One sunny morning, at a North Carolina crossroads marked by a ruined chapel on a hill, a traveler climbed wearily from his horse. There, in the shade of a big poplar tree, William Richardson Davie, the future governor of the state, took a long, cool draught from the jug beside him, and gazed about. "Here," he said to himself, "we will put our new university."
Last week, more than 150 years later, the ivy-covered Davie Poplar still stood on the campus at Chapel Hill as a clutch of topflight U.S. educators (among them...
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