Please give the love of all of us to her, and to C. and A., and assure them that we shall endeavor to keep up the reputation of our country for humanity.
Yours always faithfully, Geo. Ticknor.
To Mr. Charles S. Daveis. Boston, October 13, 1860.
My dear Charles,—Since I wrote from the Glen,
In the White Mountains. I have heard of you-until yesterday-only by accident.
Our calculations for our tour in the Mountains were overrun by two days, so that, when we reached Gorham again, I had no time either to see Lady Head off for Quebec, or to stop a night in Portland and see you, both of which I much regretted.
Since our nominal return to Boston, which was necessary to keep other engagements, we have been little at home.
We made a visit directly to our kinsfolk in Berkshire,
Hon. B. R. Curtis and his family. which had been promised three successive years; then we went to New York to buy carpets, missing Cogswell, or, as he pretends, avoiding him by a day; t