Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
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things that they ordinarily read, because I knew them by heart, but once in a great while the teacher<br />
would take a notion to have them read out of a newspaper, or some other printed matter, and I made<br />
bad work of it."<br />
Among the wealthy people at Oneonta, which is situated on the other side of the mountains from<br />
where <strong>Phineas</strong> F. <strong>Bresee</strong> was born, were the Huntingtons and E. R. Ford. One day, the latter<br />
approached the father of <strong>Phineas</strong>, and told him that he wanted to sell or trade him a magnificent<br />
place that he owned over on the Charlotte river, which was between Oneonta and Davenport, just<br />
on the edge of the town of Davenport, and about on a line between Oneonta and Davenport. The<br />
result was that the <strong>Bresee</strong> family acquired the Ford property, turning in their farm as part payment.<br />
The new place was much more valuable than their former home, and was one of the most beautiful<br />
places in all that section of country. There were so many buildings on it, that it was like a little<br />
village. Of this farm, where he lived so many years and did so much hard work, Doctor <strong>Bresee</strong> says:<br />
"There was a real good house, fine outbuildings, a wagonhouse and barn, a cowhouse, a cheese and<br />
milkhouse, a cornhouse, and hoghouses, all nicely painted like a little village. The dwelling was<br />
white and all the other buildings were trimmed with white. E. R. Ford's brother, Jacob, lived on this<br />
place, but did not make a success of it, and the probability is that Mr. Ford got out of heart with his<br />
brother and sold it. At any rate, we moved there just after I was twelve years old. I did not go to<br />
school much of the time while there, although there was a schoolhouse right on our place. The fact<br />
was, I was getting too smart to go to a little district school, with some young woman teacher who<br />
did not know as much about arithmetic and algebra as I did. I think I had commenced the study of<br />
algebra. <strong>In</strong> fact, I could have gone to school to very fine advantage to almost anybody; for I could<br />
not spell. I never could spell. I never knew anything about grammar. The only kind of books that we<br />
had were the spelling book, the arithmetic, etc. Every winter I studied in the beginning of the spelling<br />
book about the consonants, the vowels, the diphthongs, and those things, and I never could learn<br />
them; so that a little smattering of the forepart of the spelling book, and the arithmetic, and a little<br />
reading and history, etc., was about all the education I had."<br />
For two winters he attended a little school called an academy, at Oneonta. It was a sort of a select<br />
school, taught by Isaac T. Dann, a man of considerable talent and education. At that school, young<br />
<strong>Phineas</strong> got a start in Latin Grammar, which was the first idea he ever had of grammar of any kind.<br />
He also learned a little algebra, geometry, trigonometry, and other rudimentary things. Later for a<br />
very short time he attended the academy at Franklin village, conducted by Doctor Kerr, a man of<br />
culture and a good teacher. The strain, however, of studying and doing farm work at the same time,<br />
was too much for <strong>Phineas</strong>, and his health gave way. That was the end of his education, so far as<br />
regular attendance at school was concerned. While he attended the Franklin academy, he became<br />
very studious, and after that he spent much time in the study of Latin, Greek, and other branches.<br />
Of this period of his life Doctor <strong>Bresee</strong> says: "I worked on the farm very hard. My father was an<br />
exceedingly hard worker. I worked there most of the time for about four years, after which my father<br />
sold out, and we went to West Davenport, where he bought a few things in a store. It was the only<br />
store there, a kind of a general merchandise country store. My father bought a half interest in it, and<br />
in the contract of purchase, it was agreed that I was to serve as a clerk in the store."