It took nine tailors (1948)

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26 IT TOOK NINE TAILORS Indiana. We arrived there in the fall of 1906, free of inhibitions and cocky as a couple of fox terriers. Culver is a miniature or junior-size West Point. New arrivals are called plebes and a plebe is the dirt beneath an upperclassman's shoes; but to add insult to injury, a plebe has to clean and polish the shoes while he is being stepped on. Henry and I certainly learned about discipline at Culver, and we soon told ourselves that if we ever got out of "star" and back to Grand mere we would obey her slightest whim. During the year we were in Culver Father became very well acquainted with Charles Schmidt, who was chief engineer for the Peerless Automobile Company. Mr. Schmidt was naturally enthusiastic about the future of the automobile and he convinced Father that the world was soon to be taken over by engineers. Father questioned him about the best place to send his two sons in order to prepare them for careers as engineers, and Mr. Schmidt recommended Cornell University. So the following fall Henry and I were sent to "Pop" Stiles's University Preparatory School in Ithaca to "bone" for Cornell and engineering. My instructor in mathematics at University Prep was the late Louis Wolheim. He had a mind like a calculating machine and a face that looked as though it had been run over by a truck. It took Louis only three days to discover that I was helpless when wrestling with an algebraic equation. He dragged me through advanced algebra and solid geometry by brute strength and sheer genius as a teacher. And I have a suspicion that it was because of his yearlong struggle to knock math into my head that he gave up the teaching profession in despair and went to Broadway to look for a job as an actor. Although Louis Wolheim became well publicized as an intellectual Thespian who had once tutored Cornell students in higher mathematics, it is not so generally known that he also tutored them in less academic accomplishments. He was an astute student of the cardboards and the "galloping dominoes ." Whenever "well-heeled" students of Cornell gathered for a big