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George Ticknor (search for this): chapter 3
soon transplanted into School readers and books of declamation, and the latter, at least, soon passed for a piece of genuine revolutionary eloquence. I remember learning it by heart, under that impression, and was really astonished, on recently reading The Rebels for the first time, to discover that the high-sounding periods which I had always attributed to Otis were really to be found in a young lady's romance. This book has a motto from Bryant, and is most respectfully inscribed to George Ticknor. The closing paragraph states with some terseness the author's modest anxieties-- Many will complain that I have dwelt too much on political. scenes, familiar to every one who reads our history; and others, on the contrary, will say that the character of the book is quite too tranquil for its title. I might mention many doubts and fears still more important; but I prefer silently to trust this humble volume to that futurity which no one can foresee and every one can read. The fe
Francis Jackson (search for this): chapter 3
w what these right hands have done, and I forbear. One published letter, however, may serve as a sample of many. It was addressed to the last Anti-slavery Festival at Boston, and not only shows the mode of action adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Child, but their latest opinions as to public affairs:-- Wayland, Jan. 1st, 1868. Dear friend Phillips : We enclose $50 as our subscription to the Anti-slavery Society. If our means equalled our wishes, we would send a sum as large as the legacy Francis Jackson intended for that purpose, and of which the society was deprived, as we think, by an unjust legal decision. If our sensible and judicious friend could speak to us from the other side of Jordan, we doubt not he would say that the vigilance of the Anti-slavery Society was never more needed than at the present crisis, and that, consequently, he was never more disposed to aid it liberally. Of course the rancorous pride and prejudice of this country cannot be cured by any short process,
April, 1821 AD (search for this): chapter 3
l, a very unequal share of educational opportunities; attending only the public schools, with one year at the private seminary of Miss Swan, in Medford. Her mother died in 1814, after which the family removed for a time to the State o.f Maine. In 1819, Convers Francis was ordained over the First Parish in Watertown, and there occurred in his study, in 1824, an incident which was to determine the whole life of his sister. Dr. J. G. Palfrey had written in the North American review for April, 1821, a review of the now forgotten poem of Yamoyden, in which he ably pointed out the use that might be made of early American history for the purposes of fictitious writing. Miss Francis read this article, at her brother's house, one summer Sunday noon. Before attending the afternoon service, she wrote the first chapter of a novel. It was soon finished, and was published that year,--a thin volume of two hundred pages, without her name, under the title of Hobomok ; a tale of early times. B
John Weiss (search for this): chapter 3
read together, and she was constantly bringing him Milton and Shakespeare to explain. He sometimes mystified her,--as brothers will, in dealing with maidens nine years old,--and once told her that the raven down of darkness, which was made to smile, was but the fur of a black cat that sparkled when stroked; though it still perplexed her small brain. why fur should be called down. This bit of levy from the future Professor of Theology I find in the excellent sketch of Dr. Francis, by Rev. John Weiss, his successor,--a little book which gives a good impression of the atmosphere in which the brother and sister were reared. Their earliest teacher was a maiden lady, named Elizabeth Francis,--but not a relative — and known universally as Ma'am Betty. She is described as a spinster of supernatural shyness, the never-forgotten calamity of whose life was that Dr. Brooks once saw her drinking water from the nose of her tea-kettle. She kept school in her bedroom; it was never tidy, and
Marvell (search for this): chapter 3
828. She established, in 1827, the Juvenile Miscellany, that delightful pioneer among children's magazines in America; and it was continued for eight years. In October, 1828, she was married to David Lee Child, a lawyer of Boston. In those days it seemed to be held necessary for American women to work their passage into literature by first compiling a cookery-book. They must be perfect in that preliminary requisite before they could proceed to advanced standing. It was not quite as in Marvell's satire on Holland, Invent a shovel and be a magistrate, but, Give us our dinner and then, it you please, what is called the intellectual feast. Any career you choose, let it only begin from the kitchen. As Charlotte Hawes has since written, First this steak and then that stake. So Mrs. Child published in 1829 her Frugal housewife, a book which proved so popular that in 1836 it had reached its twentieth edition, and in 1855 its thirty-third. The Frugal housewife now lies before me, a
Redwood (search for this): chapter 3
irst chapter of a novel. It was soon finished, and was published that year,--a thin volume of two hundred pages, without her name, under the title of Hobomok ; a tale of early times. By an American. In judging of this little book, it is to be remembered that it appeared in the very dawn of American literature. Irving had printed only his Sketch book and Bracebridge Hall; Cooper only Precaution, The Spy, The pioneers, and The Pilot; Miss Sedgwick only The New England tale, and possibly Redwood. This new production was the hasty work of a young woman of twenty-two, inspired by these few examples. When one thinks how little an American author finds in the influences around him, even now, to chasten his style or keep him up to any high literary standard, it is plain how very little she could then have found. Accordingly Hobomok seems very crude in execution, very improbable in plot, and is redeemed only by a certain earnestness which carries the reader along, and by a sincere att
L. Maria Child (search for this): chapter 3
e who habitually sympathize with slaveholders, to frame laws and regulations for liberated slaves. As well might wolves be trusted to guard a sheepfold. We thank God, friend Phillips, that you are preserved and strengthened to be a wakeful sentinel on the watch-tower, ever ready to warn a drowsy nation against selfish, timid politicians, and dawdling legislators, who manifest no trust either in God or the people. Yours faithfully, David L. Child, L. Maria Child. This is all of Mrs. Child's biography that can now be written; and it is far more than her sensitive nature — shrinking from publicity even when she brings it on herself — would approve. She is one of those prominent instances in our literature, of persons born for the pursuits of pure intellect, whose intellects were yet balanced by their hearts, and both absorbed in the great moral agitations of the age. My natural inclinations, she once wrote to me, drew me much more strongly towards literature and the arts tha
Martin Luther (search for this): chapter 3
professor in the Cambridge Theological School, he still remained faithful to the spirit of those days, never repressing free inquiry, but always rejoicing to encourage it. He was a man of rare attainments in a variety of directions, and though his great reading gave a desultory habit to his mind, and his thinking was not quite in proportion to his receptive power, he still was a most valuable instructor, as he was a most delightful friend. In face and figure he resembled the pictures of Martin Luther, and his habits and ways always seemed to me like those of some genial German professor. With the utmost frugality in other respects, he spent money almost profusely on books, and his library-part of which he bequeathed to Harvard College--was to me the most attractive I have ever seen,more so than even Theodore Parker's. His sister had undoubtedly the superior mind of the two; but he who influenced others so much must have influenced her still more. A dear good sister has she been t
J. G. Palfrey (search for this): chapter 3
from her brother's companionship the young girl had, as usual, a very unequal share of educational opportunities; attending only the public schools, with one year at the private seminary of Miss Swan, in Medford. Her mother died in 1814, after which the family removed for a time to the State o.f Maine. In 1819, Convers Francis was ordained over the First Parish in Watertown, and there occurred in his study, in 1824, an incident which was to determine the whole life of his sister. Dr. J. G. Palfrey had written in the North American review for April, 1821, a review of the now forgotten poem of Yamoyden, in which he ably pointed out the use that might be made of early American history for the purposes of fictitious writing. Miss Francis read this article, at her brother's house, one summer Sunday noon. Before attending the afternoon service, she wrote the first chapter of a novel. It was soon finished, and was published that year,--a thin volume of two hundred pages, without her
Swedenborg (search for this): chapter 3
ps Mrs. Child's letters would not now be hailed as they then were. Others may have equalled her, but she gave us a new sensation, and that epoch was perhaps the climax even of her purely literary career. Their tone also did much to promote the tendency, which was showing itself in those days, towards a fresh inquiry into the foundations of social science. The Brook farm experiment was then at its height; and though she did not call herself an Associationist, yet she quoted Fourier and Swedenborg, and other authors who were thought to mean mischief; and her highest rhapsodies about poetry and music were apt to end in some fervent appeal for some increase of harmony in daily life. She seemed always to be talking radicalism in a greenhouse ; and there were many good people who held her all the more dangerous for her perfumes. There were young men and maidens, also, who looked to her as a teacher, and were influenced for life, perhaps, by what she wrote. I knew, for instance, a you
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