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Christmas (search for this): chapter 22
ther he went to investigate the school system of Germany, he learned to like these wines, and always imported them himself. Mr. Davis was the life of the party, and I never heard him advert but once with regret to a night there. He was one Christmas persuaded to sing an Indian song, and Dallas Bache put on a fur coat to personate Santa Claus, and gave the presents in the most truly dreadful doggerel. Six months afterward, one warm summer day, Mr. Davis exclaimed that he felt oppressed; but, said he, I think it is not the weather, it must be the memory of my Indian song last Christmas, and dear Dallas Bache's execrable doggerel. I am sorry I did not make him sing, and do the rhyme myself. As the Professor could not turn a tune, and Mr. Davis had no capacity for jocular rhyme, I thought they had reached their utmost limits as it was, but refrained from venturing an opinion. With the memory of that time come reminiscences of Mr. Robert C. Winthrop and Mr. Bancroft--two men w
Charles Jared Ingersoll (search for this): chapter 22
t more prominently into notice by an attack made upon Mr. Webster by Mr. Charles Jared Ingersoll in the House of Representatives. The hands of the public men of onor of a senator startled his colleagues like a fire-bell in the night. Mr. Ingersoll astonished the House and Senate by moving an inquiry into Mr. Webster's con for the English Government, avowed the act and demanded McLeod's release. Mr. Ingersoll accused Mr. Webster of using the contingent fund and his personal influencese deficits which have been discovered in the public funds, this inquiry of Mr. Ingersoll's seems to have been a mere tempest in a tea-pot. Then it stirred men deep prevailing impression made upon the moderate men of both parties was that Mr. Ingersoll's spleen was the result of some private pique. Mr. Webster made rather resolution called up T. Butler King, of Georgia, in defence of Mr. Webster; Mr. Ingersoll in reiteration and reaffirmation; Mr. Ashman, of Massachusetts, in defence.
Wordsworth (search for this): chapter 22
hem. These two splendid creatures, finding themselves in charge of a very inexperienced young person, commenced to angle in the shallow stream for such sport as the green recesses might afford. They talked to each other and to me of Byron and Wordsworth, of Dante and Virgil, and I remember the key they gave me to their tastes and temperamental divergence. Mr. Dallas said Wordsworth was the poet of nature, and Mr. Ingersoll remarked that he bore the same relation to cultivated poetic manhood tWordsworth was the poet of nature, and Mr. Ingersoll remarked that he bore the same relation to cultivated poetic manhood that Adam did to Goethe, and who would hesitate for a moment which to choose if granted a day with either. Mr. Dallas immediately announced a preference for Adam, and insisted that a mind fresh from the storehouse of the Supreme Source of all knowledge must have developed many godlike facts instead of immature theories, etc. They whetted their wits upon each other for some time until I ventured the remark that, whether by sin and sorrow, or observation of natural forces, I felt that, as man pro
Ashman (search for this): chapter 22
h the outer world, and confiding his unexpected annoyance to those of whose sympathy he was assured. I venture to say he received it very generally. The ladies and the reporters certainly were with him. After various pros and cons, stated by almost all the leading men of the House, following pretty much the bent of party rancor, the resolutions were passed. This resolution called up T. Butler King, of Georgia, in defence of Mr. Webster; Mr. Ingersoll in reiteration and reaffirmation; Mr. Ashman, of Massachusetts, in defence. Mr. Schenck and Mr. John Pettit (Democrat) each moved that a committee be organized, the first to inquire how the seal of confidence imposed upon the Department had been broken; the second to examine into the charges, with a view to impeaching Mr. Webster. This last committee, of course, had the power conferred to send for persons and papers. Under this permission ex-President Tyler had been summoned to Washington. On the committee, as finally organiz
Richard Wainright (search for this): chapter 22
with a sad smile took off his cap and bowed to them as his ship went down before the overladen boats; Richard Bache, also an officer of the Navy, drowned while making a survey of the coast; Mrs. Robert J. Walker, the wife of the Secretary of the Treasury and whilom Senator from Mississippi; Mrs. Irwin, wife of the former Minister to Sweden; Mrs. William H. Emory, whose husband was afterward a General in the United States Army, and who was herself a well-known wit; Mrs. Charles Abert; Mrs. Richard Wainright of the Navy, and Mrs. Allen McLane, a woman of marvellous wit, and strong, bright understanding. They were all, in their different manner, belles esprits, and their children, many of them, are inheritors of much of the family talent-Mrs. Walker's beautiful daughter, Mary, afterward became Mrs. Brewster, the wife of the Attorney-General of President Arthur's Administration. The Coast Survey at that day was a large, old-fashioned barrack of a house, on the edge of Capitol hill, o
Santa Claus (search for this): chapter 22
jest flew from one to another, and made of our suppers at the Coast Survey real noctes ambrosianae. When Professor Bache was domesticated with Humboldt, whither he went to investigate the school system of Germany, he learned to like these wines, and always imported them himself. Mr. Davis was the life of the party, and I never heard him advert but once with regret to a night there. He was one Christmas persuaded to sing an Indian song, and Dallas Bache put on a fur coat to personate Santa Claus, and gave the presents in the most truly dreadful doggerel. Six months afterward, one warm summer day, Mr. Davis exclaimed that he felt oppressed; but, said he, I think it is not the weather, it must be the memory of my Indian song last Christmas, and dear Dallas Bache's execrable doggerel. I am sorry I did not make him sing, and do the rhyme myself. As the Professor could not turn a tune, and Mr. Davis had no capacity for jocular rhyme, I thought they had reached their utmost limits a
Jefferson Davis (search for this): chapter 22
e fund--charges against Webster, 1845-46. Mr. Davis saw that he had been approved by Mr. Adams, ally organized, were Mr. Vinton, of Ohio; Jefferson Davis, of Mississippi; D. P. King, of New York, him; and a Northern tariff Democrat came to Mr. Davis, at our lodging, the night before the resultt be deciphered. Mr. Webster called upon Mr. Davis and expressed in warm terms his sense of thespeak of the impression he had received when Mr. Davis was presented to him in 1836. Mr. Tyler eupon Mr. Ingersoll laughingly said, You see Mrs. Davis agrees with me that Cain was more aggressivedden to supper there. On these occasions Mr. Davis and Professor Bache, General Emory and Mr. Wwines, and always imported them himself. Mr. Davis was the life of the party, and I never heard As the Professor could not turn a tune, and Mr. Davis had no capacity for jocular rhyme, I thought eccentric man, as typical of his section as Mr. Davis was of his, with a thousand graceful tastes,[11 more...]
Charles Ingersoll (search for this): chapter 22
h their lives. This is a blessed memory, unhappily not that of the youth of to-day. Mr. Charles Ingersoll, notwithstanding his ill-made wig, great age, and prejudice against Mr. Webster, was, neuth was spent at Mr. Robert J. Walker's, when he was Secretary of the Treasury, talking with Mr. Ingersoll and Mr. George M. Dallas. No young men of this or any other day that I have seen, ever equatastes and temperamental divergence. Mr. Dallas said Wordsworth was the poet of nature, and Mr. Ingersoll remarked that he bore the same relation to cultivated poetic manhood that Adam did to Goetheion of natural forces, I felt that, as man progressed, he became more interesting, whereupon Mr. Ingersoll laughingly said, You see Mrs. Davis agrees with me that Cain was more aggressive, and therefadies in the Land of Nod clearly were more agreeable than those of Eden. After this evening Mr. Ingersoll was so good as to call several times, and I felt, in Yorkshire phrase, uplifted by the atten
Gladstone (search for this): chapter 22
al Emory and Mr. Walker, jested like boys, told stories of their West-Point life, or of canvasses for office in Mississippi. I had known Mr. Walker since my infancy, and his wife was my mother's dear and intimate friend before my birth, and sometimes we went into a regular romp with him, in which he joined with boyish zest. Mrs. Dallas Bache was a petite and eccentric childless woman, with a great deal of character and much common-sense, and she had not a little epigrammatic wit. Like Mrs. Gladstone, she had given up her life to her husband and was part of all his labors. Once he wrote to her from the Capitol to tell the clerks to send him, in great haste, some papers, needful for the defence of the Coast Survey. She inquired of them and found they knew nothing of what was wanted. She searched until she found them, and wrote only this commentary, Pins have heads. About nine o'clock we were ushered pellmell into a long, unfurnished room, the walls of which were hung everywhere
George Washington (search for this): chapter 22
w nothing of what was wanted. She searched until she found them, and wrote only this commentary, Pins have heads. About nine o'clock we were ushered pellmell into a long, unfurnished room, the walls of which were hung everywhere with scientific instruments; disused theodolites were shunted into dark corners; old telescopes, with all the paraphernalia of adjuncts to scientific investigation; and, in the middle of the room, was a great table laden with everything good and appetizing that Washington could furnish. Then the terrapins and canvas-back ducks were not, as now, going to join the buffaloes, the dodo, the roc, and the phoenix as extinct animals; so they were there in profusion. The perfume of the long-necked bottle of Rhine wine filled the room, which the Professor opened himself, there being no servants present, and the gentlemen pledged us and each other in a glass, and the quip and jest flew from one to another, and made of our suppers at the Coast Survey real noctes am
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