I want to say a word or two to you and Mr. Nichols, about the interests of a society which I have considerably on my heart and conscience. It is the one called the ‘Publishing Fund,’ whose object is to furnish wholesome religious, moral, and improving reading of all kinds to the poor, cheaper than they now get fanatical or depraving reading. For this purpose a fund has been raised, . . . . on which we mean regularly to trade at a very small profit, getting our printing done as cheaply as possible, and making everybody else work almost for charity's sake . . . . Think of this good work, then, and come over into Macedonia and help us.Upon his father's death he was chosen to succeed him in the Primary School Board, and continued a member of it for three years, giving much time and thought to its duties, moved as well by his own strong interest in the subject of education, as by respect to his father's memory. From this animated, but regular and quiet winter life, Mr.Ticknor and Mrs. Ticknor turned, as the summer came, to the pleasant
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of his library, and for the multiplied demands of private charity, and of benevolent institutions, to which he gave both money and much personal service.
As soon as he had a house of his own, he enjoyed the ability it gave him to welcome his friends from distant places, and during the winter of 1821-22, Daveis, Haven, and Cogswell were at different times his guests.
These visits did not, however, disturb the steady course of his industrious life, and he writes in February: ‘I have been very quietly at home all winter; no visiting abroad, much writing of lectures, much studying of Italian between Anna and my nieces, and once a week Artiguenave—who is a first-rate French reader — has read us a French play.’
In April he says to Mr. Daveis, ‘My lectures have given me a good deal of occupation,—three delivered, and one written, every week,—and besides all this, as it is found I am willing to work, work enough is put upon my shoulders, so that, after all, I am abroad much more than I like to be, though almost never for my amusement.’
One of the matters to which he thus referred is the subject of the following paragraph, from another letter to Mr. Daveis:—
Boston, J. R. Osgood and company, 1876.
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