain. It was here that Danny found him. Hello, Baby,--what's dc matter? Snowed under ? X V .Sw M-mg guess so, responded the small one. Danny exam- ,fl it ined the bundle of papers and shook his head. ' ' ' No luck tonight, eh? Well, le's see if we can't fix up a scheme-jes' wait a minute! And ever on the alert for business, Dan dashed off in response to a whistle from the back of a pass- ing ear. Presently back he rushed, breathless but triumphant, his last paper sold, so he was free, and ready to devote his time exclusively to the Baby's needs. He found the youngster, however, deep in conversation with one of the older boys whom Danny had little use for, so, marching up with small ceremony, he called out, Hi, you, do de vanishin' act pretty lively, will ye? You needn't t'ink you're de main gazabo around dis orphant asylum, and he put his arm around the shoulders of the Baby, who leaned against him trustingly. The other fellow objected. Ah, g'wan, he said, I was on'y tellin' de kid- Never mind,'l broke in Danny. Me and dis kid understands each other poifec'ly, and we ain't askin' you to mix. UA' right, you'se go ahead. Fly your own kite, an' youse needn't send no speshul fer me if de string breaks, niederf' Nope,-but if we gits stuck on top uv de sky-scraper over dere, come up after us in de freight elevator, den you kin be stuck up, too. And with this parting sally Dan returned to his plotting with de kid. Long and earnestly they talked, then dividing the remaining papers, they sepa- rated. Dan scurried away, yelling at the top of his lusty lungs, and the Baby-well, he wasn't such a baby after all, and these little nobody's children learn early to adapt themselves to circumstances. First he pinched himself hard to hurt his feelings so that he could cry. But results seemed unsatisfactory, and accordingly he bumped his little head against the post until the tears CZIIHC. Once started, how he did weep! People began to notice him as they passed, and finally one girl stopped to listen to his tearful story. PU Poor little fellow, she said at last. how many papers have you left. absorbed in his task, an' me mudder tonight, 'cause she needs de money. and if you can't sell them again, throw . Ten, wailed the Baby, now thoroughly said she'd beat me fer every one I brung home Well, here's a dime, You keep the papers, them away. And the girl hurried on, happy in the thought of having saved that frail body from at least ten blows. U After she had gone, the cluld could not suppress a smile, rather watery, to be 9