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Wentworth Higginson (search for this): chapter 1
rtain traits and habits. Confining ourselves, for instance, to the successive Stephen Higginsons, born in Salem,— Wentworth Higginson's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather,—we find them all upright and fearless, actively interested in the geortitude the sorrows that came to her, the most bitter of which was the fate of her son Thacher. This youth, whom Wentworth Higginson called his gayest and most frolicsome brother, went on a voyage to South America and the ship was never heard from nor cease burning a nightly beacon. It would seem that those days must have been longer than ours when we read of Mrs. Higginson's daily doings. Not only did she care for a large household, entertain a great variety of visitors, walk from Cambri Boston to make calls or do errands, but withal she accomplished a vast amount of valuable reading. Of his mother, Colonel Higginson always spoke with the most tender and reverent affection. In an article of his called The Woman Who Most Influence
Dearly-Beloved Mother (search for this): chapter 1
being commonly known as Aunt Nancy. Wentworth Higginson always spoke of her affectionately as the aunt who brought me up. On her seventieth birthday, he wrote her, You seem to me no older than when I used to play with blocks upon the floor of our common chamber, or when you assisted me to insert myself for the first time in nankeen inexpressibles. Professor Charles Eliot Norton, in a letter to Colonel Higginson in 1904, says of these sisters: They [your friendly words] bring to mind my Mother's affection for your Mother, and for Aunt Nancy, who was as dear an Aunt to us children at Shady Hill as she was to you and your brothers and sisters. What dear and admirable women! What simple, happy lives they led! In their days of prosperity, the Higginsons exercised a lavish hospitality. Mrs. Higginson adapted herself readily, however, to changed fortunes, and in the companionship of her children, a large circle of friends, and many books, she passed a serene and contented life. S
Thacher (search for this): chapter 1
rs and sisters. What dear and admirable women! What simple, happy lives they led! In their days of prosperity, the Higginsons exercised a lavish hospitality. Mrs. Higginson adapted herself readily, however, to changed fortunes, and in the companionship of her children, a large circle of friends, and many books, she passed a serene and contented life. She was a deeply religious woman and bore with fortitude the sorrows that came to her, the most bitter of which was the fate of her son Thacher. This youth, whom Wentworth Higginson called his gayest and most frolicsome brother, went on a voyage to South America and the ship was never heard from. It was the mother's custom to retreat every evening about sunset to a certain window to write in her daily journal for her absent son. Not for many years did she give up all hope of his return, nor cease burning a nightly beacon. It would seem that those days must have been longer than ours when we read of Mrs. Higginson's daily doin
Rowena Houghton (search for this): chapter 1
hus spoke of his father:— He planned a path to each professor's door And placed a gate at every footpath's end; Above each gate he hung a lantern o'er To which each pair of learned feet might tend. He planted elms, but then there came a frown, And stern economy soon cast a blight. The frugal college took the lanterns down, But left the trees to flourish as they might. It was probably during the family's stay in Bolton that their acquaintance was made with Wentworth's future nurse, Rowena Houghton, who left the Higginson service to become the wife of Dexter Pratt, Longfellow's village blacksmith. From the Bolton farmhouse came the old leather fire-bucket which Colonel Higginson purchased and hung in his Cambridge home. It had been painted white, but the removal of the paint brought to light the name Stephen Higginson, Jr., and near the top of the bucket the phrase, In suis non fallitur. 1841. The house which the college built for Stephen Higginson on Kirkland Street, Cambri
Thomas Wentworth Storrow Higginson (search for this): chapter 1
t left the trees to flourish as they might. It was probably during the family's stay in Bolton that their acquaintance was made with Wentworth's future nurse, Rowena Houghton, who left the Higginson service to become the wife of Dexter Pratt, Longfellow's village blacksmith. From the Bolton farmhouse came the old leather fire-bucket which Colonel Higginson purchased and hung in his Cambridge home. It had been painted white, but the removal of the paint brought to light the name Stephen Higginson, Jr., and near the top of the bucket the phrase, In suis non fallitur. 1841. The house which the college built for Stephen Higginson on Kirkland Street, Cambridge, then called Professors' Row, still stands; and here, on one of the shortest days of the year, Thomas Wentworth Storrow Higginson began his eventful life. To use his own words, I was born on the 22nd of December, 1823, and had my proud birthright wrested from me when the change of dates landed the Pilgrims on December 23.
February 20th, 1834 AD (search for this): chapter 1
thus traced to my mother's direct influence three leading motives of her youngest son's life—the love of personal liberty, of religious freedom, and of the equality of the sexes. . . . Life brought her many cares and sorrows; but it never brought the saddest of all its griefs, disenchantment. Unfortunately, Wentworth's recollections of his father were vague. He notes in his college journal at the end of his freshman year, among other Reminiscences of Life: My excellent father died Feb'y 20th, 1834. I was unfortunately too young at that time to feel my loss much. But he took great pride in his father's useful life and especially in his close connection with the university; for not long after his financial misfortunes, Stephen Higginson was called from Bolton, where he had temporarily removed his family, to Cambridge to become the steward or bursar of Harvard College. He was deeply interested in Unitarianism and organized the Harvard Divinity School. His personal interest in t
June, 1904 AD (search for this): chapter 1
misfortunes, Stephen Higginson was called from Bolton, where he had temporarily removed his family, to Cambridge to become the steward or bursar of Harvard College. He was deeply interested in Unitarianism and organized the Harvard Divinity School. His personal interest in the Harvard undergraduates of his day is shown by letters written to him by those who had gone to Germany to continue their studies, one of these being Edward Everett. In a poem read before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, June, 1904, Colonel Higginson thus spoke of his father:— He planned a path to each professor's door And placed a gate at every footpath's end; Above each gate he hung a lantern o'er To which each pair of learned feet might tend. He planted elms, but then there came a frown, And stern economy soon cast a blight. The frugal college took the lanterns down, But left the trees to flourish as they might. It was probably during the family's stay in Bolton that their acquaintance was made with Wentwort
New Hampshire (New Hampshire, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
low who managed to make away with his worldly possessions in early youth, partly by generously endowing his brother and sisters. He was on his way to England from Jamaica in 1777 in a vessel which was captured by a Massachusetts privateer; and the young officer of twenty-two was landed as prisoner-of-war at Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Here in Tory circles, says the chronicle, he fell in love with the beautiful Anne Appleton, great-granddaughter of John Wentworth, first royal governor of New Hampshire. Captain Storrow was presently exchanged, and in spite of the bitter opposition of both families married this lovely girl of seventeen and carried her off to England to his cold and stately mother. That disappointed dame, having planned a match for her improvident son with an heiress whose estate marched with her own, had no fancy for a penniless American bride. The chilly atmosphere of this English home soon drove forth the pleasureloving captain, and the homesick child-wife beguiled
Halifax (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 1
with an heiress whose estate marched with her own, had no fancy for a penniless American bride. The chilly atmosphere of this English home soon drove forth the pleasureloving captain, and the homesick child-wife beguiled her solitary hours, both here and in other lonely places in which she was stranded in later years, by reading and study. Life for this wandering couple was a constant kaleidoscope. At one time, Mrs. Storrow was the centre of attraction in the gay and corrupt society of Halifax where her cousin, Sir John Wentworth, was high in power; and again she was undergoing great suffering and hardship imposed by the fortunes of war. That she was a spirited lady we may judge from a letter to her sister, in which she speaks thus of a certain arbitrary brother in whose house she had been staying: I had rather live with a Hottentot just escaped from the Caffres coast! Another instance of this quality occurred after the couple had made their home on the island of Campobello in
Portsmouth (New Hampshire, United States) (search for this): chapter 1
orrow of the British army, and his American wife, reads like a thrilling romance. The Grenadier, as he has been nicknamed in the family, seems to have been a gay, reckless fellow who managed to make away with his worldly possessions in early youth, partly by generously endowing his brother and sisters. He was on his way to England from Jamaica in 1777 in a vessel which was captured by a Massachusetts privateer; and the young officer of twenty-two was landed as prisoner-of-war at Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Here in Tory circles, says the chronicle, he fell in love with the beautiful Anne Appleton, great-granddaughter of John Wentworth, first royal governor of New Hampshire. Captain Storrow was presently exchanged, and in spite of the bitter opposition of both families married this lovely girl of seventeen and carried her off to England to his cold and stately mother. That disappointed dame, having planned a match for her improvident son with an heiress whose estate marched with her
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