Metropolitan share in so doing, the sort of column Mr. Wright
would best have liked is already in progress.
In the words of his old friend Whittier
to another unselfish worker for humanity, there are ‘grateful hearts instead of marble shaping his viewless monument.’
That any part of his share in this gratitude should be given to others would not in the least have troubled him. Indeed, could he be assured that its inspiration would always remain still the wild Fells
forest, he would gladly pluck the last laurel from his own brow, and himself place it wherever it might be thought best for the good of the cause to have it.