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“I venture, Mr. Chairman, to make one single suggestion — that if all of us were dumb to-night, if the eloquent voices which have stimulated our blood and inspired our hearts had been silent as the tomb, your presence, sir, would have been more eloquent than a thousand orations; when we remember that after the life-time of a whole generation of men, he who forty years ago bared his arm to seize the Suliote blade, speaks again with the voice of his age in defence of the cause of his youth.”
Thirty-seven thousand dollars were raised for Crete, and in March, 1867, Dr. Howe sailed again for Greece on an errand of mercy.
The Journal gives an outline of the busy winter:--
“The post is the poor man's valet....”
“January 12. A busy and studious day; had the neighbors in after tea. Want clamors for relief, but calls for cure, which begins in discipline ....”
“January 24. N. P. Willis's funeral.
Chev came home quite suddenly and asked me to go with him to the church, St. Paul's. The pallbearers were Longfellow and Lowell, Drs. Holmes and Howe, Whipple and Fields, T. B. Aldrich and I don't know who. Coffin covered with flowers.
Appearance of the family interesting: the widow bowed and closely shrouded.
Thus ends a man of perhaps first-rate genius, ruined by the adoption of an utterly frivolous standard of labor and of life.
George IV and Bulwer have to answer for some of these failures.”
“My tea party was delightful, friendly, not fashionable.
We had a good talk, and a lovely, familiar time.”
Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston and New York. 1916.
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