t a giant himself, but he knew how to distinguish true greatness from the spurious commodity.
Emerson considered his varied accomplishments his worst enemy; but that depends on how you choose to look at it. It is probable enough that if Cranch had followed out a single pursuit to its perfection, and if he had not lived so many years in Europe, he would have been a more celebrated man; but Cranch did not care for celebrity.
He was content to live and to let live.
Men of great force, like Macaulay and Emerson, who impress their personality on the times in which they live, communicate evil as well as good; but Cranch had no desire to influence his fellow men, and for this reason his influence was of a purer quality.
It was like the art of Albert Durer.
No one could conceive of Cranch's injuring anybody; and if all men were like him there would be no more wars, no need of revolutions.
Force, however, is necessary to combat the evil that is already established.
He died at his hous
of Infinite Justice.
Thaddeus Stevens introduced a bill for the purpose June 4, 1864, and after waiting a whole year the colored soldiers received their dues.
Andrew declared in his message to Congress that this affair was a disgrace to the National Government; and I fear we shall have to agree with him.
At this time there were not less than five thousand officers drawing pay in the Union armies above the requisite proportion of one officer to twenty-two privates.
Sixty years ago Macaulay noticed the injurious effects on oratory of newspaper publication.
Parliamentary speeches were written to be read rather than to be listened to. It was a peculiarity of Andrew, however, that he wrote his letters and even his messages to the Legislature as if he were making a speech.
In conversation he was plain, sensible and kindly.
He made no pretensions to oratory in his public addresses, but his delivery was easy, clear, and emphatic.
At times he spoke rather rapidly, but not so m
lso says that on one occasion when the young princes had some sort of a feast together, the others all gave the caterer from five to ten francs as a pourboir, but Louis Napoleon gave him a twentyfranc piece.
When his companions expressed their surprise at this Louis said: It is only right that I should do so, for some day I shall be Emperor.
As a rule few Italian men attend church.
The women go; but the men, if not heretical, are at least rather indifferent on the subject of religion.
Macaulay refers to this fact in his essay on Macchiavelli, and Dr. Appleton, who has lived among them, knows it to be true.
To make amends for it, English and American ladies are returning to the fold of St. Peter in large numbers; and many of them bring their male relatives eventually with them.
I believe this to be largely a matter of fashion.
They have always accepted the Protestant creed as a matter of course, and coming here, where they are separated from all previous associations, they find