We often laugh together in speaking of the time to come, when I tell him 1 will send to him for law when I have a case to look up. He is to the law what he used to be to history,—a repertory of facts to which we might all resort.
Let him speed in his studies, increase in the color of his cheeks, expel his cough from a dominion whose title is almost confirmed by prescription, and he will hold himself higher than his legal brethren by the head and shoulders.
wrote to Sumner
, May 14:—
Browne tells me you are studying law with all the zeal and ardor of a lover.
But by all means do not sacrifice your health.
You must take care of that.
You owe it as a duty to yourself, a duty to your friends and country, a duty to your God.
It will be too late to think of this when disease has taken a firm grapple on the body. . . . You cannot be a man and reach the lawful height to which your intellect is capable of being raised, unless you carefully watch over and preserve your health.
You may think these remarks are frivolous, but I consider them as serious truths.
I look forward to the time, if you do not kill yourself prematurely, when I shall see you a decided, powerful champion of the cause of justice, patriotism, and the true Christian faith.
wrote, July 17:—
‘Congratulations are matter of course; but I hope you will consider it equally a matter of course that a friend should feel great joy in your success.1 Your pen was always that of a ready writer, once indeed racy and loose.
But words were always your obedient slaves.
They came and ranged themselves at your bidding; nay, seemed often to outrun your swift intent, and marshal you the way. But I have for two years been observing your pen to grow stiffer.
Your crude troops have been growing more disciplined and forming in straighter lines, till you have a numerous and well-ordered army. . . . Be this a foretaste of many successes in laudable undertakings.’
Again, on July 30:—
You never think of bodily health.
Do you have the folly to spend this vacation in poring?
Take a country tour,—a long pedestrian tour.
It will be the best way to further your intellectual progress.
Give that pallid face a little color, those lean limbs a little muscle, and the bow of your mind a greater elasticity.
Again, on May 9, 1833, Hopkinson
wrote from Lowell
, where he was practising law as the partner of Mr. Luther Lawrence
Had I but your application, I might consider myself in a good way. Not, indeed, that I could grasp such honors as are within your reach; not that I could walk over the heads of all young practitioners, and be in fact a counsellor during my attorneyship: but I could take an immediate practice and