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Frederick H. Dyer, Compendium of the War of the Rebellion: Regimental Histories 162 162 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 119 119 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1. 25 25 Browse Search
William Tecumseh Sherman, Memoirs of General William T. Sherman . 23 23 Browse Search
Maj. Jed. Hotchkiss, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 3, Virginia (ed. Clement Anselm Evans) 21 21 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Massachusetts in the Army and Navy during the war of 1861-1865, vol. 1, Condensed history of regiments. 20 20 Browse Search
The Atlanta (Georgia) Campaign: May 1 - September 8, 1864., Part I: General Report. (ed. Maj. George B. Davis, Mr. Leslie J. Perry, Mr. Joseph W. Kirkley) 20 20 Browse Search
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: Volume 2. 18 18 Browse Search
Comte de Paris, History of the Civil War in America. Vol. 3. (ed. Henry Coppee , LL.D.) 18 18 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Irene E. Jerome., In a fair country 17 17 Browse Search
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Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, VI: in and out of the pulpit (search)
son had recently been ordained at the neighboring town of Bradford (or Groveland), to Mr. Higginson's surprise, who thought Wasson too heretical for any council to admit. Mr. F. B. Sanborn remembers encountering in that region a country youth who summed up the two independent clergymen thus: Wal, he's [Wasson] a sort of infidel; he says he don't take much stock in th' old saints; Mista Hinkerson [Higginson], daown ta the Port, 's the sweetest saint I ever knew. After attending some of the May anniversary meetings, Mr. Higginson reported that he had spoken his mind freely about the emptiness of Unitarian gatherings. Some present did not approve, and other elders who were there said it should have been said long ago and had been long felt. I am very sure that good will come of what I said: they need a note of discord to break the general monotony of the meetings. To Mr. Wasson he confided some of his professional anxieties:— Nov. 17, 1851. Something must be done with
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, XIII: Oldport Days (search)
ckerel. On one occasion he wrote:— I got 5 children back with no injury or loss beyond a hat, a sack and a pair of india-rubbers. This I think was doing well. Exercise was his panacea for all ills, and if he felt under a cloud a longish walk was the remedy. After a walk of nine miles, he reported, On leaving I was rather depressed, but came back satisfied with everything in the world. To vary these walks riding on horseback was again attempted, without much success. He wrote in May:— First ride for season. . . . I have ridden only once or twice since the war-partly from surfeit (at first) partly economy, partly some uneasiness about my side where I was wounded. But he learned to ride the old-fashioned velocipede, and found that his work at the gymnasium helped him, in body and mind. It stops off all other thoughts for an hour—a day—which walking does not, besides the delightful glow in chest and arms. For evening amusement there was a chess club, and the dram
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, XV: journeys (search)
regret that I could not look on the Irish hills with quite the intense delight they inspired when they were my first glimpse of Europe. Arrived again in London, in May, he writes:— Went to see Prof. Masson at the Athenaeum Club and found that I am admitted as a guest through [Sir Frederick] Pollock and Hughes. It is a grea as much of both as Agassiz. Colonel Higginson had been appointed a delegate to a Prison Reform Convention at Stockholm, and of a preparatory English meeting in May he said:— The one interesting person was Cardinal Manning—such a prepossessing and distinguished man, the very ideal of an ecclesiastic—tall, spare, with nobkinsman, who for the sake of a tie of blood 250 years old had thus given us the position of temporary Guardsmen—in England a very high title. The latter part of May he went to Beckenham, to dine and sleep at Mr. Darwin's . . . Oh! the beauty of Darwin's grounds, just a window looking on a few flower pots for the foreg
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, XVI: the crowning years (search)
ity, joining in the latter. Aldrich's Monody on the Death of Wendell Phillips, beginning,— One by one they go Into the unknown dark, was read, this being a poem for which Colonel Higginson had deeply cared. His ashes were deposited in the Cambridge Cemetery by the side of the little grave where he had strewn flowers on Decoration Day for thirty years. Of this spot, overlooking the Charles River Valley and commanding a view of the city of his birth, he had written:— Shadows come and shadows go O'er the meadows wide; Twice each day, to and fro, Steals the river-tide; Each morn with sunrise-glow Gilds the green hillside. On the bright May morning of 1911, when we stood there sorrowing, Dr. Crothers recalled a thought which had come to him in the church when he heard the bugle sounding Taps and the distant response. I thought, he said, of the passing of Mr. Valiant-for-truth in Pilgrim's Progress. So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side.