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James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen 2 0 Browse Search
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days on which rain falls is, between latitudes 12° and 43° north, 78; between latitudes 43° and 50° north, 103, between latitudes 50° and 60° north, 161. Local circumstances, however, largely interfere with this; at Rome, for instance, there are but 64 days of rain in the year, and at Padua 120. London has 220 dry days in the year, and Dublin but 150. The number of days of heavy rain is nearly the same at both places, — from 16 to 32 annually. Dr. Heberden found that on top of Westminster Abbey, from July, 1766, to July, 1767, but 12.099 inches of rain fell; on top of a lower building near by 18.139 inches; and at the ground, 22.608 inches. At York, as determined by Phillips in 1834-35, the amount at an elevation of 213 feet was 14.963 inches; 44 feet, 19.852 inches; at the ground, 25.706 inches. At the Paris Observatory the relative amounts falling three meters from the surface of the earth, and a station twenty-seven meters above this, were as 1.116 to 1. The effe
Ernest Crosby, Garrison the non-resistant, Chapter 2: the Boston mob (search)
his host on receiving him and hearing his name lifted up his hands and exclaimed, Why, my dear sir, I thought that you were a black man, and I have consequently invited this company of ladies and gentlemen to be present to welcome Mr. Garrison, the black advocate of emancipation from America! He had in fact supposed that no white American could plead for the slave as he had done in the Liberator. This was a compliment to the editor indeed! Garrison attended Wilberforce's funeral at Westminster Abbey, an humble follower in a distinguished throng, but destined to do even more for the African race than the great Englishman. On landing at New York on his return from England in 1833, Garrison was present at a meeting called for the purpose of organizing a City Anti-Slavery Society. The enemies of the movement had issued circulars calling for a pro-slavery demonstration at the same time and place, with the object of breaking up the meeting, and a mob of drunken blackguards came toge
Archibald H. Grimke, William Lloyd Garrison the Abolitionist, Chapter 7: master strokes. (search)
l England was watching the closing scene in the drama of West India Emancipation. He was an eye-witness of the crowning triumph of the English Abolitionists, viz., the breaking by Act of Parliament of the fetters of eight hundred thousand slaves. He was in time to greet his great spiritual kinsman, William Wilberforce, and to undeceive him in respect of the Colonization Society, before death claimed his body, and to follow him to his last resting-place by the side of Pitt and Fox, in Westminster Abbey. A highly interesting incident of this visit is best told in Mr. Garrison's own words. He said: On arriving in London I received a polite invitation by letter from Mr. Buxton to take breakfast with him. Presenting myself at the appointed time, when my name was announced, instead of coming forward promptly to take me by the hand, he scrutinized me from head to foot, and then inquired, Have I the pleasure of addressing Mr. Garrison, of Boston, in the United States? Yes, sir,
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 29: acts of homage (search)
nder such circumstances as to form but a trivial part of their career. Who can doubt that, fifty years hence, the disproportion will be far greater than now? After all is said and done, the circle of American writers who established our nation's literature, half a century ago, were great because they were first and chiefly American; and of the Americans who have permanently transplanted themselves for literary purposes it is pretty certain that James and Bret Harte would have developed more lasting power had they remained at home. Transplanting helps tulips, but it is a doubtful aid to human intellects. Why is it not as great a thing to be fellow-countrymen of Emerson and Hawthorne as of Tennyson and Browning? Even of these last names, it is to be remembered that Tennyson lived the life of a recluse, and Browning lived so much out of England that the fact was urged strongly by a brother author, James Payn, as a source of objection to his being buried in Westminster Abbey. 1896
vember 24, 1847, and many manuscript notes from his pen. Oliver Wendell Holmes has eighteen volumes, including his first collection of poems published anonymously. Among the manuscript rareties are two portfolios of Margaret Fuller's letters and writings, deposited by Col. T. W. Higginson; the Letters given by the English Longfellow Memorial to the Longfellow Memorial Association of Cambridge, with the autographs of eminent Englishmen interested in obtaining the bust of the poet for Westminster Abbey; and the Cambridge Light Infantry Orderly Book of 1815, contributed by Mr. Lucius R. Paige. There are also important manuscripts by Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, and other authors. This room is also coming to be a museum of souvenirs and relics connected with local history, some of which are of much antiquarian or artistic interest. A large glass case has recently been added for the old regimental flag presented to the library by the 38th regiment of the Massachusetts Volu
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 2, Chapter 7: the World's Convention.—1840. (search)
gers and I have boarded at the same house with Stanton and his wife, Colver, Grosvenor, James and Lucretia Mott, Isaac Winslow and daughter, Abby Southwick, (who are all well), and several other delegates. At Mark Moore's, No. 6 Queen St. Place, Southwark Bridge, Cheapside ( Life of J. And L. Mott, p. 149). Mrs. Stanton is a fearless Elizabeth Cady Stanton. woman, and goes for woman's rights with all her soul. Stanton voted right in Convention on the question. We have been to see Westminster Abbey, the Museum, the Tunnel, the Tower, Let us write Peace on earth and good will to men on the outer wall! cried Garrison, as we gazed on the gloomy old receptacle, as we left it (N. P. Rogers, Lib. 10.143). St. Paul's, etc., etc. The talk now is, that we shall leave for Scotland in the course of a week, under the care and guidance of George Thompson. I feel considerable curiosity to see Glasgow and Edinburgh, and the Scottish highlands; yet can I truly say, There's no place like home
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 11: first mission to England.—1833. (search)
cting interviews with Buxton, Wilberforce, and Clarkson. He exposes Elliott Cresson and the Colonization scheme in Exeter Hall and elsewhere, and secures a protest against the latter headed by Wilberforce, who shortly dies and is buried in Westminster Abbey. Garrison attends his funeral, and then sails for America in August. The passage was a reasonably short one, of twenty days, but inexpressibly wearisome both to flesh and spirit, for Mr. Garrison was seasick within sight of Lib. 3.1 days after the reading of the bill for the second time in the House of Commons (July 26) It received the royal assent Aug. 28, 1833. Wilberforce breathed his last in London, and a week later still (August 5) his remains were interred in Westminster Abbey by the side of Fox and Pitt. In the unexampled train of mourners, behind princes of the blood-royal, prelates of the church, members of both London Breakfast to W. L. G., p. 47. Houses of Parliament, many of England's proudest nobility,
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life, XV: journeys (search)
little man, somewhat like Dr. Palfrey, face keener, and a peculiar intoning manner as he preaches, looking up to the sky every few minutes, but never at his hearers. At another time when Colonel Higginson heard Dean Stanley officiate at Westminster Abbey, he said:— Dean Stanley looked old and mediaeval, with a black velvet cap on, and wearing the red ribbon and jewel of the Bath, of which he is a sort of Chaplain. Everything was done for me at Oxford, the record continues, by Brycs meeting at the Cosmopolitan Club, Anthony Trollope, Lord Houghton, whom he knew before, brisk, small, and chatty; and of having a talk with Galton, author of Hereditary Genius. Heard a lecture from Max Muller at the Chapter House of Westminster Abbey. Afterwards I went up to speak to him and found him as pleasant as possible. He remembered at once my Sympathy of Religions which I had sent him and begged me to come to Oxford and see him. He looks quite English in style, but has a sweet
Bliss Perry, The American spirit in lierature: a chronicle of great interpreters, Chapter 5: the Knickerbocker group (search)
stinctive artistic taste, Irving used this old and sound style upon fresh American material. In Rip van Winkle and The legend of Sleepy Hollow he portrayed his native valley of the Hudson, and for a hundred years connoisseurs of style have perceived the exquisite fitness of the language to the images and ideas which Irving desired to convey. To render the Far West of that epoch this style is perhaps not big and broad enough, but when used as Irving uses it in describing Stratford and Westminster Abbey and an Old English Christmas, it becomes again a perfect medium. Hawthorne adopted it for Our Old home, and Englishmen recognized it at once as a part of their own inheritance, enriched, like certain wines, by the voyage across the Atlantic and home again. Irving wrote of England, Mr. Warner once said, as Englishmen would have liked to write about it. When he described the Alhambra and Granada and the Moors, it was the style, rich both in physical sensation and in dreamlike reverie,
Bliss Perry, The American spirit in lierature: a chronicle of great interpreters, Chapter 7: romance, poetry, and history (search)
ately infinite room for personal preference in this whole matter of poetry, but the confession of a lack of regard for Longfellow's verse must often be recognized as a confession of a lessening love for what is simple, graceful, and refined. The current of contemporary American taste, especially among consciously clever, half-trained persons, seems to be running against Longfellow. How soon the tide may turn, no one can say. Meanwhile he has his tranquil place in the Poet's Corner of Westminster Abbey. The Abbey must be a pleasant spot to wait in, for the Portland boy. Oddly enough, some of the over-sophisticated and under-experienced people who affect to patronize Longfellow assume toward John Greenleaf Whittier an air of deference. This attitude would amuse the Quaker poet. One can almost see his dark eyes twinkle and the grim lips tighten in that silent laughter in which the old man so much resembled Cooper's LeatherStocking. Whittier knew that his friend Longfellow was a
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