This text is part of:
[155]
our bathing place on Charles River the “Bower of Blisse.”
In 1834 Lowell and Story went to college, and my brother afterward to the East Indies, so I was dropped from their circle, except as a boy in a college town watches the works and ways of the students.
Both Lowell and Story were popular and socially brilliant in college, but neither gave unmixed satisfaction to the Faculty.
Both were of the kind who read old English plays a good deal, and of the rarer number who get some good out of them.
Lowell's reputation as a wit was established in the editorship of Harvardiana, as Holmes's had been ten years earlier in The Collegian, though Lowell's contributions were mainly in prose.
After entering college myself in 1837, I began to meet him as an older man in Cambridge society, where he was again eclipsed in immediate prestige by Story, than whom there has never been a more varied Admirable Crichton, at least in that little world.
Story was handsome, fearless, audacious, overflowing with spirits, good at everything,--singing, acting, sketching, caricaturing.
But if he was the
Macmillan, 1900.
Tufts University provided support for entering this text.
This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.
An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.