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across the Atlantic . . . . But more important than his manner of speech was the spirit that expressed itself not only in his words but in his actions and bearing.
I have never seen in any other man so perfect a union of the most democratic (I use the word in our British sense) convictions and the most aristocratic bearing.
That to me was the most striking feature, and one very, very rarely found.
A memorial sermon was preached by this clergyman after
Colonel Higginson's death from the text, ‘A man shall be as an hiding place from the wind and a covert from the tempest,’ and reported in the London Times.
In this address
Mr. Horder called his subject a ‘perfect English gentleman, adding thereto the freshness of the
American.’
An interesting chance acquaintance was made at the
South Kensington Museum, when the
American author was examining the original manuscripts of
Coleridge.
He was talking with the custodian of these treasures about
Hartley Coleridge and quoting his poems, when his listener suddenly remarked, ‘My name is
Hartley Coleridge!’
and explained that he was a grandson of
Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
This new and congenial friend was full of interesting anecdotes about
Coleridge,
Southey, and
Lamb.
Higginson wrote:—
July 20.
Lunched with E. Hartley Coleridge at Oxford and Cambridge Club . . . . Coleridge does not
