Once out of college, it fared with the son as with the father.
The current of restless energy hitherto devoted to “monkey shines” (as the Doctor
called them) was now turned into another channel.
Work, hardly less arduous and unremitting than his father's, became the habit of his life.
Science claimed him, and her he served with the same singleness of purpose, the same intensity of devotion with which his parents served the causes that claimed them.
He married, in 1874, Fannie, daughter of Willard Gay
, of Troy, New York
We love to recall the time at this house on Beacon Hill
We remember it as a cheerful house, ringing with song and laughter, yet with a steady undercurrent of work and thought; the “precious time,” not to be interrupted; the coming and going of grave men and earnest women, all bent on high and hopeful errands, all seeking our two Wise Ones for counsel, aid, sympathy; the coming and going also of a steady stream of “lame ducks” of both sexes and all nationalities, all requiring help, most of them getting it; yet, as ever, the father leaving State Charities and Reforms, the mother flying from Fichte
, at any real or fancied need of any child.
It is thus that we love to think of No. 32 Mount Vernon Street, the last of the many homes in which we were all together.