After my graduation, there was the problem of where I was going to college. There was the nagging problem of finance. But my main concern was my mother's failing health. I felt that my family would look after her in my absence. But I also felt she would be better of with me by her side.

Since I was only sixteen years old, I yielded to the advice to work and study a year before going off to college.

In the fall of 1884 my mother had a stroke and died. My family and community rallied around me for support. I went to live with my Aunt Minerva. And I was able to obtain a job as a timekeeper for a construction project. I made a fabulous salary of one dollar a day.


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