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Hingham (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
gipsy habits, and you may accept my thanks as some equivalent. Very respectfully yours. In 1850 Mr. Higginson wrote from Artichoke Mills to his mother: Don't let me forget to say that at South Hingham . . I did see one of the Betseys, and not only see but stay with, and not only a Betsey but a Betsey Cushing -but only a Mrs. B. C. I will candidly confess, not the renowned Missis. No, ma'am, said I, as I warmed my feet in a leisurely way at the air-tight. I have never been in Hingham, but my mother lived here for a time. Why, mercy's sake, who was your mother? was the reply. Louisa Storrow, ma'am, said her son with dignity. Wha-a-t exclaimed the excellent lady promptly, pausing halfway out of the closet with a sugar-bowl in her hand. Why, be you Louisa Storer's son? Undoubtedly, ma'am, said I modestly; did you know her? Know her! said she. Why, she married General Lincoln's son! Transfixed with horror, you may conceive how I disclaimed the imputation that my mo
New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 1
ring in), nobody has any knowledge of beauty; it's the rarest thing. People all go along, just like dogs, without seeing anything in nature. It separates you directly from men, if you care anything about it; you are unsocial and puzzle them. Beauty is just as hard as Emerson is on his side, but his is the popular side — all this humanitarianism business. There is Thoreau, he knows about it — give him sunshine and a handful of nuts, and he has enough. . .. Walking in the Joppa street . . he said, Do you feel as if these New England people were your countrymen? I do not — the Irish and English seem to be so; they settle down at once as if they had lived here all their lives; but every New Englander looks as if he were just stopping here a minute on his way to parts unknown. A Yankee is something between a piece of tobacco and a squash pie — he's always spitting, that's the tobacco; and his complexion, that's the pie, --so he went on. This talk is just like Keats's l
China (China) (search for this): chapter 1
ic infants, . . . whom Greta briefly designated as the whooping-cough children, before excluded for fear of that disorder. . . . That closed the pageant — the poor Christmas tree resigned its glories, with nothing to look forward to but the doom touchingly recorded by Hans Andersen in the story of the Fir tree (ours was a pine); . . . Jane The eldest of this remarkable group of sisters was Miss Jane Andrews, author of a juvenile book called Seven Little Sisters, which was translated into Chinese and Japanese. and Caroline went with me to the evening school and taught with their wonted energy; Mrs. Andrews doubtless sat up till after midnight, as usual, sewing for her own children or somebody's else, while Mr. Andrews read the Newburyport Herald or talked on in a low, monotonous undertone, or locked doors and windows twice over and then retired. Mr. Higginson's outspoken views on slavery finally led to his resignation. Newburyport, September, 1849 This letter opens very mu
Kittery Point (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
eads in and remain perfectly still. Such were the hospitalities of the island. A little more than a year later, Higginson wrote to his mother of Levi Thaxter's marriage to Celia Leighton, in 1851. . . You do not fully appreciate this strange and impracticable, but chivalrous and noble person whose immediate future it is hard and even sad to predict; whose past has been wayward and perhaps useless, but aspiring and stainless. ... Levi writes a funny account of the quiet little Kittery Point minister, Reverend Seth Somebody, his survival of the voyage more easily than of Jonas's witticisms, Jonas [Thaxter] the joker, on whose every wink and word the Reverend Seth hung in ecstasy; then his palpitations at the explosion of champagne corks and the feats of his moustached colleague (little Weiss). There were present all the Appledore Islanders, including Captain Fabius Becker from Smutty Nose; all the Weisses (the baby's cradle being kept in the room adjoining), and Jonas and Lu
Newburyport (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
Chapter 1: Cambridge and Newburyport To Miss Nancy Storrow: May 17, 1844 Dear Aunty: I In 1847 Higginson made sundry visits at Newburyport preparatory to settling there as pastor of oners. March 5, 1847 My second visit to Newburyport was singularly analogous to the first. Theup the fine long street joining Newbury and Newburyport, past Lord Timothy's house with the statues there you would go there again. Instantly Newburyport stock rose fifty per cent in my mind. School days, Sam Johnson, were written from Newburyport. June, 1847 Dear Sam: . . . I feel muchrote weekly chronicles of his experiences. Newburyport, Sunday, December 28 Dearest Mother: Myon slavery finally led to his resignation. Newburyport, September, 1849 This letter opens very . Morss, the editor and thinker-general for Newburyport, who has always fought my views vigorously,wth-num [Frothingham] (this is the accurate Newburyport pronunciation).... Up here we are quite
Framingham (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
ield for dead and afterwards made Lieutenant instead (think of that 11), and is a commonplace and uninteresting mortal, after all. .. . Hydropaths keep early hours, and even this broke up soon after ten. Thus we find resources indoors and sometimes run out between the drops. In the evening Louisa plays us songs without words and spirit waltzes and Erlkings and other things tender and terrible. December 19, 1851 Wednesday night I lectured at Milford, Massachusetts. On the way up from Framingham . .. I observed an excitement among railroad officials about the lecture — conductor asked passengers if they were going, and brakemen asked each other if they were. As I moralized on the good effects of Lyceums among the people, the conductor came along; I asked some questions which revealed me as the lecturer; then the mystery came out. Sir, said he, do you know that the President of the Lyceum is absent, and the Vice-President, who will introduce you, is the engineer of this very trai
Mexico (Mexico, Mexico) (search for this): chapter 1
it and was saluted with Friend, how does thee do — my name's John Whittier. I have read thy book and wanted to see thee. So he came in and made a very pleasant visit. . . . It was pleasing to see these old people living so peaceably on, existing principally in books and seeming so happy. About his neighbor, Whittier, he wrote again in the same year: You will be interested to hear of a visit I made Whittier the other day. . . . He had taken up the vague notion of annexing all Mexico and seemed to Lord it in a very loose way too; even said more war would be better than making peace and getting slave territory, though I could n't make out how that was to help the matter. He was n't great on that tack, anyway — on literary matters better. ... He had plenty of humor and talks very freely, making us feel very easy; gave a rich account of a come-outer who came in to their First day meeting. And later in 1849: The Whittiers were very cordial to us, and I feel sure we s
Brattleboro (Vermont, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
Sunday the sun rose triumphant, however, but what was my horror on finding a state of slosh compared to which the direst experiences of Boston, Cambridge, or Brattleboroa are peace and pavement! A few undaunted females were seen picking their way hen-like along, sadly drabbled as to skirts, while anxious men were seen in all dihia society or a day in Washington — so let fears be laid aside. [He] told us, as usual, many interesting things. He saw a good deal of the Hunt family, of Brattleboroa--Mrs. H. described to him her house-painting experiences. He thought highly of William Hunt [the artist] and told us something worth repeating. W. H. came to them as if I had heard a requiem; and henceforth Bottom is to my mind as much a creature of pathos as Ophelia. A letter written in May, 1850, was from Brattleboroa, Vermont, where a water-cure once flourished. This sheet ... is written in the pride of a half-hour before breakfast, by which you are not to infer that it is
Johns Cove (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
orresponded constantly. He and Weiss went, not to Star, but to the lighthouse to board with the Leightons, and were so delighted that Levi and Leighton bought Appledore (not then so named) and built the hotel — a foolish enterprise for him, it was generally thought. I don't remember his ever living at Star, and to call any interest he had in the fishermen a missionary feeling seems to me quite an error. He had a great fancy for them and had a special pet named John, after whom he named John's Cove and then his second boy, but the word missionary, seems to me quite out of place and to give a wrong picture of him. Should you reprint the paper I wish you would consider this. I think that on the whole you handle the difficult subject of the relation between the two with great delicacy and substantial truth. . . . The more she plunged with eagerness into the novelty of social attention, the more he shrank from it; and, moreover, devoted himself to a motherly care of the eldest boy.
Locksley Hall (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
s, but the groves on the point across the river show now in their native greenness, now white with snow, now green with mist. About his friend, Levi Thaxter, Higginson wrote his mother: Levi popped in, on his way to the Shoals. He and Mr. Leighton have bought the most beautiful of the islands; are going to bring it under cultivation, have a boarding-house for invalids and aesthetic visitors, and do something to civilize the inhabitants of the other islands. It is really quite the Locksley Hall idea to burst all links of habit, etc. He is in high spirits with the plan. Again he wrote in 1849: We had last week a visit from Levi: . . he lives in a house by himself with his man John, a native, inseparable from him — like Robinson Crusoe precisely and very happy. You should have heard his accounts of his cooking and other experiences and our shouts of laughter. He had been down to Watertown to help fit out Jonas [Thaxter] for California! What a nice place for disposing
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