This was the work of between two and three years.
Dr. Gardiner's manners were kind and conciliating to me, and he always received me good-naturedly.
He was fond of having a small circle at supper, and often invited me,—an attention which he showed to no other of his pupils, most of them being too young.
I was then seventeen.
I met, at these pleasant suppers, Mr. William S. Shaw, the founder of the Athenaeum; Mr. William Wells, a pretty good classical scholar, bred in England, from 1798 to 1800 a tutor in Harvard College; the Rev. Joseph Buckminster, the most brilliant and cultivated preacher of the time; James Ogilvie, a Scotchman, who gave very striking lectures in Boston, on various subjects, and made very effective recitations from Scott, Campbell, and Moore, some of which he sometimes repeated to us after supper; and Mr. James Savage, already one of my friends, and my father's.
Other persons were there, and sometimes ladies, amongst whom was Miss Lucy Buckminster, s