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VII
On literary tonics
some minor English critic wrote lately of
Dr. Holmes's ‘Life of
Emerson:’ ‘The Boston of his day does not seem to have been a very strong place; we lack performance.’
This is doubtless to be attributed rather to ignorance than to that want of seriousness which
Mr. Stedman so justly points out among the younger
Englishmen.
The Boston of which he speaks was the
Boston of
Garrison and
Phillips, of
Whittier and
Theodore Parker; it was the headquarters of those old-time abolitionists of whom the
English Earl of
Carlisle wrote that they were ‘fighting a battle without a parallel in the history of ancient or modern heroism.’
It was also the place which nurtured those young
Harvard students who are chronicled in the ‘Harvard Memorial Biographies’—those who fell in the war of the
Rebellion; those of whom Lord Houghton once wrote tersely to me: ‘They are men whom
Europe has learned to ’