pale _ I was not a Campbellite. Realizing this fully _ and being willfully set on not being one _ I never asked to see his boys paper but once.
If I had been sufficiently subservient and fawning I would have had the advantage of being somewhat tolerantly regarded by the Campbellites. But I stick independently on my own ground and accepted the conditions of school life as being in control of the Campbellites and their hangers-on. The school teacher was a Campbellite _ and what a mean one. His name was Wood and he delighted in showing the Campbellites that he was of them. It was my earliest experience of a clique, which is a form of gangsterism. Soon I went to the grammar school in the town. Vacaville was
but a tiny village, yet the school had two teachers. Small as the place was it nevertheless had for me the spirit of a metropolis. The school did not know anything about religion or care. No boy was judged by the church his people belonged to. It was not even known, or if known, not thought of. The place had in this respect the broad spirit of a metropolis though I merely accepted the new conditions without knowing the reason. I accepted the new conditions joyfully. It changed me at once. At once I began to expand. I took my proper place in the games on the school grounds and developed an intense love of play which never left me. It was for me miraculous change.
The Williams boys, our cousins, and Leila Williams, had many