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Thomas Crawford (search for this): chapter 20
ski in a Nocturne of Chopin's for violin and piano. All went well. Our pleasure and fatigue were both great. The house looked charming. In the autumn came a lecture tour, designed to recoup the heavy expenses of the Eastern trip. Never skilful in matters of money-making, this tour was undertaken with less preparation than the modern lecturer could well imagine. She corresponded with I Luther Terry, an American painter who had lived long in Rome, and had been a close friend of Thomas Crawford. He survived his wife by some years. one and another Unitarian clergyman and arranged her lectures largely through them. Though she did not bring back so much money as many less popular speakers, she was, after all, her own mistress, and was not rushed through the country like a letter by ambitious managers. The Journal gives some glimpses of this trip. Twenty minutes to dress, sup, and get to the hall. Swallowed a cup of tea and nibbled a biscuit as I dressed myself. Foun
Noah (search for this): chapter 20
r, trying to overcome it. Crawford delighted in singing, and Auntie in playing his accompaniments. At dusk the two would repair to the old Chickering grand to make music — Schubert, Brahms, and arias from the oratorios they both loved. In the evening the three guitars would be brought out, and aunt and nephew, with Maud or Brother Harry, would sing and play German students' songs, or the folk-songs of Italy, Ireland, and Scotland. Our mother was sure to be asked for Matthias Claudius's Als Noah aus dem Kasten war: Crawford would respond with Im schwarzen Wallfisch zu Ascalon. This was the first of thirty happy years passed at 241 Beacon Street, the house Uncle Sam bought for her. The day she moved in, a friend asked her the number of her new house. 241, she answered. You can remember it because I'm the two-forty one. Oscar Wilde was at this time making a lecture tour through the United States. This was the heyday of his popularity; he had been heralded as the apostle of
Francis Marion Crawford (search for this): chapter 20
My first performance at the Casino Theatre. It went off very successfully, and I was much applauded, as were most of the others. Supper afterwards at Mrs. Richard Hunt's, where I had to appear in plain clothes, having been unable to accomplish evening dress after the play. Dear Flossy went with me. Another performance of that summer is not noted in the Journal; an impromptu rendering of Horatius at the bridge, in the green parlor at Oak Glen, with the following cast:-- HoratiusF. Marion Crawford. Spurius LartiusJ. W. H. HerminiusMaud Howe. The green parlor was an oval grass plot, thickly screened by tall cedars. Laura recited the ballad, keeping her voice as she could while the heroes waged desperate combat, but breaking down entirely when Horatius plunged headlong in the tide, and swam with magnificent action across — the greensward! September 18. Preached in Tiverton to-day. Text: The fashion of this world passeth away. Subject: Fashion, an intense but transient
Francis Parkman (search for this): chapter 20
Howe and the thanks of the company for her valuable assistance. Mrs. Howe's reply was very bright and apt, and her playful warnings of the dangers of sailing under false colors were fully appreciated. It is remembered that of all the gay company she was the only one who was letter-perfect in her part. To return to 1879. She preached many times this summer in and around Newport. Sunday, September 28. Hard at work. Could not look at my sermon until this day. Corrected my reply to Parkman. Had a very large audience for the place -all seats full and benches put in. Zzz Francis Parkman had written an article opposing woman suffrage. My sermon at the Unitarian Church in Newport. A most unexpected crowd to hear me. September 29. Busy with preparing the dialogue in Alice in Wonderland for the Town and Country Club occasion ... Many entries begin with hard at work, or very busy all day. This summer was made delightful by a visit from her sister Louisa, with her
J. A. Garfield (search for this): chapter 20
ited the ballad, keeping her voice as she could while the heroes waged desperate combat, but breaking down entirely when Horatius plunged headlong in the tide, and swam with magnificent action across — the greensward! September 18. Preached in Tiverton to-day. Text: The fashion of this world passeth away. Subject: Fashion, an intense but transient power; in contradistinction, the eternal things of God. September 25. Spent much of this day in composing a poem in commemoration of President Garfield's death. Spared no pains with this and succeeded better than I had expected. September 26. The President's funeral. Services held in most cities of the United States, I should judge. Solemn services also in London and Liverpool. To Samuel Ward 241 Beacon Street, December 22, 1881. Dearest Brother, . . . Your house, darling, was bright and lovely, yesterday. I had my old pet, Edwin Booth, to lunchwe were nine at table, the poet Aldrich disappointing us. From three to four
Weir Mitchell (search for this): chapter 20
ond ornament. The philosopher [we think it was Emerson] said, A violet is more beautiful. I cannot forget the disgust expressed in the jeweller's face at this remark. She then outlined the course laid out by the Friends in Council, lectures on astronomy, botany, natural history, all by eminent persons. They would not expect the Club to meet them on their own ground. They would come to that of their hearers, and would unfold to them what they were able to understand. Accordingly, Weir Mitchell discoursed to them on the Poison of Serpents, John La Farge on the South Sea Islands, Alexander Agassiz on Deep-Sea Dredging and the Panama Canal; while Mark Twain and Hans Breitmann made merry, each in his own inimitable fashion. The Town and Country Club had a long and happy career. No matter what heavy work she might have on hand for the summer, no sooner arrived at Newport than our mother called together her Governing Committee and planned out the season's meetings. It may have
Hecate (search for this): chapter 20
tly fell into a sort of trilogy of mingled prose and verse which was enough to drive one mad. Where hast thou been? Sticking pigs. And where hast thou? Why, curling wigs Fit for a shake in German jigs And hoo! carew! carew! We must have Hecate now, can't do without her. Throw the beans over the broomstick and say boo! And lo, Hecate comes, much like the others, only rather more so.... Now they began to work in good earnest. And they had brought with them whole bottles of sunophon,Hecate comes, much like the others, only rather more so.... Now they began to work in good earnest. And they had brought with them whole bottles of sunophon, and sozodont, and rypophagon, and hyperbolism and consternaculum, and a few others. And in the whole went. And one stirred the great pot over the fire, while the others danced around and sang-- Black pepper and red, White pepper and grey, Tingle, tingle, tingle, tingle, Till it smarts all day. Here's dyspepsia! Here's your racking headache of a morning. Here's podagra, and jaundice, and a few fits. And now it's done to a turn, and the weird sisters have done what they could for th
Jacob Chase (search for this): chapter 20
ay. Rainy weather. In the evening I had a mock meeting, with burlesque papers, etc. I lectured on Ism-Is-not-m, on Asm-spasm-plasm. July 24. Working hard, as usual. Marionettes at home in the evening. Laura had written the text. Maud was Julius Caesar; Flossy, Cassius; Daisy, Brutus. July 28. Read my lecture on Modern Society in the Hillside Chapel at Concord. ... The comments of Messrs. Alcott and W. H. Channing were quite enough to turn a sober head. To the poorhouse and to Jacob Chase's with Joseph Coggeshall. Old Elsteth, whom I remember these many years, died a few weeks ago. One of the pauper women who has been there a long time told me that Elsteth cried out that she was going to Heaven, and that she gave her, as a last gift, a red handkerchief. Mrs. Anna Brown, whom I saw last year, died recently. Her relatives are people in good position and ought to have provided for her in her declining years. They came, in force, to her funeral and had a very nice coffin f
Spurius Lartius (search for this): chapter 20
at the Casino Theatre. It went off very successfully, and I was much applauded, as were most of the others. Supper afterwards at Mrs. Richard Hunt's, where I had to appear in plain clothes, having been unable to accomplish evening dress after the play. Dear Flossy went with me. Another performance of that summer is not noted in the Journal; an impromptu rendering of Horatius at the bridge, in the green parlor at Oak Glen, with the following cast:-- HoratiusF. Marion Crawford. Spurius LartiusJ. W. H. HerminiusMaud Howe. The green parlor was an oval grass plot, thickly screened by tall cedars. Laura recited the ballad, keeping her voice as she could while the heroes waged desperate combat, but breaking down entirely when Horatius plunged headlong in the tide, and swam with magnificent action across — the greensward! September 18. Preached in Tiverton to-day. Text: The fashion of this world passeth away. Subject: Fashion, an intense but transient power; in contradi
Wendell Phillips (search for this): chapter 20
ney's, where we found Frank Barlow, a little older, but quite unchanged as to character, etc. He has the endearing coquetry of a woman. Dear Mr. Emerson and Mrs. came to my lecture. Mr. E. said that he liked it. The audience was very attentive throughout. Stepped only once on my lame foot in getting into the sleigh .... January 28. Busy all day with my address for woman's suffrage meeting in the evening.... When I entered with my crutches the audience applauded quite generally.... Wendell Phillips made the concluding speech of the evening. He was less brilliant than usual, and kept referring to what I had said. I thanked him for this afterwards, and he said that my speech had spoiled his own; that I had taken up the very points upon which he had intended to dwell. February 11. Lecture at Groton, Massachusetts. As I went down the steps to the carriage, one of my crutches slipped and the careless hackman on my right let me fall, Frank catching me, but not until I had given m
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