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John Martin (search for this): chapter 2
red with a large stone which I have heard was made in the Revolution. I brought home two stones from it. To his brother in Maryland he wrote when eleven years old:— I have got 5 more Waverley Novels since you have been gone: Ivanhoe, The Monastery, The Pirates, and the 1st and 2nd Series of Chronicles of the Canongate, besides Peveril of the Peak which you left behind. Sunday School is in the Courthouse now. . . . I shall like to hear about a fox-hunt. Are there any slaves at Mr. Martin's, and do they blow a conch in the morning to collect them? . . . I read the Spectator a few days ago. Aunt Nancy received the two following letters:— How are you?... I am reading the Tales of a Grandfather and like them very much. . . . I am learning the conjugation of the verb parler, to speak. . . . I think that I shall go into Caesar, after the vacation, at school. . . . I have seen some snowdrops already in Mrs. Carpenter's yard. I meant to ask her for some the other day,
Thacher (search for this): chapter 2
eful mamma had pasted strips of paper over the objectionable parts, but Master Wentworth succeeded in removing these precautions and the lurid words remained forever fixed in his memory. One of his methodical habits was to make lists of his possessions, his friends, or his achievements. One cold winter night, when his brothers were wondering where an extra blanket could be found, one of them cried, Ask Wentworth. He probably has a list of blankets in his pocket! The older brothers, Thacher and Waldo, went to a boy's school kept by William Wells, an Englishman, in an old colonial house, still to be seen on Brattle Street (then Tory Row), Cambridge. To this school Wentworth was promoted at the age of eight, and there he remained for five years, until he was fitted for college. His acquaintance with James Russell Lowell began here, the latter being one of the older pupils. There is an amusing letter from Lowell to Thacher Higginson which Colonel Higginson later framed and hun
William Wells (search for this): chapter 2
, one of them cried, Ask Wentworth. He probably has a list of blankets in his pocket! The older brothers, Thacher and Waldo, went to a boy's school kept by William Wells, an Englishman, in an old colonial house, still to be seen on Brattle Street (then Tory Row), Cambridge. To this school Wentworth was promoted at the age of ewith amusement the fact that the old custom of serving pudding before meat lingered there. Athletic sports, as well as the humanities, were warmly encouraged by Mr. Wells, and the afternoons spent in cricket, football, and skating on Fresh Pond were always remembered with boyish glee. After leaving the school, his brother Waldo wrote thus to the younger boy about Mr. Wells:— There are few men that I like better, and I came to this state of feelings through some hard floggings, which I am glad your better behaved shoulders have escaped. When Wentworth was nine, his mother recorded that he had read a great many books and was especially fond of natu
Jimmy Lowell (search for this): chapter 2
quaintance with James Russell Lowell began here, the latter being one of the older pupils. There is an amusing letter from Lowell to Thacher Higginson which Colonel Higginson later framed and hung in his library. My dear thach,— In the course of human events when the mind becomes indued with active spirit, with powerful imagination, with extensive enterprise, with noble designty—Then, my boy, Then! is the time to return to you this—Sallust. Yrs. J. R. L. The first sight of Jimmy Lowell made a lifelong impression on the younger boy's mind as the former came galloping to school on a little white pony, although he lived only a few rods distant. Wentworth's own home was a mile away, and he often dined at the school. Afterward he recalled with amusement the fact that the old custom of serving pudding before meat lingered there. Athletic sports, as well as the humanities, were warmly encouraged by Mr. Wells, and the afternoons spent in cricket, football, and skating on Fre<
Burney (search for this): chapter 2
give. I was glad to receive your knife, for I wanted it very much. Tell brother Stephen that I took the schooner that I was making when he came here, to pieces. I am now making a sloop instead of it. I think this is a pretty long letter, so Goodbye. Love to all. Your affectionate nephew, Wentworth. Dear Aunt Nancy,— I have just been reading Pride and prejudice and Horse-Shoe Robinson, a book by the author of Swallow barn, both which are very entertaining. I have also read Miss Burney's Cecelia. To his mother he thus recounted his doings:— I will now tell you of our May party. We met on the 30th of April at 5 A. M. just down by Thornton's to choose a queen ... Afterwards we went to Mount Auburn and walked and played until 10 o'clock when we came home. ... I forgot to say that as [we] were going to Mount Auburn we stopped a little while at Mrs. Foster's and she gave us some cake. We found no flowers except half blown anemones. Dearly-Beloved Mother, T
Samuel May (search for this): chapter 2
the schooner that I was making when he came here, to pieces. I am now making a sloop instead of it. I think this is a pretty long letter, so Goodbye. Love to all. Your affectionate nephew, Wentworth. Dear Aunt Nancy,— I have just been reading Pride and prejudice and Horse-Shoe Robinson, a book by the author of Swallow barn, both which are very entertaining. I have also read Miss Burney's Cecelia. To his mother he thus recounted his doings:— I will now tell you of our May party. We met on the 30th of April at 5 A. M. just down by Thornton's to choose a queen ... Afterwards we went to Mount Auburn and walked and played until 10 o'clock when we came home. ... I forgot to say that as [we] were going to Mount Auburn we stopped a little while at Mrs. Foster's and she gave us some cake. We found no flowers except half blown anemones. Dearly-Beloved Mother, The miniature tigresses' (that is Aunt Nancy, and Mrs.—) being absent, I sit down, away from the discord<
Swallow (search for this): chapter 2
you a very good description of the fire, but it is as good as I can give. I was glad to receive your knife, for I wanted it very much. Tell brother Stephen that I took the schooner that I was making when he came here, to pieces. I am now making a sloop instead of it. I think this is a pretty long letter, so Goodbye. Love to all. Your affectionate nephew, Wentworth. Dear Aunt Nancy,— I have just been reading Pride and prejudice and Horse-Shoe Robinson, a book by the author of Swallow barn, both which are very entertaining. I have also read Miss Burney's Cecelia. To his mother he thus recounted his doings:— I will now tell you of our May party. We met on the 30th of April at 5 A. M. just down by Thornton's to choose a queen ... Afterwards we went to Mount Auburn and walked and played until 10 o'clock when we came home. ... I forgot to say that as [we] were going to Mount Auburn we stopped a little while at Mrs. Foster's and she gave us some cake. We found
Waverley Novels (search for this): chapter 2
there and meet it.... We had [to] wait a long time for the stage and at last it came, with 6 white horses.... Fast Day Henry and me went up to Prospect-Hill [Somerville]. Unluckily the mill was not going, but we ran round and saw lots of little fortifications, and found an old well nearly covered with a large stone which I have heard was made in the Revolution. I brought home two stones from it. To his brother in Maryland he wrote when eleven years old:— I have got 5 more Waverley Novels since you have been gone: Ivanhoe, The Monastery, The Pirates, and the 1st and 2nd Series of Chronicles of the Canongate, besides Peveril of the Peak which you left behind. Sunday School is in the Courthouse now. . . . I shall like to hear about a fox-hunt. Are there any slaves at Mr. Martin's, and do they blow a conch in the morning to collect them? . . . I read the Spectator a few days ago. Aunt Nancy received the two following letters:— How are you?... I am reading the
Philip Artevelde (search for this): chapter 2
ll along Mt. Auburn St. on the side bordering the river were apple trees and no houses. At the age of twelve the boy kept a diary of his own, from which it appears that one of his amusements was attending lectures on such subjects as these: The French Revolution, Ancient History, the poet Southey, and miscellaneous lectures by Rev. Waldo Emerson. The habit of omnivorous reading, which clung to him through his long life, can always be taken for granted. At this period he read Philip Van Artevelde, always a favorite, for the third time. A little later he speaks of spending many half-days in bookstores. During all these evidences of unusual maturity, compared with the slower juvenile development of to-day, the record shows a healthy interest in boyish amusements and activities. For instance:— Went to see Signor Blitz the juggler, Court House; produced 2 rabbits, guinea pig and cat from a tin. He was fond of visiting the ruins of the Ursuline Convent in Charlestown
Carpenter (search for this): chapter 2
ke to hear about a fox-hunt. Are there any slaves at Mr. Martin's, and do they blow a conch in the morning to collect them? . . . I read the Spectator a few days ago. Aunt Nancy received the two following letters:— How are you?... I am reading the Tales of a Grandfather and like them very much. . . . I am learning the conjugation of the verb parler, to speak. . . . I think that I shall go into Caesar, after the vacation, at school. . . . I have seen some snowdrops already in Mrs. Carpenter's yard. I meant to ask her for some the other day, but she was not at home. I am learning to waltz now. Several days ago, there was a fire here. It was at the Lyceum. As soon as I woke up in the morning, I heard Henry saying Oh Tommy there is a fire. I looked out of the window and saw a blaze. . . . I asked Sister Anna if we might [go] and she said we might if we would not go beyond the common fence. We went and when we got there we found people in abundance. As we were going alon
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