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Sophocles (search for this): chapter 23
otably John Sullivan Dwight, long-time Boston's chief musical critic. Many a sympathetic talk they had together; one can see him now, his eyes burning gentle fire, head nodding, hands waving, as he denounced what seemed to him wanton cacophony. She avoided the Symphony Concerts at which the new music was exploited; but it was positive pain to her to miss a symphony of Beethoven or Schubert. In March of this year the Saturday Morning Club of Boston gave a performance of the Antigone of Sophocles. In afternoon to the second representation of the Antigone. . . . On the whole very pathetic and powerful. Mrs. Tilden full of dramatic fire; Sally Fairchild ideally beautiful in dress, attitude, and expression. The whole a high feast of beauty and of poetry. The male parts wonderfully illusive, especially that of Tiresias, the seer.... To Laura 241 Beacon Street, Boston, April 26, 1890. I'se very sorry for unhandsome neglect complained of in your last. What are we going to do
Diana (search for this): chapter 23
cles with indignation. Fortunately the deed was discovered in time. She was always thoughtful of animals. During the reign at 241 Beacon Street of the little fox-terrier Patch, it often fell to her lot to take him out to walk, and she felt this a grave responsibility. One day Patch ran away on Beacon Street, and would not come back when she called him. At this instant Dr. Holmes, passing, paused for a friendly greeting. Mrs. Howe, he said, I trust this fine morning-- Catch the dog! cried Mrs. Howe. One author flew one way, one the other; between the two Patch was caught and brought in triumph home. One dog story recalls another. She was in the North Station one day, about to start for Gardiner, as was also the setter Diana, crated and very unhappy. Here, Auntie! said the baggage-master; you set here and be company for the dog, and I'll get your check! She complied meekly, and was found somewhat later by her escort, being company for a much-comforted Diana.
Tiresias (search for this): chapter 23
ositive pain to her to miss a symphony of Beethoven or Schubert. In March of this year the Saturday Morning Club of Boston gave a performance of the Antigone of Sophocles. In afternoon to the second representation of the Antigone. . . . On the whole very pathetic and powerful. Mrs. Tilden full of dramatic fire; Sally Fairchild ideally beautiful in dress, attitude, and expression. The whole a high feast of beauty and of poetry. The male parts wonderfully illusive, especially that of Tiresias, the seer.... To Laura 241 Beacon Street, Boston, April 26, 1890. I'se very sorry for unhandsome neglect complained of in your last. What are we going to do about it? I have now and then made efforts to reclaim the old Party, but have long considered her incorrigible. What shall we say, then? Where sin doth abound, Grace shall much more abound, or words to that effect, are recorded of one Paul, of whom I have no mean opinion. So, there's Scripture for you, do you see? As I wrote
Antoinette Blackwell (search for this): chapter 23
n of the theme, viz., art made valuable for the reform of criminals. I spoke of this with warmth. After the Congress the visiting ladies enjoyed a drive about the city of Denver. I went early to the High School with A. A. B. The Reverend Antoinette Blackwell. Found Mrs. Cheney speaking to the pupils assembled. She did not notice our entrance and spoke of me very warmly. Presently, turning round, she saw us and we all laughed. I spoke to them of my drink of youth ; compared the spirit I was taken down to dinner by Professor Moore, President of the occasion. ... I was suddenly and unexpectedly called for, and all were requested to rise, which was a great honor done me. I spoke of two Congregationalists whom I had known, Antoinette Blackwell, of whose ordination I told; then of Theodore Parker, of whom I said, Nothing that I have heard here is more Christian than what I heard from him. I told of his first having brought into notice the hymn, Nearer, My God, to Thee, and said
John S. Dwight (search for this): chapter 23
Bell, Pratt, and Agassiz. Walker made the first speech at the table, H. M. H. Henry Marion Howe. being toastmaster. Walker seemed to speak very feelingly, calling me the first citizeness of the country; stood silent a little and sat down. Dwight read a delightful poem; Hale left too soon to do anything. H. introduced J. S. D. thus: Sweetness and light, your name is Dwight. While we sat at table, baskets and bouquets of wonderful flowers kept constantly arriving; the sweet granddaughterDwight. While we sat at table, baskets and bouquets of wonderful flowers kept constantly arriving; the sweet granddaughters brought them in, in a sort of procession lovely to see. It rained in the afternoon, but the house was thronged with visitors, all the same. A sober entry, written the next day, when she was very tired, with a delightful fatigue : but on the day itself she was gay, enjoying her party to the full, treasuring every flower, wondering why people were so good to her. The festivities lasted several days, for every one wanted to play Birthday with her. The New England Woman's Club gave her a lun
James Martineau (search for this): chapter 23
Kappa poem and wrote at a stretch twenty-two verses, of four lines each, which was pretty much my day's work. Read in Martineau, in J. F. C., a little Greek, and the miserable Les Miserables. She decided to hold some conversations in the Unitary will not touch me! Then, she told us, I would stretch myself out at full length, and go to sleep. She was reading Martineau's Study of religion this summer with close attention and deep interest. His writings gave her unfailing delight. His little volume. The Study of religion is not light reading. We find now and then: Head threatening. Will not tackle Martineau to-day ; and again: My head is possessed with my study of Martineau. Had a moment's realizing sense this morning of thMartineau. Had a moment's realizing sense this morning of the universe as created and constantly re-created by the thought of the will of God. The phrase is common enough: the thought, vast beyond human conception. When her head was clear; she studied the great theologian eagerly, copying many passages f
Jack Gardner (search for this): chapter 23
. Pray accept my thanks and regrets and make them acceptable to your children. Faithfully yours, James Russell Lowell. The Journal thus notes the occasion. My seventieth birthday. A very busy day for all of us.... My head was dressed at eleven. All my children were here, with daughter-and sons-in-law. I had many lovely gifts. The house was like a garden of costly flowers. Breakfast was at 12.30; was in very good style. Guests: General Walker, John S. Dwight, E. E. Hale, Mrs. Jack Gardner, Mmes. Bell, Pratt, and Agassiz. Walker made the first speech at the table, H. M. H. Henry Marion Howe. being toastmaster. Walker seemed to speak very feelingly, calling me the first citizeness of the country; stood silent a little and sat down. Dwight read a delightful poem; Hale left too soon to do anything. H. introduced J. S. D. thus: Sweetness and light, your name is Dwight. While we sat at table, baskets and bouquets of wonderful flowers kept constantly arriving; the swe
Franz Schubert (search for this): chapter 23
se days the new music. Wagner and Brahms were anathema to her, as to many another music-lover of her time, notably John Sullivan Dwight, long-time Boston's chief musical critic. Many a sympathetic talk they had together; one can see him now, his eyes burning gentle fire, head nodding, hands waving, as he denounced what seemed to him wanton cacophony. She avoided the Symphony Concerts at which the new music was exploited; but it was positive pain to her to miss a symphony of Beethoven or Schubert. In March of this year the Saturday Morning Club of Boston gave a performance of the Antigone of Sophocles. In afternoon to the second representation of the Antigone. . . . On the whole very pathetic and powerful. Mrs. Tilden full of dramatic fire; Sally Fairchild ideally beautiful in dress, attitude, and expression. The whole a high feast of beauty and of poetry. The male parts wonderfully illusive, especially that of Tiresias, the seer.... To Laura 241 Beacon Street, Boston, A
L. Beethoven (search for this): chapter 23
t was in those days the new music. Wagner and Brahms were anathema to her, as to many another music-lover of her time, notably John Sullivan Dwight, long-time Boston's chief musical critic. Many a sympathetic talk they had together; one can see him now, his eyes burning gentle fire, head nodding, hands waving, as he denounced what seemed to him wanton cacophony. She avoided the Symphony Concerts at which the new music was exploited; but it was positive pain to her to miss a symphony of Beethoven or Schubert. In March of this year the Saturday Morning Club of Boston gave a performance of the Antigone of Sophocles. In afternoon to the second representation of the Antigone. . . . On the whole very pathetic and powerful. Mrs. Tilden full of dramatic fire; Sally Fairchild ideally beautiful in dress, attitude, and expression. The whole a high feast of beauty and of poetry. The male parts wonderfully illusive, especially that of Tiresias, the seer.... To Laura 241 Beacon Stre
Ednah Cheney (search for this): chapter 23
ot be a bad title. In October came the Woman's Congress in Denver; she was there, attending all meetings and sessions. Mrs.----.'s paper on The Redemptive Power of Art was very so-so, and did not touch my conception of the theme, viz., art made valuable for the reform of criminals. I spoke of this with warmth. After the Congress the visiting ladies enjoyed a drive about the city of Denver. I went early to the High School with A. A. B. The Reverend Antoinette Blackwell. Found Mrs. Cheney speaking to the pupils assembled. She did not notice our entrance and spoke of me very warmly. Presently, turning round, she saw us and we all laughed. I spoke to them of my drink of youth ; compared the spirits of youth to steam given to carry them on a celestial railroad; compared youth to wine in a beautiful vase; spoke of ancient libations to the gods; our libation to be poured to the true Divine; urged them not to starve their studies in order to feed their amusements. Two ways o
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