During this year and the next, Crawford
made his home at 241 Beacon Street. Here he wrote his first three books, “Mr. Isaacs
,” “Dr. Claudius
,” and “A Roman singer.”
He was a delightful inmate, and the months he spent under our mother's roof were happy ones.
A tender camaraderie
existed between aunt and nephew.
During his first winter in Boston
he thought of going on the stage as a singer, and studied singing with Georg Henschel
He had a fine voice, a dramatic manner, full of fire, but an imperfect ear. This fault Henschel
at first thought could be remedied: for months they labored together, trying to overcome it. Crawford
delighted in singing, and “Auntie
” in playing his accompaniments.
At dusk the two would repair to the old Chickering
grand to make music — Schubert
, and arias from the oratorios they both loved.
In the evening the three guitars would be brought out, and aunt and nephew, with Maud or Brother Harry, would sing and play German students' songs, or the folk-songs of Italy
, and Scotland
Our mother was sure to be asked for Matthias Claudius
's “Als Noah
aus dem Kasten war”: Crawford
would respond with “Im schwarzen Wallfisch zu Ascalon.”
This was the first of thirty happy years passed at 241 Beacon Street, the house Uncle Sam bought for her. The day she moved in, a friend asked her the number of her new house.
“241,” she answered.
“You can remember it because I'm the two-forty one.”
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