Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . ing up his eyes said, Good evening, my me till I finish this paragraph. Sitting back inhis chair, he said, I wrote you to know where you gotthe paint that you used on my horse. The whole thingwas called up so suddenly that the culprit could only tellhim the street and number. The doctor replied, It is now a week since your artisticwork, and the paint is dried on, but you can use turpen-tine and clean it off. John will bring the horse out to thepump at nine oclock to-morrow morning and help you doit. 0 M. em
Memories of Brown; traditions and recollections gathered from many sources . ing up his eyes said, Good evening, my me till I finish this paragraph. Sitting back inhis chair, he said, I wrote you to know where you gotthe paint that you used on my horse. The whole thingwas called up so suddenly that the culprit could only tellhim the street and number. The doctor replied, It is now a week since your artisticwork, and the paint is dried on, but you can use turpen-tine and clean it off. John will bring the horse out to thepump at nine oclock to-morrow morning and help you doit. 0 M. emortes Oi B rown Not another word was said about it. He turned theconversation upon the boys studies and his college course,and encouraged him in his work. The story soon becameknown around the campus, and some time later in hisrecitation-room Dr. Wayland said, Never enter on anydoubtful course, for be sure your sin will find you is nothing so difficult to keep as your own secret,and in an unguarded moment you will say the word horseT John Ledyard Deiiison^ i^SB-. Memories of Brown 11 The Story of Dr. Waylands Cow IN 1856 I became a member of the household of B. Simmons of Providence, who was analumnus of Brown in the class of 1851. Dr. Simmonstried to interest and encourage me to persevere in acourse of education, and frequently rehearsed some itemof history of his Alma Mater,— not always dwelling onthe serious work of college life, but often referring toabsurd and questionable pranks of mischievous one that I remember most clearly was the story ofthe capture and sale of Moss Rose, Dr. Waylandsbeautiful cow. This valuable animal disappeared, and notrace of her could be found, although careful inquiry wasmade through the town, in Seekonk and in other adjoin-ing towns. Finally the search was abandoned, and an-other cow was bought. This new cow proved to be verysatisfactory, and her milk was almost equal in quality tothat of Moss Rose. In fact th
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