A resourceful pedagog gets about a good bit. That thought might have occurred, 14 years ago, to a tall, youngish psychology professor whose grey eyes looked out from droopy eyelids at the leisurely charm of the University of North Carolina. Harry Woodburn Chase had been born in 1883 into a family in Groveland, Mass, which was said to have moved only five miles in 300 years. At Dartmouth he had taken his A.B.; at Clark University in Worcester (Mass.) his doctorate. Married to a Midwesterner, he went to North Carolina's Chapel Hill...
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