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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Chapter 7: the corner stone laid (search)
ppropriate title of The Schoolmaster, the first appearing in the number for July 18, 1831, New England Magazine, i. 27. and the sixth and last in the number for February, 1833. Ibid. IV. 131. He writes to his sister (July 17, 1831), I hereby send you a magazine for your amusement. I wrote The schoolmaster and the translation from Luis de Gorgora. Ms. letter. It is worth mentioning that he adds, Read The late Joseph Natterstrom. It is good. This was a story by William Austin, whose Peter Rugg, the Missing Man, has just been mentioned as an early landmark of the period. See Writings of William Austin, Boston, 1890. It is fair to say, however, that the critic of to-day can hardly see in these youthful pages any promise of the Longfellow of the future. The opening chapter, describing the author as a country schoolmaster, who plays with his boys in the afternoon, is only a bit of Irving diluted,—the later papers, A Walk in Normandy, The Village of Auteuil, etc., carrying the th
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Chapter 11: Hyperion and the reaction from it (search)
church; and others for being common-sleepers there on the Lord's day? Truly, many quaint and quiet customs, many comic scenes and strange adventures, many wilt and wondrous things, fit for humorous tale, and soft, pathetic story, lie all about us here in New England. There is no tradition of the Rhine nor of the Black Forest, which can compare in beauty with that of the Phantom Ship. The Flying Dutchman of the Cape, and the Klabotermann of the Baltic, are nowise superior. The story of Peter Rugg, the man who could not find Boston, is as good as that told by Gervase of Tilbury, of a man who gave himself to the devils by an unfortunate imprecation, and was used by them as a wheelbarrow; and the Great Carbuncle of the White Mountains shines with no less splendor, than that which illuminated the subterranean palace in Rome, as related by William of Malmesbury. Truly, from such a Fortunatus's pocket and wishing-cap, a talebearer may furnish forth a sufficiency of perylous adventures r
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