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Prologue: Campus Centennial

James H. Capshew Indiana University Press ePub


Nearly everyone who has ever attended Indiana University will tell you there is no place in the world like Indiana. They sometimes attempt to explain that statement but they cannot. When they ejaculate that there is no place in all the world like Indiana, they are thinking about something else. They are thinking about spring days when the campus is bursting with fragrance, vivid with color of blossoms and new leaves, and then the moon is bright – it is undeniable that spring is nowhere in the world as it is at Indiana. They are thinking about autumn evenings when dusk has settled. . . . They are thinking about hundreds of wholesome, pleasant people, who were their friends. They are thinking something about Indiana which none of them could ever express in words. These persons who make such broad unqualified statements about Indiana say that they have since tried living in many other places but that somehow the tang is missing.

Ernie Pyle, 1922


Presidential timber stood tall on the ground at the verdant campus of Indiana University in June 1920 as the university celebrated its centennial. The university had endured fire and drought, a wholesale move to a different campus, ten presidents, and nearly ninety commencements. All of the living former IU presidents – David Starr Jordan, John M. Coulter, and Joseph Swain – had come. Each one had served on the Indiana faculty before his selection as president, and both Coulter and Swain were alumni. The current president, William Lowe Bryan, was also an alumnus and Indiana faculty member before becoming president in 1902. In fact, so many other college and university presidents were drawn from the ranks of Indiana alumni and faculty beginning in the 1890s that IU possessed a growing reputation as the “Mother of College Presidents.”1

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Chapter XII Removal and Final Attack—Battle of Dry Creek

Revised by William Rathmell. Edited with an Introduction and Annotations by Robert K. DeArment University of North Texas Press PDF


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removal and final attack— battle of dry creek


The prisoners feared a mob worse than ever when they saw the crowd, and asked Johnson if he would arm them if they were attacked.

“Yes, I will,” he said.

There were two hacks and a buggy in sight. The six prisoners and driver got into one of the hacks and started, Clift and Burkhart, who were chained together, occupying the front seat by Martin, the driver, who was unarmed, for fear the prisoners might take his weapons from him when the attack was made. The four Marlows occupied the back seats.2 In the second hack were the two deputy marshals, Edward

Johnson, a kinsman of ex-Attorney General Garland,3 who had command of the party; Sam Criswell and the other guards, who were all heavily armed.4


The chapter title under the heading “Chapter XII” was inadvertently omitted in the Rathmell edition.


The lead vehicle was a three-seated hack driven by P. A. Martin (not “George” Martin as stated in Crouch, History of Young County, 118, and Raine, Famous Sheriffs, 37). Beside Martin sat Louis Clift (called “Pitts” by Johnson) and William Burkhart, chained together at the ankles.

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Chapter 18: Deadly Ambush

Paul Lee Johnson University of North Texas Press PDF


Deadly Ambush

At the height of the rumors about cowboy retribution at Fronteras, it was rumored that the New Mexican outlaw “Billy the Kid” organized a gang to go “clean out” the Mexican village. By late July, the entire nation was enthralled by news of his death. He was shot through the heart at midnight by a lawman who had relentlessly hunted him down. The specifics of his life or the context of the lop-sided war within Lincoln County, New Mexico, remained unimportant. A notoriously dangerous killer who was scheduled to hang but made a bloody break from jail, Billy Bonney stole the limelight and his death spawned a legend. The sensational story was repeated again and again. “The

Kid” personified many cowboy outlaws.1

In Cochise County, word of the cowboys’ brush with Mexicans on the border also began to find its way into print, many days after the event.

Typically, the garbling of facts and the assumption that Mexicans were the perpetrators tended to skew the reporting:

… about the 26th of last month, a party of Mexicans from Sonora made a raid into the Animas and adjoining valleys, and rounding up several hundred animals, started with them through the Guadaloupe

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1. The Johnson Years (1965–68): A Remarkable Time to Begin in Congress

Lee H. Hamilton Indiana University Press ePub

THE NOVEMBER 1964 ELECTION THAT BROUGHT ME TO CONGRESS was also the Lyndon Johnson landslide over Barry Goldwater. The four years that I would serve in Congress during the Johnson years—in the 89th and 90th Congresses—were a memorable, tumultuous time.

Legislation came at us very quickly. I was sworn into office on January 4, 1965, and by April we had passed the Elementary and Secondary Education Act, the first of sixty major bills we passed that Congress. President Johnson felt he had a clear mandate from the election, and he was poised to strike. Much of the legislation had been developed by President Kennedy, so Johnson had an agenda handed to him. And many of the major bills were fully aired and, to Johnson’s mind, fully settled during the campaign. So it was full speed ahead.

The 89th was a Congress in which the president clearly took the lead, and Johnson was relentless in pursuing his agenda and in his follow-up with Congress. He had great energy and focus, and a thorough knowledge of the institution and its members. He enjoyed the legislative process and had been involved in it for much of his life. He was constantly on the phone to members of Congress, making dozens of calls every day. Like other members I was cornered by Johnson on several occasions, his index finger poking against my chest as he told me why a bill needed to be passed. The question on his mind was always, How do I get your vote? Johnson was a dealmaker and he used the full powers of his office—which were considerable—to close the deal, whether it was promising a federal building or bridge for your district, offering you a trip overseas, or appointing someone you knew to an office. Anything he needed to do, he’d do.

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8. The O in the No

Paula Young Lee Travelers' Tales ePub

Chapter Eight

The O in the No

The cat that cannot reach the meat says it stinks.

Persian proverb.

Seven A.M. Sunday. There is no hunting today, so John is sitting morosely at his breakfast, eating French toast made with warm eggs just laid by the hens. I swear the chickens looked proud of themselves when I went to the henhouse this morning. Some days, they are too busy bickering to notice me hovering by the door in my pajamas and boots. Other times, they press forward, expecting me to give them nice tasty worms. Today, they practically stuck a name tag on each shell so Id know which hen laid which egg. By the time I trundled back to the human house, John was sitting at table, waiting for his breakfast, and reading Uncle Henrys because I hide Guns & Ammo on church day. Uncle Henrys has a Firearms section that he checks religiously. He also looks for snowmobiles, ATVs, and tractors.

His mother wanders in the kitchen, looking for coffee.

Hey Mum, he calls without preamble. You want a peacock?

No, she says flatly.

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