A Leeds Epic---A Budding Career
Oh bring to me my golden spurs,
And bring my coat of mail
For tomorrow I go seeking
In Quest of the Holy Grail!
And so they come and go, these young
Galahads each spring after graduation week,
some to fields of journalism, some with geology manuals, a pick, hammer, and a magnifying
lens or two, and some with a teachers certificate, a headfull of plans, and a heart full of love,
to some field, mixed, at best, with pain as well as pleasure.
some to fields of journalism, some with geology manuals, a pick, hammer, and a magnifying
lens or two, and some with a teachers certificate, a headfull of plans, and a heart full of love,
to some field, mixed, at best, with pain as well as pleasure.
Leads is my hometown, the hometown
of a lot of youngsters of my type, past, present,
and maybe the future. The ones of my day were blessed with an average supply of gray
matter, yet mischievious to the Nth degree, a happy bunch who lived in a day when Dixie
was just an imaginary part ofUtah , a little
isolated kingdom, each town being a kingdom
within a kingdom. We had no movies, no skating rinks, no bowling alleys, not even a high
school in the whole region until I was in my teens, and the B.N.S. and the B.Y.U. zoomed into
existence, so we were left to our own devices and ingenuity for our pasttimes. We had little
rural schools, and for teachers we had good men, men from the region, but who had not had,
at best, more than a couple of years of schooling beyond the 8th grade. In spite of this we
learned, being inspired with a desire to do just that.
and maybe the future. The ones of my day were blessed with an average supply of gray
matter, yet mischievious to the Nth degree, a happy bunch who lived in a day when Dixie
was just an imaginary part of
within a kingdom. We had no movies, no skating rinks, no bowling alleys, not even a high
school in the whole region until I was in my teens, and the B.N.S. and the B.Y.U. zoomed into
existence, so we were left to our own devices and ingenuity for our pasttimes. We had little
rural schools, and for teachers we had good men, men from the region, but who had not had,
at best, more than a couple of years of schooling beyond the 8th grade. In spite of this we
learned, being inspired with a desire to do just that.
It was to such a situation that our
first high-school-graduated teacher came to us.
How well I recall it all! On a blistering midsummer Sunday in the
summer of 1900 my
chum, Bess Angell and I were at my home readying ourselves to attend Sacrament
Meeting. A bicycle stopped at the gate, about the first one that we had ever seen, and a
young man, tired, dusty, and sunburned, dismounted, came to the door and asked for
Mrs. Helen McMullin, a member of the Leeds School Board. She was present, and invited
him in, a shy, unassuming, but self-possessed, boyish young man. He gave his name, age,
and qualifications, and made application to teach the 4 upper grades of our school. Mother
liked him straight off, and they talked, giving each other the lowdown on their respective
positions. He told mother that he was born in St. George, his father had worked at the
Stormont Mill on the Rio Virgin, and he felt that he would like to have for his first year's
experience the upper grades of just such a school as ours. Therefore he made his initial
application for the
Leeds School . Oh, T.M., can't you realize that it was the
hand of Destiny beckoning.
chum, Bess Angell and I were at my home readying ourselves to attend Sacrament
Meeting. A bicycle stopped at the gate, about the first one that we had ever seen, and a
young man, tired, dusty, and sunburned, dismounted, came to the door and asked for
Mrs. Helen McMullin, a member of the Leeds School Board. She was present, and invited
him in, a shy, unassuming, but self-possessed, boyish young man. He gave his name, age,
and qualifications, and made application to teach the 4 upper grades of our school. Mother
liked him straight off, and they talked, giving each other the lowdown on their respective
positions. He told mother that he was born in St. George, his father had worked at the
Stormont Mill on the Rio Virgin, and he felt that he would like to have for his first year's
experience the upper grades of just such a school as ours. Therefore he made his initial
application for the
When he left, Bess could hold in no
longer, but exploded in laughter and ridicule at
that boy who thought he could teach us. (Oh, Bessie, remember Deborah Reed and
Ben Franklin!)
that boy who thought he could teach us. (Oh, Bessie, remember Deborah Reed and
Ben Franklin!)
And so we met Thomas M. Rees, that
first high-school-graduate teacher that we
ever had. The days between then and the opening of school were filled for Bess with
misgivings and apprehension, for the school board with a feeling of proud confidence that
such a favorable windfall had come our way. And so that is how T.M. Rees came to us,
this first high-school-graduate teacher, hired on sight, and his own evaluation.
ever had. The days between then and the opening of school were filled for Bess with
misgivings and apprehension, for the school board with a feeling of proud confidence that
such a favorable windfall had come our way. And so that is how T.M. Rees came to us,
this first high-school-graduate teacher, hired on sight, and his own evaluation.
Came the Opening Day. T.M. Rees was at the schoolhouse, all neatly
attired and
groomed, confidently radiating a feeling that all was well, as he adjusted things to suit him,
in almost a dedicated manner, to start the first day of a long career of teaching. There were
25 to 30 pupils under him, which he carefully segregated into groups, using uncanny skill in
his evaluations of who belonged where.
groomed, confidently radiating a feeling that all was well, as he adjusted things to suit him,
in almost a dedicated manner, to start the first day of a long career of teaching. There were
25 to 30 pupils under him, which he carefully segregated into groups, using uncanny skill in
his evaluations of who belonged where.
We had never been a graded school
before, and this was stimulating to our egos. If
Bess was still filled with misgivings, she subdued them. And, with her perfect health, vibrant
personality, and boundless determination, she was bound to be the No. 1 student, while I,
a victim of several encounters with pneumonia and other fevers that gave me some eye
troubles, was content to follow after.
Bess was still filled with misgivings, she subdued them. And, with her perfect health, vibrant
personality, and boundless determination, she was bound to be the No. 1 student, while I,
a victim of several encounters with pneumonia and other fevers that gave me some eye
troubles, was content to follow after.
This young man, with his U. of U.
normal training, went about his work capably,
businesslike, and joyously, soon giving us such a school as we had never known.
businesslike, and joyously, soon giving us such a school as we had never known.
Withall, he was humble, but ever
master of the situation. The boys
respected him,
and we girls adored him. He was indeed master in the school room, and on the grounds
during school hours, but after school he soon became one of us. He was truly Our Teacher,
going to our church services, our parties, dances, hikes--everything. He visited all the parents
to get acquainted, or to discuss problems, equally at home anywhere, everywhere, could
mingle graciously with a crowd of girls, or be a pal in a group of boys, but always, we soon
discovered, our leader.
and we girls adored him. He was indeed master in the school room, and on the grounds
during school hours, but after school he soon became one of us. He was truly Our Teacher,
going to our church services, our parties, dances, hikes--everything. He visited all the parents
to get acquainted, or to discuss problems, equally at home anywhere, everywhere, could
mingle graciously with a crowd of girls, or be a pal in a group of boys, but always, we soon
discovered, our leader.
Now he did not find things too
easy. He had as wild and free a bunch of
young
mavericks as so small and isolated a town could come up with. Bess, Lyle, and I, he found
to be the greatest gigglers that he had ever seen. I, being oldest of the trio, he took matters
up with me. On one occasion I had an errand about a mile out of town, and he accompanied
me. I quickly found his purpose, for he was soon telling me that we were old enough to
begin to feel grown up, and should break ourselves of such a foolish, annoying habit. I
guess we tried, for he had the gift of always inspiring us to want to improve ourselves. He
ever admonished us by word or example to try to keep our sights high. With what success,
who knows!
mavericks as so small and isolated a town could come up with. Bess, Lyle, and I, he found
to be the greatest gigglers that he had ever seen. I, being oldest of the trio, he took matters
up with me. On one occasion I had an errand about a mile out of town, and he accompanied
me. I quickly found his purpose, for he was soon telling me that we were old enough to
begin to feel grown up, and should break ourselves of such a foolish, annoying habit. I
guess we tried, for he had the gift of always inspiring us to want to improve ourselves. He
ever admonished us by word or example to try to keep our sights high. With what success,
who knows!
Having relatives in St. George, he
frequently went there during, but not for the
weekend. And never, in that school year, or at any other time, have I ever known him to
lower his sights, never be anything but 100% truly exemplary in his leadership.
weekend. And never, in that school year, or at any other time, have I ever known him to
lower his sights, never be anything but 100% truly exemplary in his leadership.
I will have to say, tho, that there
were times when he went off all by himself to some
nearby hilltop, something that puzzled us. If our parents saw his form silhouetted against a
darkening evening sky, they no doubt thought "The boy had to shake those kids, and get
off to himself for a while. Don't blame him--only wonder that he doesn't do it oftener!"
nearby hilltop, something that puzzled us. If our parents saw his form silhouetted against a
darkening evening sky, they no doubt thought "The boy had to shake those kids, and get
off to himself for a while. Don't blame him--only wonder that he doesn't do it oftener!"
As the school year advanced we noted
his growning attraction toward Bess. And
she--well, she changed too, showing a warming attitude toward him. Then, suddenly we
began to feel that at some future time of their own deciding, to suit their own plans and
aspirations, they would become man and wife. Yet, how graciously and gradually it came
about, with no flaunting of their affections, nor any neglect on his part of his duties to the
school. No one was jealous of Bess (that I know of), yet we may all have wished it could
have been us.
she--well, she changed too, showing a warming attitude toward him. Then, suddenly we
began to feel that at some future time of their own deciding, to suit their own plans and
aspirations, they would become man and wife. Yet, how graciously and gradually it came
about, with no flaunting of their affections, nor any neglect on his part of his duties to the
school. No one was jealous of Bess (that I know of), yet we may all have wished it could
have been us.
Time sped on, the year was rapidly
passing. But in spite of all the
agreeable
features (and there were many), he had a few times of strain and stress to stand up under,
one that I especially recall, I will relate.
features (and there were many), he had a few times of strain and stress to stand up under,
one that I especially recall, I will relate.
We had a family in town at that time
of very poor people, a father, mother and four
daughters, but I just do not recall why they happened to be living inLeeds . They were a
pathetic looking bunch, plainly showing the effects of not having had enough to eat. They
had been here a year or so, and knew that they commanded our sympathy, so they had
developed a strange technique. Whenever circumstances were such that they just did not
have the wherewith to have plenty of food, they would throw a surprise party for some
member of the family, and always say that they could not provide picnic for the party
because the surprised member would get wise. Also it was not at all uncommon to have
several parties a year for some certain one of their family. Always we each were invited to
bring a pie, cake, or plate of sandwiches along, to prevent the leak.
daughters, but I just do not recall why they happened to be living in
pathetic looking bunch, plainly showing the effects of not having had enough to eat. They
had been here a year or so, and knew that they commanded our sympathy, so they had
developed a strange technique. Whenever circumstances were such that they just did not
have the wherewith to have plenty of food, they would throw a surprise party for some
member of the family, and always say that they could not provide picnic for the party
because the surprised member would get wise. Also it was not at all uncommon to have
several parties a year for some certain one of their family. Always we each were invited to
bring a pie, cake, or plate of sandwiches along, to prevent the leak.
It was early spring of the Rees
school year that we were so summoned.
Would we
go!! Would we ever pass up such an opportunity for fun! And, this time we were told to
invite our teacher. We reviewed that idea much in our minds, and finally decided we would,
but felt that he should have a written invitation. But who would write it? We all knew that a
wheelchair daughter did the family's writing, but who knew her writing? And who but I knew it?
Mother was postmistress, and I had the opportunity to study people's writing.
go!! Would we ever pass up such an opportunity for fun! And, this time we were told to
invite our teacher. We reviewed that idea much in our minds, and finally decided we would,
but felt that he should have a written invitation. But who would write it? We all knew that a
wheelchair daughter did the family's writing, but who knew her writing? And who but I knew it?
Mother was postmistress, and I had the opportunity to study people's writing.
All of this scheming and planning
took place right in the school room while Mr. Rees
was devoting his time to the 5th and 6th grades, across the center aisle, and five or six
young 7th and 8th grade villianesses put our heads together in an opposite corner. First,
we had to draft an invitation, which was no great trouble, then I was to copy it. Now, this girl's
writing looked like the tracings of a seismograph's recordings of a violent distant earthquake,
and my production was more than successful. Of course we became convulsed with a sort
of under-our-breaths type of laughter that almost became hysteria before we gained our
control and got back, each to her own seat. Then, when all was calm, Maude presented
the invitation. It was accepted graciously, but Oh Brother!! were we all holding our tongues
in our cheeks, with our eyes glued to our text books. How much of our prank was suspected
we did not know. When school was out, the floor sweeper for the day being absent, I
volunteered to do the job, and, taking a broom, I was soon busy. Then, to my chagrin,
that man took another broom and started to help me. I do not know whether my face was
flushed with guilt, or drained of color with misgivings. At any rate, before the job was
completed I had confessed the whole thing, but I had not called forth the wrath I had
expected. Had I dared look, I may have seen a wickedly mischievious grin on that man's
face.
was devoting his time to the 5th and 6th grades, across the center aisle, and five or six
young 7th and 8th grade villianesses put our heads together in an opposite corner. First,
we had to draft an invitation, which was no great trouble, then I was to copy it. Now, this girl's
writing looked like the tracings of a seismograph's recordings of a violent distant earthquake,
and my production was more than successful. Of course we became convulsed with a sort
of under-our-breaths type of laughter that almost became hysteria before we gained our
control and got back, each to her own seat. Then, when all was calm, Maude presented
the invitation. It was accepted graciously, but Oh Brother!! were we all holding our tongues
in our cheeks, with our eyes glued to our text books. How much of our prank was suspected
we did not know. When school was out, the floor sweeper for the day being absent, I
volunteered to do the job, and, taking a broom, I was soon busy. Then, to my chagrin,
that man took another broom and started to help me. I do not know whether my face was
flushed with guilt, or drained of color with misgivings. At any rate, before the job was
completed I had confessed the whole thing, but I had not called forth the wrath I had
expected. Had I dared look, I may have seen a wickedly mischievious grin on that man's
face.
Well, anyway, it was agreed that he
would go with us, and when we met at our
rendezvous, here he came with a bag of hardtack. All went merry, and nothing was ever
done to punish our deed. And that was only one of many of our heathenish pranks, pulled
off on a surprisingly wise and patient pedagog--surely one of the kindest, most tolerant
teachers that bunch of goons ever had. I can only surmise that it was because he was the
same kind of kid at heart that we were.
rendezvous, here he came with a bag of hardtack. All went merry, and nothing was ever
done to punish our deed. And that was only one of many of our heathenish pranks, pulled
off on a surprisingly wise and patient pedagog--surely one of the kindest, most tolerant
teachers that bunch of goons ever had. I can only surmise that it was because he was the
same kind of kid at heart that we were.
Soon spring examinations came, and Leeds had a
class of four eighth grade
graduates, something unheard of before. Bess and I were among them.
graduates, something unheard of before. Bess and I were among them.
His year in Leeds did not break him
of his chosen teacher career, tho he may
have exercised great care in selecting where he would teach next--not in Leeds. Even
at that, he still loves Leeds, and is loved in return byLeeds as warmly
in his late seventies
as in his "roaring twenties."
have exercised great care in selecting where he would teach next--not in Leeds. Even
at that, he still loves Leeds, and is loved in return by
as in his "roaring twenties."
As a sort of postlude, I will state
that Bess had become so dedicated to the work of
obtaining an education, that she had no part in our many parties, and riotous quests for
fun. Was it her loss, or gain?
obtaining an education, that she had no part in our many parties, and riotous quests for
fun. Was it her loss, or gain?
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