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Quaker (Missouri, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
on during the winter of 1847, a young mother with two dear girl babies, when Sumner, I think, brought Whittier to our rooms and introduced him to me. His appearance then was most striking. His eyes glowed like black diamonds-his hair was of the same hue, brushed back from his forehead. Several were present on this occasion who knew him familiarly, and one of these persons bantered him a little on his bachelor state. Mr. Whittier said in reply: The world's people have taken so many of our Quaker girls that there is none left for me. A year or two later, my husband invited him to dine, but was detained so late that I had a tete-a-tAte of half an hour with Mr. Whittier. We sat near the fire, rather shy and silent, both of us. Whenever I spoke to Whittier, he hitched his chair nearer to the fire. At last Dr. Howe came in. I said to him afterwards, My dear, if you had been a little later, Mr. Whittier would have gone up the chimney. The most welcome visitor of all was Uncle Sam Wa
Amesbury (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ept. My book is to bear a simple title without my name, according to Longfellow's advice. Longfellow has been reading a part of the volume in sheets. He says it will make a sensation.... I feel much excited, quite unsettled, sometimes a little frantic. If I succeed, I feel that I shall be humbled by my happiness, devoutly thankful to God. Now, I will not write any more about it. The warmest praise came from the poets,--the high, impassioned few of her Salutatory. Whittier wrote:-- Amesbury, 29th, 12 mo. 1853. My dear Fr'd, A thousand thanks for thy volume! I rec'd it some days ago, but was too ill to read it. I glanced at Rome, Newport and Rome, and they excited me like a war-trumpet. To-day, with the wild storm drifting without, my sister and I have been busy with thy book, and basking in the warm atmosphere of its flowers of passion. It is a great book — it has placed thee at the head of us all. I like its noble aims, its scorn and hate of priestcraft and Slavery. It
Delaware (Delaware, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
e patience with which she endured all the troublesome traits of her much-loved husband. My dear, she replied, I shipped as Captain's mate, for the voyage! Our mother, quoting this, says, I cannot imagine a more useful motto for married life. During the thirty-four years of her own married life the Doctor was captain, beyond dispute; yet sometimes the mate felt that she must take her own way, and took it quietly. She was fond of quoting the words of Thomas Garrett, Of Wilmington, Delaware. whose house was for years a station of the Underground Railway, and who helped many slaves to freedom. How did you manage it? she asked him. His reply sank deep into her mind. It was borne in upon me at an early period, that if I told no one what I intended to do, I should be enabled to do it. The bond between our mother and father was not to be entirely broken even by death. She survived him by thirty-four years; but she never discussed with any one of us a question of deep imp
Vaucluse (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
wanted, you rose, and told the lady that you had something to tell her in the greatest confidence. Then she went into the entry with you, and you whispered in her ear, Mrs. Jimfarlan, I hate your pig! and then rushed out of the house. ... I have had one grand tea-party — the Longos, Curtis, etc., etc. We had tea out of doors and read Tennyson in the valley. It was very pleasant. ... The children spent Tuesday with the Hazards. I went over to tea. You remember the old beautiful place. Vaucluse, at Portsmouth. We have now a donkey tandem, which is the joy of the Island. The children go out with it, and every one who meets them is seized with cramps in the region of the diaphragm, they double up and are relieved by a hearty laugh. To her sister Annie October, 1854. I will tell you how I have been living since my return from Newport. I get up at seven or a little before, and am always down at half-past for breakfast. After breakfast I despatch the chicks to school and clea
Potsdam, N. Y. (New York, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
ogether in every variety of scene. We see them coming out of church together after a long and dull sermon, and hear him whisper to her, Ce pauvre Dieu! Again, we see them driving together after some function at which the address of one Potts had roused Uncle Sam to anger; hear him pouring out a torrent of eloquent vituperation, forgetting all else in the joy of freeing his mind. Pausing to draw breath, he glanced round, and, seeing an unfamiliar landscape, exclaimed, Where are we? At Potsdam, I think! said our mother quietly. Hardly less dear to us than Green Peace, and far dearer to her, was the summer home at Lawton's Valley, in Portsmouth, Near Newport, of which it is really a suburb. Rhode Island. Here, as at South Boston, the Doctor's genius for construction and repairs wrought a lovely miracle. He found a tiny farmhouse, sheltered from the seawinds by a rugged hillock; near at hand, a rocky gorge, through which tumbled a wild little stream, checked here and there
Concord (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
critical headsman. The veriest de'il --as Burns says -wad look into thy face and swear he could na wrang thee. With love to the Doctor and thy lovely little folk, I am Very sincerely thy friend, John G. Whittier. Emerson wrote:-- Concord, Mass., 30 Dec., 1853. Dear Mrs. Howe, I am just leaving home with much ado of happy preparation for an absence of five weeks, but must take a few moments to thank you for the happiness your gift brings me. It was very kind in you to send it to mer. His deep musical voice, his rare but kindly smile, are not to be forgotten. We do not remember Nathaniel Hawthorne's coming to the house, but his shy disposition is illustrated by the record of a visit made by our parents to his house at Concord. While they were in the parlor, talking with Mrs. Hawthorne, they saw a tall, slim man come down the stairs, and Mrs. Hawthorne called out, Husband! Husband! Dr. Howe and Mrs. Howe are here! Hawthorne bolted across the hall and out through th
Bordentown (New Jersey, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
, while stolen fruit would be bitter. We see ourselves gathered in the great dining-room, where the grand piano was, and the Gobelin carpet with the strange beasts and fishes, bought at the sale of the ex-King Joseph Bonaparte's furniture at Bordentown, and the Snyders' Boar Hunt, which one of us could never pass without a shiver; see ourselves dancing to our mother's playing,--wonderful dances, invented by Flossy, who was always premiere danseuse, and whose Lady MacBETHeth dagger dance was aure and occupation of the day. When I come down I sit with idle fingers, unable, as you know, to do the least thing. Chev reads the papers to me. At ten I am thankful to retire. I do not suppose that this life is more monotonous than yours in Bordentown, is it?... Oct. 19th. I was not able to finish this at one sitting, my best darling. I cannot write long without great pain. I had to go in town on Monday and Tuesday, and yesterday, for a wonder, Baby [Laura] was ill. She had severe rheum
South Carolina (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
— the R. R. being nearly or quite bankrupt. He is earning $5 a week in a Bank, and this is all they have to depend upon. She wants to hire a small farm somewhere in New Jersey and live upon it with her children.... To her sisters Thursday, Nov. 29, 1856. . We have been in the most painful state of excitement relative to Kansas matters and dear Charles Sumner, whose condition gives great anxiety. In consequence of the assault upon him in the Senate Chamber by Preston Brooks of South Carolina. Chev is as you might expect under such circumstances; he has had much to do with meetings here, etc., etc. New England spunk seems to be pretty well up, but what will be done is uncertain as yet. One thing we have got: the Massachusetts Legislature has passed the personal liberty bill, which will effectually prevent the rendition of any more fugitive slaves from Massachusetts. Another thing, the Tract Society here (orthodox) has put out old Dr. Adams, who published a book in favor of s
Newport (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
hanks for thy volume! I rec'd it some days ago, but was too ill to read it. I glanced at Rome, Newport and Rome, and they excited me like a war-trumpet. To-day, with the wild storm drifting withoutt has been told elsewhere Letters and Journals of Samuel Gridley Howe. how she once, being in Newport and waked from sleep by some noise, called to him; and how he, in Boston, heard her, and asked,en Peace, and far dearer to her, was the summer home at Lawton's Valley, in Portsmouth, Near Newport, of which it is really a suburb. Rhode Island. Here, as at South Boston, the Doctor's genius fuisite, the most beautiful I ever saw. The straw is very handsome, and will make me the envy of Newport, next summer. The worsted work appears to me rich and quaint, and shall be made up as soon as her sister Annie October, 1854. I will tell you how I have been living since my return from Newport. I get up at seven or a little before, and am always down at half-past for breakfast. After
Wheeling, W. Va. (West Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
the cars, with stoppages of ten minutes for dinner, and the devil take the hindmost. There ought to be no chickens this year, so many eggs have we eaten. Flossy was quite ill for two days at St. Louis. Chev is too rapid and restless a traveller for pleasure. Still, I think I shall be glad to have made the journey when it is all over — I must be stronger than I was, for I bear fatigue very well now and at first I could not bear it at all. We went from Philadelphia to Baltimore, thence to Wheeling, thence to see the Manns at Antioch — they almost ate us up, so glad were they to see us. Thence to Cincinnati, where two days with Kitty Rolker, a party at Larz Anderson's — Longworth's wine-cellar, pleasant attentions from a gentleman by the name of King, who took me about in a carriage and proposed everything but marriage. After passing the morning with me, he asked if I was English. I told him no. When we met in the evening, he had thought matters over, and exclaimed, You must be Miss<
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