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City of Chippewa Falls
(1900)

History of Chippewa Falls,   pp. [unnumbered]-39


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CITY OF CHIPPEWA FALLS.
and mother and their sons, Eldga and FIank
came to Wisconsin and settled in St ,rtix Coun-
ty, near River Falls, "hen Edgar Ias e-- than
four years old, and Frank eighteen months. The
years that lollowe  were years of pioneer life.
Edgar wis quick    lea  nii, much more -o than I.
He sys in an    rticle on his school das: 'It
nevoe hltheo'rd Ine To recite my lessons and so I
always stood at the head of my class. I could
stick miy big to throoh a knothole in the Iloor
and work out the w ost difficult problem. With
patent medicine, sold books on subscription and
studied law."
Aiong the earliest recollections of our Wiscon-
sin life is the incident of my being bitten by a rat-
1leo snake wheii I wais four years old, when Edgar
was present.More than thirty years later when
we were visiting in a slightly connivial manner,
and reviewing ol nmemories, lie said:
"I)o you know I have always thought that your
snake lite affected my system as well as yours.
Many tinies I have used the well-known antidote
letter writer I ever saw. He would write more
personal letters in the course of a year, and put
more in them of fun and philosophy, than any
otlier man of his day. in 1876, Edgar went West,
leaving the old farm in the Kinnikinnick valley.
This was a parting of the ways to us. It meant
not only our separation, but it was sort of a
boundary line between boyhood and manhood. He
was then 26 years of age, and for a few years just
prior to that time we had both been more or less
away from home attending school, teaching, study-
BILL NYE'S HOME.
mi\ knothole I was safe, without it I would ihesi-
tate. A large, red-headed boy, my rival, discov-
ered that 1 was dependent upon that knothole.
One night lie stole into the schoolhouse and plug-
ged it up. Then the large red-headed boy who had
not formed the knothole haiti, went to the head
of the class, and remained there.' "
"Like a young lad of wuhoin Emerson wrote,
Edgar did most everything before he finally set-
tled down to newspaper work. 1e fariel, teamed.
worked in a grist mill, taught school, peddled
with that in view, and if persisted in, I think I
shall escape the effects of your early misfortune."
I asked him if he thought that the dispensation
was just, that gav    e  the poison, anul him the
antidote, and he replied that le was perfectly wil-
ling to divide the antidote."
"Quite likely the fault is with ie, but lie iever
semed so fuiny to ne after lie conmmeIIced his
newspaper life as in his younger ulays. I felt
somehow that there was milore in him thiani his
writings realized. lie was the most remarkable
ing law, etc., but the old home was hoie and we
had no other."
"The attachient between us as boys was un-
usual even for brothers. We grew up together.
'his meamis a good deal. We ranibled and played
together. We whistled aid sang together. We
ate and slept together. We rejoiced amid wept to-
gether. We were of one niind, with one ambitioc.
We built tile aircastles of youth together and to-
gohier saw theiii iimelt and fade away. We wiere
by the ties of nature and association ever as one.


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