UMPQUA ACADEMY 35 here thy proud waves shall be stayed/' The log upon which she stood broke loose, turned over, rolled upon her and crushed her to death. But the limits set have been far transcended It would have been interesting to have said something concerning Prof. T. F. Royal, principal of the Umpqua Academy for years. He had many noble traits, fine teaching ability, great sincerity, earnestness and integrity. His wife, Mrs. M. A. Royal, was a noble woman, intelligent, cultured, tactful, a fine teacher of music, drawing and botany, who had skill in making her les- sons intensely interesting. At this moment I recall that the first school paper at the academy was called The Rosebud. It consisted of hand writ- ten articles by the pupils. It had a back made of white draw- ing paper, fastened with a ribbon. Underneath the outside title was the picture of a rose bud, painted in water colors by Mrs. Royal. The date was May, 1856. How interested and proud all were when the little paper was read that Friday afternoon. There comes to mind many incidents preceding, during, and just after the Civil War. A number of the older of the early students went to Roseburg to hear speakers during the vari- ous campaigns. I remember well of hearing Delazon Smith, Geo. L. Woods, Tom Dryer and 1 numerous others. There were hot times politically then, and the academy boys were all in- tensely loyal to the Union. How the war news stirred us, and how we waited almost holding our breath for the thrilling news of the battles, and how the boys, and girls, too, rang out the war songs of the times. How the patriotic thrills ran to our very finger tips. When the news of Lincoln's assassination came, what an overwhelming tide of grief swept over us ! We held a memor- ial meeting just afterwards in the Academy, which was public for all. I wrote a dirge, and a class of us sang it. That evening the building was crowded, and the air was vibrant with deep emotion. There was sobbing and crying all over the
