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Pigeon Cove (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
nature, for he spoke at Bangor on Kansas and the Union, the former being the bait and the latter the hook. I had a superb audience . . . and preached Disunion to 1500 people for $50—and no hisses. The Higginsons spent several vacations at Pigeon Cove, a wild, rocky sea-place on the North Shore. When they summered one season at the town of Princeton, they found quarters at the Post-Office. This seemed to Mr. Higginson a funny place to stay, as he fancied the mattresses would be made of exhausted mail-bags. From Pigeon Cove, he wrote to a young author:— I enjoy the freedom of my life very much, and after having my thoughts poured regularly into one channel every week for so long, it is perfectly delightful to let them wander in other directions . . . . The bathing is a regeneration of existence every day. . . . If you could put on a boy's jacket and go to sea, before the mast, for a year, it would put a vitality into your inkstand that would last your life time. . . .
Fayal (Portugal) (search for this): chapter 9
came in the autumn of 1855, when the Higginsons sailed for Fayal for Mrs. Higginson's health. They spent the winter there, Wasson took charge of the Free Church during this absence. Fayal proved to be more wonderful to the travellers than any dreg they had seen before. In Mr. Higginson's Atlantic paper, Fayal and the Portuguese (1860), these strange experiences were described. And it was in Fayal that Mr. Higginson wrote his essay called the Sympathy of Religions. This paper was afterwardted in England and also translated into French. While in Fayal, he was delighted to receive a charming letter from Agassizorcester] Natural History Society. The home-coming from Fayal Mr. Higginson described in this letter to his mother:— o intelligent, and so sick—so unlike the robust baseness of Fayal and Pico. And the foliage is so inexpressibly beautiful. he foliage is so inexpressibly beautiful. Houses agonizingly warm, after the fireless rooms of Fayal, and the chilly oce
Chicago (Illinois, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
nderful to the travellers than any dream, every inch of surface and each individual person being entirely different from anything they had seen before. In Mr. Higginson's Atlantic paper, Fayal and the Portuguese (1860), these strange experiences were described. And it was in Fayal that Mr. Higginson wrote his essay called the Sympathy of Religions. This paper was afterwards read by the author before the Free Religious Association in Boston, and later before the Parliament of Religions at Chicago in 1893. It was reprinted in England and also translated into French. While in Fayal, he was delighted to receive a charming letter from Agassiz, begging me to collect corals, starfishes, etc., of which I already have a store. And after his return, he reported:— I spent part of yesterday with Prof. Agassiz and enjoyed it very much, and he was delighted with my collection from the Azores especially the sea-urchins, of which he found eight species, some of them new. Some of the thi
Worcester (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
We suspended housekeeping awhile, for my wife's health, and have been boarding since New Year's at the queerest old rambling Hotel, one of the few old things in Worcester . . . . We are so very nicely placed here at the Lincoln House, M. is quite delighted. We have a pleasant parlor on Elm St. with a little bedroom and a large was written from Bangor:— I am writing behind the bar; many men here— they come up and read our names in the book and wonder what brings so many here from Worcester. One says, Higginson. He's the great abolitionist from Worcester, he who had the fuss in the U. S. Court—is that Theo. Brown beneath? It ought to be Theodore Worcester, he who had the fuss in the U. S. Court—is that Theo. Brown beneath? It ought to be Theodore Parker. And in the delight which this excursion gave him, he exclaimed:—I am very happy and feel ready to mount up with wings as eagles. Mr. Higginson wrote an account of this expedition for Putnam's Magazine, the article purporting to be written by a woman. The author amused himself by sending a copy to each member of th
Mount Katahdin (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
can see Indians and Katahdin. This glimpse of the great lonely Katahdin, as he describes that mountain, led the next year to a nearer acquaintance; for in 1855 the Worcester parson, accompanied by a few of his friends, made the ascent of Mount Katahdin. This letter to Mrs. Higginson was written from Bangor:— I am writing behind the bar; many men here— they come up and read our names in the book and wonder what brings so many here from Worcester. One says, Higginson. He's the great this expedition for Putnam's Magazine, the article purporting to be written by a woman. The author amused himself by sending a copy to each member of the party, that they might guess its origin. We did have a charming time on the trip to Mount Katahdin, he wrote. The 30 miles by water on our return, shooting the rapids, were the most exciting experiences I ever yet had. A later visit to Maine was of a different nature, for he spoke at Bangor on Kansas and the Union, the former being t
Maine (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
girl with a violent piano below, a man with a violent nose beside us, and two youths over our heads who apparently sleep in boots. Winter lecturing with all its drawbacks afforded a change of scene. One of his journeys took Mr. Higginson to Maine, and he wrote from Orono:— Last night I drove from Bangor with a buffalo coat on, over wonderful sleighing and felt quite like a backwoodsman. Bangor streets are crowded with uncouth sledges and teams, and at the doors of the shops hang abhe party, that they might guess its origin. We did have a charming time on the trip to Mount Katahdin, he wrote. The 30 miles by water on our return, shooting the rapids, were the most exciting experiences I ever yet had. A later visit to Maine was of a different nature, for he spoke at Bangor on Kansas and the Union, the former being the bait and the latter the hook. I had a superb audience . . . and preached Disunion to 1500 people for $50—and no hisses. The Higginsons spent seve
Kansas (Kansas, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
Mr. Higginson wrote an account of this expedition for Putnam's Magazine, the article purporting to be written by a woman. The author amused himself by sending a copy to each member of the party, that they might guess its origin. We did have a charming time on the trip to Mount Katahdin, he wrote. The 30 miles by water on our return, shooting the rapids, were the most exciting experiences I ever yet had. A later visit to Maine was of a different nature, for he spoke at Bangor on Kansas and the Union, the former being the bait and the latter the hook. I had a superb audience . . . and preached Disunion to 1500 people for $50—and no hisses. The Higginsons spent several vacations at Pigeon Cove, a wild, rocky sea-place on the North Shore. When they summered one season at the town of Princeton, they found quarters at the Post-Office. This seemed to Mr. Higginson a funny place to stay, as he fancied the mattresses would be made of exhausted mail-bags. From Pigeon Cove, h
Orono, Maine (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
quite delighted. We have a pleasant parlor on Elm St. with a little bedroom and a large closet; it fronts South and the house is brick, so it is perfectly warm and M. has stood a snowstorm without a shudder. . . . There is a girl with a violent piano below, a man with a violent nose beside us, and two youths over our heads who apparently sleep in boots. Winter lecturing with all its drawbacks afforded a change of scene. One of his journeys took Mr. Higginson to Maine, and he wrote from Orono:— Last night I drove from Bangor with a buffalo coat on, over wonderful sleighing and felt quite like a backwoodsman. Bangor streets are crowded with uncouth sledges and teams, and at the doors of the shops hang abundant moccasins and long red leggins and even snowshoes. To-day I am to have a lesson in these from Mr. L. and ride to where I can see Indians and Katahdin. This glimpse of the great lonely Katahdin, as he describes that mountain, led the next year to a nearer acquaint
Bangor (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
hange of scene. One of his journeys took Mr. Higginson to Maine, and he wrote from Orono:— Last night I drove from Bangor with a buffalo coat on, over wonderful sleighing and felt quite like a backwoodsman. Bangor streets are crowded with uncBangor streets are crowded with uncouth sledges and teams, and at the doors of the shops hang abundant moccasins and long red leggins and even snowshoes. To-day I am to have a lesson in these from Mr. L. and ride to where I can see Indians and Katahdin. This glimpse of the great , accompanied by a few of his friends, made the ascent of Mount Katahdin. This letter to Mrs. Higginson was written from Bangor:— I am writing behind the bar; many men here— they come up and read our names in the book and wonder what brings so were the most exciting experiences I ever yet had. A later visit to Maine was of a different nature, for he spoke at Bangor on Kansas and the Union, the former being the bait and the latter the hook. I had a superb audience . . . and preached <
Samuel Longfellow (search for this): chapter 9
n I get a new budget of notes and materials into a fresh portfolio, and begin upon a new picture. In regard to the publication of the book of sea poems, profanely called the Marine Sam-Book in distinction from the hymn-book compiled by Messrs. Longfellow and Johnson, and popularly known as the Sam-Book, Mr. Higginson wrote to a friend:— The best result of S. L.'s [Samuel Longfellow] visit [to Europe] was to transform Thalatta from a past vision to a future reality. . . . We planned itSamuel Longfellow] visit [to Europe] was to transform Thalatta from a past vision to a future reality. . . . We planned it six years ago and now Europe has revived it all in Sam and he has proposed it once more to James T. Fields (Ticknor & Co.) and that bold youth (also fresh from Europe, these two having visited the Brownings together) consented. So the book is to begin to be printed in February and between now and then what copying and debating and selecting! In 1859, the famous Atlantic dinner was given to Mrs. Stowe, which Colonel Higginson has described in Cheerful Yesterdays. To his mother he thus repo
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