An ignorant municipal council had later, when natural gas threatened to boom the town into cityhood, changed Buckeye Lane to University Avenue, but the community refused to countenance any such impious trifling with tradition.

And besides, Madison prided herself then as now on being a college that taught the humanities in all soberness, according to ideals brought out of New England by its founders.

The proposed change caused an historic clash between town and gown in which the gown triumphed.

University forsooth! Professor Kelton's house was guarded on all sides by trees and shrubbery, and a tall privet hedge shut it off from the Lane.

He tended with his own hands a flower garden whose roses were the despair of all the women of the community.