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Charles E. Stowe, Harriet Beecher Stowe compiled from her letters and journals by her son Charles Edward Stowe 18 0 Browse Search
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The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Index (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 14 0 Browse Search
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Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 1, Colonial and Revolutionary Literature: Early National Literature: Part I (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 10 0 Browse Search
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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, VII: Henry David Thoreau (search)
ears later, four successive volumes were made out of these journals by the late H. G. O. Blake, and it became a question if the whole might not be published. I hear from a local photograph dealer in Concord that the demand for Thoreau's pictures now exceeds that for any other local celebrity. In the last sale catalogue of autographs which I have encountered, I find a letter from Thoreau priced at $17.50, one from Hawthorne valued at the same, one from Longfellow at $4.50 only, and one from Holmes at $3, each of these being guaranteed as an especially good autograph letter. Now the value of such memorials during a man's life affords but a slight test of his permanent standing,--since almost any man's autograph can be obtained for two postage-stamps if the request be put with sufficient ingenuity;--but when this financial standard can be safely applied more than thirty years after a man's death, it comes pretty near to a permanent fame. It is true that Thoreau had Emerson as the ed
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, VIII: Emerson's foot-note person, --Alcott (search)
r of one who was born with as little that seemed advantageous in his surroundings as was the case with Abraham Lincoln, or John Brown of Ossawatomie, and who yet developed in the end an individuality as marked as that of Poe or Walt Whitman. In looking back on the intellectual group of New England, eighty years ago, nothing is more noticeable than its birth in a circle already cultivated, at least according to the standard of its period. Emerson, Channing, Bryant, Longfellow, Hawthorne, Holmes, Lowell, even Whittier, were born into what were, for the time and after their own standard, cultivated families. They grew up with the protection and stimulus of parents and teachers; their early biographies offer nothing startling. Among them appeared, one day, this student and teacher, more serene, more absolutely individual, than any one of them. He had indeed, like every boy born in New England, some drop of academic blood within his traditions, but he was born in the house of his gr
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, chapter 12 (search)
re profusely than men now write, and the very fact that we lived far apart made him franker in utterance. The following letter came from Keep Rock, New Castle, New Hampshire, September 30, 1887:-- You are a noble kinsman after all, of the sort from whom one is very glad to get good words, and I have taken your perception of a bit of verse as infallible, ever since you picked out three little Stanzas for Music as my one best thing. Every one else had overlooked them, but I knew that-as Holmes said of his Chambered Nautilus --they were written better than I could. By the way, if you will overhaul Duyckinck's Encyclopedia of literature in re Dr. Samuel Mitchill, you will see who first wrote crudely the Chambered Nautilus. Two years after, he wrote, April 9, 1889:-- The newspapers warn me that you are soon to go abroad .... I must copy for you now the song which you have kindly remembered so many years. In sooth, I have always thought well of your judgment as to poetry,
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, chapter 13 (search)
n, once wrote (April 17, 1902), There are some who look upon it as the primer of Jingoism, and he wrote to me ten years earlier, February 19, 1892, What will last of Hale, I apprehend, will be the phrase A man without a country, and perhaps the immoral doctrine taught in it which leads to Mexican and Chilean wars-- My country, right or wrong. Be this as it may, there is no doubt that on this field Hale's permanent literary fame was won. It hangs to that as securely as does the memory of Dr. Holmes to his Chambered Nautilus. It is the exiled hero of this story who gives that striking bit of advice to boys: And if you are ever tempted to say a word or do a thing that shall put a bar between you and your family, your home and your country, pray God in his mercy to take you that instant home to his own heaven! President James Walker, always the keenest of observers, once said of Hale that he took sides upon every question while it was being stated. This doubtless came, in part at
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, chapter 21 (search)
red six numbers of a striking series called Lyrics of the Street. Most of these poems, with others, were included in a volume called Later Lyrics (1865). She had previously, however, in 1853, published her first volume of poems, entitled Passion flowers ; and these volumes were at a later period condensed into one by her daughters, with some omissions,--not always quite felicitous, as I think,--this definitive volume bearing the name From sunset ridge (1898). Mrs. Howe, like her friend Dr. Holmes, has perhaps had the disappointing experience of concentrating her sure prospects of fame on a single poem. What the Chambered Nautilus represents in his published volumes, the Battie Hymn of the Republic represents for her. In each case the poet was happy enough to secure, through influences impenetrable, one golden moment. Even this poem, in Mrs. Howe's case, was not (although many suppose otherwise) a song sung by all the soldiers. The resounding lyric of John Brown's body reached t
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, chapter 24 (search)
ting excursions. There was Edwin P. Whipple, a man reared in business, not literature; but with an inexhaustible memory of books and a fertile gift for producing them, especially those requiring personal anecdote and plenty of it. There was Dr. O. W. Holmes, who came to Newport as the guest of the Astor family, parents of the present English author of that name. At their house I spent one evening with Holmes, who was in his most brilliant mood, at the end of which he had talked himself into suHolmes, who was in his most brilliant mood, at the end of which he had talked himself into such an attack of asthma that he had to bid adieu to Newport forever, after an early breakfast the next morning. There was the Reverend Charles T. Brooks, a man of angelic face and endless German translations, who made even Jean Paul readable and also unbelievable. There was Professor George Lane, from Harvard, a man so full of humor that people bought his new Latin Grammar merely for the fun to be got out of its notes. There was La Farge, just passing through the change which made a great ar
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Carlyle's laugh and other surprises, XXIV. a half-century of American literature (1857-1907） (search)
s yet hardly attempted. Our magazines tend more and more to become mainly picture-books, and our really creative authors are geographically scattered and, for the most part, wholesomely poor. We should always remember, moreover, what is true especially in these works of fiction, that not only individual books, but whole schools of them, emerge and disappear, like the flash of a revolving light; you must make the most of it while you have it. The highways of literature are spread over, said Holmes, with the shells of dead novels, each of which has been swallowed at a mouthful by the public, and is done with. In America, as in England, the leading literary groups are just now to be found less among the poets than among the writers of prose fiction. Of these younger authors, we have in America such men as Winston Churchill, Robert Grant, Hamlin Garland, Owen Wister, Arthur S. Pier, and George Wasson; any one of whom may at any moment surprise us by doing something better than the b