The Rev. Jeremiah Chaplin rested on his oars and gazed with tired satisfaction over the Kennebec River valley. He had rowed 20 miles upriver. There, he decided that June day in 1818, was an ideal site for his Maine Literary and Theological Institution.
A hundred years later, the site no longer seemed ideal. A smelly paper mill and a railroad yard hemmed in the school (now renamed Colby College).
In 1930 Colby decided to move to a hillside spot just outside Waterville, Me. The college had a new president, Franklin Winslow Johnson, a square-jawed Colby graduate, who had written a clause into his...
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