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Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 1,606 0 Browse Search
Lucius R. Paige, History of Cambridge, Massachusetts, 1630-1877, with a genealogical register 462 0 Browse Search
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.) 416 0 Browse Search
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George Bancroft, History of the Colonization of the United States, Vol. 1, 17th edition. 260 0 Browse Search
George Bancroft, History of the United States from the Discovery of the American Continent, Vol. 2, 17th edition. 254 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 3 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 242 0 Browse Search
HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF MEDFORD, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, FROM ITS FIRST SETTLEMENT, IN 1630, TO THE PRESENT TIME, 1855. (ed. Charles Brooks) 230 0 Browse Search
George Bancroft, History of the United States from the Discovery of the American Continent, Vol. 3, 15th edition. 218 0 Browse Search
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1 166 0 Browse Search
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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 7: a very moral and nice book (search)
odern writer who dares to criticise him. Mr. Howells cannot so much as venture the remark that good Sir Walter's opening chapter of genealogy is sometimes a little long-winded, and that it may be permissible to begin with Chapter Second, but he rouses Mr. Lang's utmost indignation. Mr. Haggard cannot be classed as a dime novelist without protests of amazement and assurances that he is the lineal successor of Scott, and that to have left unread a single story of Haggard's is to have fallen short of the highest culture. Omit, if you will, the Widowed wife and wedded maid, Betrothed, betrayer, and betrayed, but read every word about She-if the phrase be not ungrammatical-or you are lost. It is painful, but really Mr. Lang's confessions recall the case of that New England bookseller in a small town who recently informed an inquirer that he had never heard of Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes, but that he was probably the husband of Mrs. Mary J. Holmes, who wrote such lovely novels. 1896
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 8: local fiction (search)
ity at the book — stalls. There has been a curious analogy in the experience of Scottish and New England fiction. Both representing a rugged soil and a severely simple life, with a dialect supposed are alike, at least if one is painted by Barrie and the other by Ian Maclaren; nor any three New England hamlets if painted respectively by Sarah Orne Jewett, Mary Wilkins, and Alice Brown. Miss Jen delineation, but their life will be grim-sometimes too grim. Undoubtedly the whole life of New England seems to all English readers much more stern and sombre than it is, because of her delineatioof the good looks of the English people because of Du Maurier's pictures in Punch. The latest New England story-teller, Miss Alice Brown, is in a fair way to rank as the best of the three, because t so impossible, an every-day gentleman or lady. But Miss Jewett can produce types of the old New England gentry, dwelling perhaps in the quietest of country towns, yet incapable of any act which is
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 12: the next step in journalism (search)
tion --must yet occur. Clearly the process of simply gathering the news, such as it is, has almost approached perfection; it seems impossible to carry it much further than the point which the metropolitan press has already attained. The next point attempted must certainly be that indicated by the old Scotch song, But are ye sure the news is true? It is inevitable that in time we should aim at quality as well as quantity; at accuracy as well as amount. The old rustic objurgation in New England, Yer don't know nothina, and what yer du know yer don't know sartin, is no longer applicable in full. Nobody can now apply the first half to the daily press; but the last half is as applicable as ever. The larger the newspaper, the greater seems the deficiency on this point. It is not a question of wilful falsehood, which is perhaps rare, but we simply see an art which has reached a certain point, and is yet to be developed further. I asked a very successful newspaper correspondent
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 15: the cant of cosmopolitanism (search)
ve was right in saying that a person who would say rude things would be sure to take in London. And in circles of really good manners, some of the Americans who have been most cordially received in Europe, from the Revolutionary days until the present time, have been those who did not go abroad until middle life, when their habits had been formed wholly at home. The late Richard Grant White always maintained that he never saw in Europe manners so fine as those of his own grandfather, in New England; and when he himself first visited England, at fifty or thereabouts, he was described in the London papers as having the bearing of a lord and the figure of a guardsman. In the same way Lady Eastlake describes Motley's visible annoyance at being constantly addressed as Milord at German hotels; and I knew a Boston lady, going abroad for the first time after middle life, who was identified for her husband by the Suisse at a crowded cathedral, where they had got separated, as the lady with
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 20: classes and masses (search)
ocracy of wealth can ever create much cringing beyond its immediate village or city. It is only an hereditary aristocracy that is sufficiently intrenched to assert such universally recognized prestige. It is to be remembered, however, that another pillar of hereditary aristocracyland-ownership — is easily enough created in a nation of mere wealth. In the country town where this is written — a village of about a hundred permanent families, and in local situation the highest village in New England--the main territorial ownership is steadily passing into the hands of a comparatively few city people. There are three men who own a thousand acres apiece or thereabouts. The farms they have bought up are either abandoned or worked on shares or let out at a low rent, rarely being occupied by the original farmers. The tendency is to substitute for the original freehold system what is practically a tenantry, with a group remaining in the village of what were once farming families, but w
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Book and heart: essays on literature and life, Chapter 29: acts of homage (search)
ved them very cordially. This seems rather to recall the descriptions given of dignitaries by Major Jack Downing, in the last generation, who was habitually on easy terms with them, and yet would hardly have regarded it as an act of homage even when he pulled off General Jackson's boots. Yet we are distinctly assured by the Spectator (July 1), which is on the whole the most reasonable of the great London weeklies, that it was no small honor [for the Queen] to receive thus the homage of New England, and to feel that she was greeted not merely as the Queen of England, but of the English race. It is worth while to know at last what was the equivalent supposed to be given for all these receptions at Windsor Castle, these reviews at Aldershot. The Americans were supposed to bring homage from a once rebellious colony, now grown to a nation. It is a good thing to understand this. Hereafter, when the Worshipful Society of London Fish-mongers or the Fabian Society visits this country an