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ave delightful parties, dinners, and receptions, as did also General and Mrs. Butler. One magnificent party given by General and Mrs. Butler in their home on the corner of I and Fifteenth Streets on the occasion of the debut of their daughter, Miss Blanche, has scarcely been rivalled by the superb affairs of later years. The house was decorated profusely with the rarest flowers of the season. The soulless, scentless camellias were then the fad. Thousands of these flowers, whose petals will nos board. Mr. Hooper, his most intimate friend, vied with Mr. Sumner in dinner-giving and in the choosing of brilliant people. The Frelinghuysens, with three lovely young ladies in the house, General and Mrs. Butler with their charming daughter Blanche, afterward Mrs. Ames, were delightful hosts who enjoyed having their friends. General and Mrs. Grant, Admiral and Mrs. Porter, and very many more gave superb dinners and receptions that were no less resplendent than those given every winter si
storm in Don Juan, and the Lady of the Lake. I have often seen him sitting at night, and, in a half-whisper, repeating: Time rolls its course, The race of yore that danced our infancy upon its knee; How are they blotted from the things that be? His voice was musical in the extreme, and added charm to the numberless verses he had unconsciously committed to memory from his favorite poets. The fight at Coilantogle's Ford was another great favorite of his. Fitz-James's interview with Blanche of Devon before her death, and Douglas's contempt of the fickle crowd who deserted him, were two others. His recitation of I saw Duncanon's Widow stand, her husband's dirk gleamed in her hand, gave new force to the verse. He was so familiar with Burns, that at almost any part of his poems he could, when given a line, go on to repeat those contiguous to it, especially The Cotter's Saturday night, and the Advice to a young friend. In after-years Clough's Poems of patriotism were great f
's proclamation of Emancipation, and pointing out the fact that the execution of the Federal laws is confided to the civil authorities, and that armed forces are raised and maintained simply to sustain those authorities. A fight occurred this day at La Vergne, Tenn., between a Union force of two thousand five hundred men, under the command of General Palmer, and a rebel force under Gen. Anderson, resulting in the complete rout of the rebels, and the capture of a large number of prisoners, camp equipage, munitions, and provisons.--(Doc. 215.) The advance of the National forces under General George W. Morgan, reached Frankfort, Ky.--The bark Wave and brig Dunkirk were captured and destroyed by the rebel privateer Alabama, in latitude 40° 23′, longitude 54° 25′. The rebel steamer General Rusk, or Blanche, which had run the blockade with a cargo of cotton, was this day driven ashore near Havana Light, by the United States steamer Montgomery, when she was burned by her
Benjamnin F. Butler, Butler's Book: Autobiography and Personal Reminiscences of Major-General Benjamin Butler, Chapter 2: early political action and military training. (search)
s maintained between us. In the spring of 1843, I visited her at Cincinnati, Ohio, where she had been welcomed and honored as a star. There we became engaged. We were married on the 16th of May, 1844, at St. Anne's Church in Lowell, by the Rev. Dr. Edson, its Rector. We made our home at Lowell from that time until her very sad and untimely death in 1877. There were born to us four children: Paul, the eldest, who died in April, 1850, at the age of four years and ten months; a daughter, Blanche, born in 1847, and a son, Paul, born in 1852, both still living; and a son, Ben Israel, born in 1854, who departed this life on the first day of September, 1881, the day he was to have gone into partnership with me in the practice of the law in Boston. Benj. F. Butler in 1839. engraved from a Daguerreotype. Ben Israel was appointed to West Point when I was in Congress. I had already made three appointments, two of the young men failing to complete the course, and one, a colored lad
, as if through some forewarning; When up the lane a soldier rode, and halted at the gate. “Which house is Malcolm Blake's?” he cried: “a letter for his sister!” Blanche, murmuring as I took it, asked--“And none for me, his wife?” The stranger fondled Madge's curls, and, stooping over, kissed her: “Your father was my captain, child!--I loved him as my life.” Then suddenly he galloped off, without a word more spoken. I burst the seal, and Blanche cried out, “What makes you tremble so?” O God! how could I answer her? How should the news be broken? For first they wrote to me, not her, that I should break the blow. “A battle in the swamps!” I said: “our me, till little Madge asked sweetly: “Dear mother, when the battle ends, then will my father come?” I laid my finger on her lips, and led her to her playing. Poor Blanche I the winter on her cheek grew snowy as her name! What could she do but kneel, and pray, and linger at her praying? O Christ! when other h
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), Hayne, Robert young -1839 (search)
intments make a hundred enemies. But I am rather inclined to think, with the eloquent and sagacious orator now reposing on his laurels on the banks of the Roanoke, that the power of conferring favors creates a crowd of dependents. He gave a forcible illustration of the truth of the remark when he told us of the effect of holding up the savory morsel to the eager eyes of the hungry hounds gathered around his door. It mattered not whether the gift was bestowed on Towser or Sweetlips, Tray, Blanche, or Sweetheart; while held in suspense they were all governed by a nod, and, when the morsel was bestowed, the expectation of the favors of to-morrow kept up the subjection of to-day. The Senator from Massachusetts, in denouncing what he is pleased to call the Carolina doctrine, has attempted to throw ridicule upon the idea that a State has any constitutional remedy, by the exercise of its sovereign authority, against a gross, palpable, and deliberate violation of the Constitution. He c
s such whirligiging and pirouetting along the boulevards as almost takes one's breath away. Today we went to the Oratoire to hear M. Grand Pierre. I could not understand much; my French ear is not quick enough to follow. I could only perceive that the subject was La Charite, and that the speaker was fluent, graceful, and earnest, the audience serious and attentive. Last night we were at Baron de Triqueti's again, with a party invited to celebrate the birthday of their eldest daughter, Blanche, a lovely girl of nineteen. There were some good ladies there who had come eighty leagues to meet me, and who were so delighted with my miserable French that it was quite encouraging. I believe I am getting over the sandbar at last, and conversation is beginning to come easy to me. There were three French gentlemen who had just been reading Dred in English, and who were as excited and full of it as could be, and I talked with them to a degree that astonished myself. There is a review
and Mrs. W. S.255 Medford Street Mills, Mr. and Mrs. J. F. 7 Lincoln Street Mills, Miss Mary7 Lincoln Street Money, Mrs. Joseph A.54 Myrtle Street Moore, Mrs. Frank 81 Boston Street Morrison, Mr. and Mrs. F. E.21 Brook Street Munroe, James 70 Myrtle Street Munroe, Miss Alice 70 Myrtle Street Munroe, Miss Carrie 70 Myrtle Street Munroe, Miss91 Washington Street Neal, George5 Walnut Street Nickerson, John F.25 Flint Street Niles, Mr. and Mrs. L. V.Wellesley Farms, Mass. North, Mrs. Blanche8 Munroe Street Norton, Miss C. G.30 Dartmouth Street Owler, Ed., Jr. 30 Browning Road Parker, Miss24 Gilman Street Parsons, Miss M. E.253 Medford Street Peake, Mr. and Mrs. J. W.7 Grant Street Perkins, Mr. and Mrs. A. H.151 Perkins Street Perry, Miss M. A.16 Pleasant Avenue Phillips, Miss Dr. E. M.19 Highland Avenue Pingree, Mr. and Mrs. F. L.4 Benedict Street Pingree, Mr. and Mrs. W. J.4 Benedict Street Pinney, Mr. and Mrs. George H.21 Morton Street Pitman, Mrs. Kate42 Benton
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 4, Chapter 57: attempts to reconcile the President and the senator.—ineligibility of the President for a second term.—the Civil-rights Bill.—sale of arms to France.—the liberal Republican party: Horace Greeley its candidate adopted by the Democrats.—Sumner's reserve.—his relations with Republican friends and his colleague.—speech against the President.—support of Greeley.—last journey to Europe.—a meeting with Motley.—a night with John Bright.—the President's re-election.—1871-1872. (search)
every one that no reply is possible. Robert Purvis, of Philadelphia, though supporting the President's re-election, wrote, with friendly expressions: I am free to express my indignation at the onslaught which it has pleased Mr. Lloyd Garrison to make on you. James Freeman Clarke wrote: I do not know that I agree with you about Grant, but I admire your courage in expressing your opinions openly, and in spite of the partisan clamor of the President's terriers, the little dogs and all,—Tray, Blanche, and Sweetheart,— see, they bark at you! But you who so long stood the fierce assaults of Southern bloodhounds, clamorous for your life, may easily bear the snarls of lapdogs! Gerrit Smith, a supporter of the President, admitting his own error of statement as to the cause of Sumner's estrangement from Grant, and accepting the senator's version, testified undiminished regard, and wrote, July 21: God forbid, my noble friend, that I should wrong you who have suffered more in the cause of fr
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Irene E. Jerome., In a fair country, Water-Lilies (search)
The pink fades into a lingering flush, and the white creature floats peerless, set in green without and gold within. That bright circle of stamens is the very ring with which Doges once wedded the Adriatic; Venice has lost it, but it dropped into the water-lily's bosom, and there it rests forever. So perfect in form, so redundant in beauty, so delicate, so spotless, so fragrant,—what presumptuous lover ever dared, in his most enamored hour, to liken his mistress to a water-lily? No human Blanche or Lilian was ever so fair as that. The water-lily comes of an ancient and sacred family of white-robed priests. They assisted at the most momentous religious ceremonies, from the beginning of recorded time. The Egyptian Lotus was a sacred plant; it was dedicated to Harpocrates and to the god Noft Atmoo,—Nofr meaning good, whence the name of our yellow lily, Nuphar. But the true Egyptian flower was Nymphaea Lotus, though Nymphaea caerulea, Moore's blue water-lilies, can be traced on t
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