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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, John Greenleaf Whittier, Chapter 1: childhood (search)
at with us at the supper-table; and, when we were all gathered round the hearth that cold autumnal evening, he told us, partly by words, and partly by gestures, the story of his life and misfortunes: amused us with descriptions of the grape-gatherings and festivals of his sunny clime; edified my mother with a recipe for making bread of chestnuts; and in the morning, when after breakfast his dark sullen face lighted up, and his fierce eyes moistened with grateful emotion as in his own silvery Tuscan accent he poured out his thanks, we marvelled at the fears which had so nearly closed our doors against him; and, as he departed, we all felt that he had left with us the blessing of the poor. But what was the boy himself who was nurtured by that fireside? Whittier tells us this also, in his other poem, The Barefoot boy. Blessings on thee, little man Barefoot boy with cheek of tan, With thy turned — up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by s