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Julia (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
days when one French 6migrg of rank dressed the hair of fashionable New York, while another made its salads, the two going their rounds before every festivity. Julia's musical education began early. Her first teacher was a French artist, so irritable that the terrified child could remember little that he taught her. He was sucle one, and recommended to her father Signor Cardini, formerly an intimate of the Garcia family, and thoroughly versed in the famous Garcia method. Under his care Julia's voice developed into a pure, clear mezzo-soprano, of uncommon range and exquisite quality. She felt all through her life the benefit of those early lessons. sly rejoined the younger. My father was so amused at this sally that he spoke of it to an intimate friend: He will die in defence of the social tie, indeed! Julia's girlhood evenings were mostly spent at home, with books, needlework, and music, varied by an occasional lecture or concert, or a visit to some one of the uncles'
Louisa Court House (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
fine collection of books, Mr. Ward built a library specially for them. This was the house into which the family moved in 1835, Julia being then sixteen years of age; this was the house she loved, the memory of which was dear to her through all the years of her life. The family was at that time patriarchal in its dimensions: Mr. Ward and his six children, Dr. and Mrs. Francis and their four; often, too, Grandma Cutler and other Cutlers, not to speak of Wards, Greenes, and McAllisters. （Louisa, youngest of the Cutler sisters, one of the most beautiful and enchanting women of her time, was married to Matthew Hall McAllister.) One and all were sure of a welcome at The corner ; one and all were received with cordial urbanity, first by Johnson, the colored butler, later by Mr. Ward, the soul of dignified hospitality. Another inmate of the house during several years was Christy Evangelides, a Greek boy, orphaned in a Turkish massacre. Mr. Ward took the boy into his family, gave him
Broadway (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
e nineteenth century; a dignified mansion of brick, with columns and trimmings of white marble. In her Reminiscences, our mother recalls the spacious rooms, hung with red, blue, and yellow silk. The yellow drawing-room was reserved for high occasions, and for Miss Ward's desk and grand piano. This and the blue room were adorned by fine sculptured mantelpieces, the work of a young sculptor named Thomas Crawford, who was just coming into notice. Behind the main house, stretching along Broadway, was the picture gallery, the first private one in New York, and Mr. Ward's special pride. The children might not mingle in frivolous gayety abroad, but they should have all that love, taste, and money could give them at home; he filled his gallery with the best pictures he could find. A friend (Mr. Prescott Hall), making a timely journey through Spain, bought for him many valuable pictures,! among them a Snyders, a Nicolas Poussin, a reputed Velasquez and Rembrandt. It was for him that
Newport (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
was over. The matter was never mentioned again. The Wards continued to pass the summers at Newport, but no longer at good Jacob Bailey's farmhouse. Mr. Ward had bought a house in town, which a rule relaxed somewhat, and the pretty house became the centre of a sober hospitality. Indeed, Newport was a sober place in those days. There were one or two houses where dancing was allowed, but tleasure of its garden planted with roses and gooseberry bushes by Billy Bottomore, a quaint old Newport sportsman, who took the boys shooting, and showed them where to find plover, woodcock, and snipe. Billy Bottomore passed for an adopted son of old Father Corne, another Newport character of those days. This gentleman had come from Naples to Boston, toward the end of the eighteenth century, a twinkle to her eye, and we never tired of hearing how he told her, There is a single sister in Newport, a sempstress, to whom I have offered matrimony, but she says, No. The single sister finally
Christy Evangelides (search for this): chapter 3
all were sure of a welcome at The corner ; one and all were received with cordial urbanity, first by Johnson, the colored butler, later by Mr. Ward, the soul of dignified hospitality. Another inmate of the house during several years was Christy Evangelides, a Greek boy, orphaned in a Turkish massacre. Mr. Ward took the boy into his family, gave him his education and a start in life. Fifty years later Mr. Evangelides recalled those days in a letter to his sister Julia, and paid beautiful trMr. Evangelides recalled those days in a letter to his sister Julia, and paid beautiful tribute to his benefactor. To all thtiie should be added a host of servants and retainers; and masters of various kinds, coming to teach music, languages, even dancing, for the children were taught to dance even if they never (or very seldom) were allowed to go to dances. Many of these teachers were foreign patriots: those were the days when one French 6migrg of rank dressed the hair of fashionable New York, while another made its salads, the two going their rounds before every festivity.
Russell E. Glover (search for this): chapter 3
kindly host, rubbing his hands over the supper table, exclaimed: Now, ladies and gentlemen, help yourselves sang froidy! The roses and gooseberry bushes of the Newport garden once witnessed a serio-comic scene. There was another sea-captain, Glover by name, who had business connections with Prime, Ward & King, and who came to the house sometimes on business, sometimes for a friendly call. He was a worthy man of middle age and unromantic appearance; probably the eighteenyear-old Julia, drees for a friendly call. He was a worthy man of middle age and unromantic appearance; probably the eighteenyear-old Julia, dreamy and poetic, took no more notice of him than civility required; but he took notice of her, and one day asked her to walk out in the garden with him. Wondering much, she went. After some desultory remarks, the Captain drew a visiting-card from his pocket, wrote a few words upon it, and handed it to his young hostess. She read:-- Russell E. Glover's heart is yours
Billy Bottomore (search for this): chapter 3
no one might see her. She calls the cottage a delightful house, and speaks with special pleasure of its garden planted with roses and gooseberry bushes by Billy Bottomore, a quaint old Newport sportsman, who took the boys shooting, and showed them where to find plover, woodcock, and snipe. Billy Bottomore passed for an adoptedBilly Bottomore passed for an adopted son of old Father Corne, another Newport character of those days. This gentleman had come from Naples to Boston, toward the end of the eighteenth century, as a decorative artist, and had made a modest fortune by painting the walls of the fine houses of Summer Street, Temple Place, and Beacon Hill. He chose Newport as his final he would not like to revisit Naples. Ah, sir, replied the old man, my father is dead! Our mother loved to linger over these old-time figures. The name of Billy Bottomore always brought a twinkle to her eye, and we never tired of hearing how he told her, There is a single sister in Newport, a sempstress, to whom I have offered
Francis Marion (search for this): chapter 3
the Bible with the best commentaries, and daily a verse or two of the best poetry. In the days when Julia was going round the corner to Mrs. Smith's school, Sam was newly returned from a long course of study and travel abroad, while Henry and Marion were at Round Hill School under the care of Dr. Joseph Greene Cogswell and Mr. George Bancroft. The former was a beloved friend of the Ward family, and often visited them. We have pleasant glimpses of the household at this time, when the lines n, and brought the seals. Nothing was said on either side, but the habit was abandoned. Mr. Ward's anxious care for his children's welfare extended to every branch of their conduct. One evening, walking with Julia, he met his sons, Henry and Marion, each with a cigar in his mouth. He was much troubled, and said: Boys, you must give this up, and I will give it up too. From this time I forbid you to smoke, and I will join you in relinquishing the habit. He never smoked again; nor did the
Velasquez (search for this): chapter 3
nd the main house, stretching along Broadway, was the picture gallery, the first private one in New York, and Mr. Ward's special pride. The children might not mingle in frivolous gayety abroad, but they should have all that love, taste, and money could give them at home; he filled his gallery with the best pictures he could find. A friend (Mr. Prescott Hall), making a timely journey through Spain, bought for him many valuable pictures,! among them a Snyders, a Nicolas Poussin, a reputed Velasquez and Rembrandt. It was for him that Thomas Cole painted the four pictures representing The voyage of life, engravings from which may still be found in old-fashioned parlors. Some years later, when the eldest son, Samuel, returned from Europe, bringing with him a fine collection of books, Mr. Ward built a library specially for them. This was the house into which the family moved in 1835, Julia being then sixteen years of age; this was the house she loved, the memory of which was dear
E. Smith (search for this): chapter 3
lication, and at once arranged for myself hours of study, relieved by the practice of vocal and instrumental music. These hours of study were not all passed at home. In 1836 she was taking certain courses at the boarding and day school of Mrs. E. Smith, then in Fifth Avenue, first house from Washington Square. The Italian master was a son of the venerable Lorenzo da Ponte, who in his youth had written for Mozart the librettos of Don Giovanni and Le Nozze di Figaro. Four languages, Eng, or learn foreign languages, living or dead. If you can command only fifteen or twenty minutes, read the Bible with the best commentaries, and daily a verse or two of the best poetry. In the days when Julia was going round the corner to Mrs. Smith's school, Sam was newly returned from a long course of study and travel abroad, while Henry and Marion were at Round Hill School under the care of Dr. Joseph Greene Cogswell and Mr. George Bancroft. The former was a beloved friend of the Ward
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