that they had declined the appointment.
The mob then marched to the house of a third of these Councillors, Lieutenant-governor Oliver
, who was less pliable, but at last came forth --“a dapper little man,” by contemporary testimony-and gave in his written resignation in these words, “My house at Cambridge
being surrounded by about four thousand people, in compliance with their command I resign my office.”
Then, and not till then, the crowd dispersed.
It was in this house, nearly fifty years later, that Lowell
was born (Feb. 22, 1819).
's name was already familiar to me at nine years of age through the school narratives of an elder brother of mine, long since dead, whose immediate classmate he was, and all whose comrades were to me of course as gifted and eminent as the heroes of the Trojan War
. My brother was large and strong, being, indeed, the “big boy” of the school, and held among the pupils the honorary title of Daddy.
He protected me ,against my ruder schoolmates and against the
“town-boys,” who were sometimes combative; and I think he occasionally protected Lowell