University of Idaho - Gem of the Mountains Yearbook (Moscow, ID)

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DAYS AND DREAMS. By Dr. James A. MacLean. He was a chore boy on a farm and liked the work. He spent his days among the animals, and in the evenings he read the books that gave him most pleasure. And he liked it all—to hear the horses munch their oats, to crack his whip behind the long line of cows, to outwit marauding pigs, to walk among the sheep—and after all to read to his heart's content. But things go wrong some- times, even on a farm, and one day the little pigs broke into the crop and would not be coaxed out, and finally he had to run them down one by one and throw them over the fence, and he was only nine—and he was hot and grimy and bleeding from a cut when he lay down in a furrow to rest and look at the sky. And as he cooled he forgot about the animals, and remembered only his books and his mind wandered to a world where crows do not tear up the corn—nor pigs squeal for food, nor lambs die, nor calves bunt the pail—to the world of literature, where all the actors are men and heroes great and good, moving thro’ their worlds to ends that are good and great and are not fretted with the petty annoyances of life. He was in the High School, his teachers were kind, his studies attractive, his friends the reflections of his own soul and he was happy. All day he was busy with his lessons and in the evenings read history. But even in the High School things go wrong—and one day he could not understand the absurd definition of the Subjunctive Mood, and was floored by a new method of factoring and could not give the French for ““Who is it that the King delights to honor’’ and his favorite teacher spoke sharply to him and he went home almost discouraged. And after supper, when thinking it all over, the boy dreamed again of a world where learning was not difficult but easy, not a task but a pleasure, where language no ELEVEN