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Charles Sumner (search for this): chapter 13
etter was called out by the death of Major-General Rufus Saxton, distinguished for his first arming of the freed slaves-- Washington, D. C., Feb. 29, 1908. Dear Higginson,--I have been reading with the greatest interest your article on Gen. Saxton. It has reminded me of an incident here — the time of which I cannot place. But I think you can; -and if you can I wish you would write & tell me when it happened — and perhaps what came of it. I was coming up in a street [car] when Charles Sumner came in & took a seat opposite me — The car was not crowded. Every one knew him, and he really addressed the whole car — though he affected to speak to me. But he meant to have every one hear-& they did. He said substantially this,-- The most important order since the war began has been issued at the War Department this morning. Directions have been given for the manufacture of a thousand pair of Red Breeches. They are to be patterned on the Red Trousers of the Zouavesand ar
Edward E. Hale (search for this): chapter 13
tters give a glimpse at the more impetuous and sunny aspects of his life. Turning again to its severer duties, it is interesting to notice that in conducting the funeral services of Mr. F. A. Hill, the Secretary of the State Board of Education, Dr. Hale said in warm praise of that able man: He lived by the spirit; I do not think he cared for method. The same was Hale's own theory also, or, at any rate, his familiar practice. He believed, for instance, that the school hours of a city should beHale's own theory also, or, at any rate, his familiar practice. He believed, for instance, that the school hours of a city should be very much shortened, yet never made it clear what pursuits should take their places; for it was the habit of his fertile brain to formulate schemes and allow others to work them out. Many of his suggestions fell to the ground, but others bore rich fruit. Among these latter are the various Lend a hand clubs which have sprung up all over the country, not confining themselves to sect or creed, and having as their motto a brief verse of his writing. He went to no divinity school to prepare himse
F. A. Hill (search for this): chapter 13
after publishing his military memoirs he became a member of the BA C [Boston Authors' Club] I am sorry to say that he already drank the Lager which was furnished him by the American Bottling Company So no more at present from your old companion in arms, Edward E. Hale, A B 1839. These letters give a glimpse at the more impetuous and sunny aspects of his life. Turning again to its severer duties, it is interesting to notice that in conducting the funeral services of Mr. F. A. Hill, the Secretary of the State Board of Education, Dr. Hale said in warm praise of that able man: He lived by the spirit; I do not think he cared for method. The same was Hale's own theory also, or, at any rate, his familiar practice. He believed, for instance, that the school hours of a city should be very much shortened, yet never made it clear what pursuits should take their places; for it was the habit of his fertile brain to formulate schemes and allow others to work them out. Many
d him in literature. The best bit of prose that I can possibly associate with him was a sketch in a newspaper bearing the somewhat meaningless title The last shake, suggested by watching the withdrawal of the last man with a hand-cart who was ever allowed to shake carpets on Boston Common. He was, no doubt, a dusty and forlorn figure enough. But to Hale's ready imagination he stood for a whole epoch of history, for the long procession of carpet-shakers who were doing their duty there when Percy marched to Lexington, or when the cannonade from Breed's Hill was in the air. Summer and winter had come and gone, sons had succeeded their fathers at their work, and the beating of the carpets had gone on, undrowned by the rising city's roar. At last the more fastidious aldermen rebelled, the last shake was given, and Edward Everett Hale wrote its elegy. I suppose I kept the little newspaper cutting on my desk for five years, as a model of what wit and sympathy could extract from the humb
ent character. Out of the myriad translations of Homer, there is in all English literature but one version known to me of even a single passage which gives in a high degree the Homeric flavor. That passage is the description of the Descent of Neptune (Iliad, Book Xiii), and was preserved in Hale's handwriting by his friend Samuel Longfellow, with whom I edited the book Thalatta, --a collection of sea poems. His classmate, Hale, had given it to him when first written, and then had forgotten hat we made out a title-page between us, with a table of contents, all genuine, for the imaginary first number. Such a book was to some extent made real in Thalatta, and the following is Hale's brilliant Homeric translation:-- The descent of Neptune There sat he high retired from the seas; There looked with pity on his Grecians beaten There burned with rage at the God-king who slew them. Then rushed he forward from the rugged mountain; He beat the forest also as he came downward, And the h
Edward Everett Hale (search for this): chapter 13
XII. Edward Everett Hale The life of Edward Everett Hale has about it a peculiar interest asEdward Everett Hale has about it a peculiar interest as a subject of study. The youngest member of his Harvard class,--that of 1839,--he was also the moss. When the Reverend Edward Cummings came to Dr. Hale's assistance in the South Congregational Churle. Such and so curiously composed was Edward Everett Hale. He was the second son of a large famied into them on the way down. This was Edward Everett Hale; and this early vision was brought to mrebelled, the last shake was given, and Edward Everett Hale wrote its elegy. I suppose I kept the days, we get another characteristic glimpse of Hale as a student. The Sunday afternoon before bein More firmly than on any of these productions Hale's literary fame now rests on an anonymous study With Love to all yours Truly & always E. E. Hale. This next letter was called out by theesent from your old companion in arms, Edward E. Hale, A B 1839. These letters give a glimp[8 more...]
Sarah Preston (search for this): chapter 13
many minds as Hale, and his personal popularity was unbounded. He had strokes of genius, sometimes with unsatisfying results; yet failures never stood in his way, but seemed to drop from his memory in a few hours. An unsurpassable model in most respects, there were limitations which made him in some minor ways a less trustworthy example. Such and so curiously composed was Edward Everett Hale. He was the second son of a large family of sons and daughters, his parents being Nathan and Sarah Preston (Everett) Hale, and he was born in Boston, April 3, 1822. His father was the editor of the leading newspaper in Boston, the Daily Advertiser, and most of his children developed, in one way or another, distinct literary tastes. The subject of this sketch had before him, as a literary example and influence, the celebrated statesman and orator whose name he bore, and who was his mother's brother. My own recollections of him begin quite early. Nearly two years younger than he, I was, l
Edward Everett (search for this): chapter 13
s Hale, and his personal popularity was unbounded. He had strokes of genius, sometimes with unsatisfying results; yet failures never stood in his way, but seemed to drop from his memory in a few hours. An unsurpassable model in most respects, there were limitations which made him in some minor ways a less trustworthy example. Such and so curiously composed was Edward Everett Hale. He was the second son of a large family of sons and daughters, his parents being Nathan and Sarah Preston (Everett) Hale, and he was born in Boston, April 3, 1822. His father was the editor of the leading newspaper in Boston, the Daily Advertiser, and most of his children developed, in one way or another, distinct literary tastes. The subject of this sketch had before him, as a literary example and influence, the celebrated statesman and orator whose name he bore, and who was his mother's brother. My own recollections of him begin quite early. Nearly two years younger than he, I was, like him, the
Edward Cummings (search for this): chapter 13
XII. Edward Everett Hale The life of Edward Everett Hale has about it a peculiar interest as a subject of study. The youngest member of his Harvard class,--that of 1839,--he was also the most distinguished among them and finally outlived them all. Personal characteristics which marked him when a freshman in college kept him young to the end of his days. When the Reverend Edward Cummings came to Dr. Hale's assistance in the South Congregational Church, he was surprised to find practically no young people in the parish, and still more surprised to know that their pastor was ignorant of the fact. These parishioners were all young when Dr. Hale took them in charge, and to him they had always remained so, for he had invested them with his own fresh and undying spirit. Probably no man in America, except Beecher, aroused and stimulated quite so many minds as Hale, and his personal popularity was unbounded. He had strokes of genius, sometimes with unsatisfying results; yet failur
Wendell P. Garrison (search for this): chapter 13
Hale's literary fame now rests on an anonymous study in the Atlantic Monthly, called The man without a country, a sketch of such absolutely lifelike vigor that I, reading it in camp during the Civil War, accepted it as an absolutely true narrative, until I suddenly came across, in the very midst of it, a phrase so wholly characteristic of its author that I sprang from my seat, exclaiming Aut Caesar Aut nullus; Edward Hale or nobody. This is the story on which the late eminent critic, Wendell P. Garrison, of the Nation, once wrote (April 17, 1902), There are some who look upon it as the primer of Jingoism, and he wrote to me ten years earlier, February 19, 1892, What will last of Hale, I apprehend, will be the phrase A man without a country, and perhaps the immoral doctrine taught in it which leads to Mexican and Chilean wars-- My country, right or wrong. Be this as it may, there is no doubt that on this field Hale's permanent literary fame was won. It hangs to that as securely as
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