St. Clair County
Schools

More About Schools
(By: Rev. B.F. Lawler)
About the year 1846 Uriel L. Sutherland
taught school at Union school house, a little west of the
cemetery where Bert Gardner now lived on Coon Creek in St.
Clair county.
Sutherland was son-in-law to Major Harris
both then living on the large farm now owned by Mr. Adamson.
He rode a stout horse named “Sawney” and took behind him on
same horse his son Sam, and a cousin of Sam’s named Sam Rickey
both small boys.
Mr. Sutherland was the only man of wealth
I knew who was able and willing to teach school.
The house was built of hewn logs and a
large porch to accommodate the overflow of people when
religious meetings were held there which was frequent.
A few classes in school, as such,
recited, but many pursued theirs separately as if they were
the only one in school, taxing the teacher in and out of
school hours to give personal attention to them.
Robert and James Boswell rode six miles
every morning and evening and Albert and Martha Culbertson
walked three miles every morning and evening to attend that
school. Little John Gash came from Sac River and many others
came from greater or less distances went there and it was a
great school.
The discipline was strict, even severe,
but the school was excellent and most pupils came there for
business and the noon hour was a mere incident, there being
little time for play, “town ball” was common for boys, but I
do not remember the girls to have had any play.
Tables of weights and measures had to be
memorized; bushels, pecks, quarts, pints, grains, scruples and
drams; ounces and pounds, Avoirdupoise and troy; seconds,
minutes, hours, days, months and three hundred sixty-five
days, five hours, forty-eight minutes and forty-eight seconds
had to be given to every solar year.
“Spelling by heart” was one of the fine
arts with us and writing with a quill pen was a leading
accomplishment.
There seemed to be no jealousy in regard
to dress as all wore home-made clothing to the best of my
recollection.
I had just begun to find a place close to
the head of my class and feel my mental feet as being on the
path of learning.
Convenient writing desks were put up and
glass let in the light, but benches with backs held the right
of way for seats. Dinners were plain food but there was a
difference in the appearance of the baskets or vessels in
which victuals came to school and a few vessels had much
better food than others – would not that be so now?
Only a few studied grammar, but they had
to recite every word, each one, and few questions were asked
and no lecture given. Parsing was common, but the structure of
a sentence was not mentioned and to this day there is no great
improvement in some of the descendants of some of those
ancient peoples.
I have been asked to write some of these
things for comparison and encouragement for our schools now.
Suppose that great school, for it was
great, could have had our High School orchestra and a literary
programme introduced suddenly, what do you think would have
been their impression: What of our black-boards? What of our
lecture and question methods of teaching?
What if they could have heard the
president of the school board say a few words of encouragement
at the opening of school saying at the close of his speech
that the teacher was put in control of the school and that the
board was behind the teacher and that the law was behind the
school board.
Suppose these pupils from far and near
could have felt the force of such a statement as that? They
hardly knew there was a school board. They scarcely knew the
law had anything to do with education. Could they have known
that the school board and the law were their friends as well
as the friends of the teacher do you know they would have
“felt good”?
I have written account of a leading
country school sixty-seven years ago in St. Clair county and
the reader can compare. I highly appreciate the great
advancement we have now, but I have happy day dreams of the
mellow light of those days as our young minds opened to the
possibilities of great things in the providence of God.


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