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Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), Introduction. (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Mrs. S. B. Shaw . (search)
To Mrs. S. B. Shaw. West Newton, 1852.
Do you know that Harriet Hosmer, daughter of a physician in Watertown, has produced a remarkably good piece of statuary?
It is a bust of Vesper, the Evening Star.
I never saw a tender, happy drowsiness so well expressed.
A star shining on her forehead, and beneath her breast lies the crescent moon.
Her graceful hair is intertwined with capsules of the poppy.
It is cut with great delicacy and precision, and the flesh seems to me very flesh-like.
The poetic conception is her own, and the workmanship is all her own. A man worked upon it a day and a half, to chip off large bits of marble; but she did not venture to have him go within several inches of the surface she intended to work.
Miss Hosmer is going to Rome in October, accompanied by her father, a plain, sensible man, of competent property.
She expects to remain in Italy three years, with the view of becoming a sculptor by profession.
Mrs. Stowe's truly great work, Uncle Tom's C
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Mrs. . B. Shaw . (search)
To Mrs. . B. Shaw. Medford, 1860.
You doubtless remember Thomas Sims, the fugitive slave, who was surrendered in Boston, in 1852.
I saw a letter from him to his sister expressing an intense longing for his freedom, and I swore by the Eternal, as General Jackson used to say, that as Massachusetts had sent him into slavery, Massachusetts should bring him back.
I resolved, also, that it should all be done with pro-slavery money.
They told me that I had undertaken to hoe a very hard row.
I laughed, and said, It shall be done: General Jackson never retracts.
I expected to have to write at least a hundred letters, and to have to station myself on the steps of the State House this winter, to besiege people.
Sims is a skilful mechanic and his master asks $1,800 for him. A large sum for an abolitionist to get out of pro-slavery purses!
But I got it!
I got it!
I got it!
Hurrah! I had written only eighteen letters, when one gentleman promised to pay the whole sum, provided I would