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"You ridiculous boy!" she said; but that was only a stop-gap, and Longfellow added another by coming to a stand opposite a vast obstruction of building material half damming the white road. "What are you doing here building more additions?" she asked. "No," said Tom. "It is a new plant a pipe foundry." "Don't tell me we are going to have more neighbors in Paradise," she said in mock concern.
As for Longfellow, he is shot through with Scripture. No man who did not know Scripture in more than a passing way could have written such a sentence as this: "There are times when the grasshopper is a burden, and thirsty with the heat of labor the spirit longs for the waters of Shiloah, that go softly." There are two strikingly beautiful expressions from Scripture.
His nearer friends sometimes remonstrated at his sweet courtesy to such annoying "devastators of the day". But to an urgent complaint of his endless favor to a flagrant offender, Longfellow only answered, good-humoredly, "If I did not speak kindly to him, there is not a man in the world who would."
His friends were glad when he turned to his work again, and still more glad when he showed a desire for their interest in what he was doing. It was not long before he began to busy himself continuously with his translation of the "Divina Commedia," and in my diary of 1863, two years later, I find: "August. A delightful day with Longfellow at Nahant.
She was making impressions in sealing-wax, to amuse her daughters, when a flaming drop fell on the inflammable stuff, and in an instant she was in flames, burned to death before help could come. It was then that they found that Longfellow was not the cold man they had generally believed him.
And you're right, Tarbox; you and Claude, with or without his father, will make a strong team. You've got no business to be canvassing books, you" "It's my line," said the canvasser, smiling fondly and pushing his hat back, it was wonderful how he kept that hat smooth, "and I'm the head of the line: 'A voice replied far up the height, Excelsior! I was acquainted with Mr. Longfellow."
Such was the contemporary view of the annuals, and it is justified, perhaps, by the fact that Longfellow, for example, was then contributing to the "Atlantic Souvenir" of Philadelphia, the first of the brood, and that Hawthorne found in "The Token" the principal opportunity to obtain a hearing for himself in his first productive years. Mr.
"That's the poet Longfellow, son, who wrote that nice letteh to yo' dear motheh. This colo'ed picture's Napoleon crossing the Alps." A footstep came down the hall, and John saw a pretty damsel of twelve or thirteen with much loose red-brown hair, stop near the door of the reception-room and gaze at someone else who must have been coming up the porch steps.
He wrote very cheerfully to Longfellow that he had no reason to doubt his capacity to fulfill his duties, since he had not yet learned what they were, and he indulges his humor in fancying imaginary little essays which he will write in the unoccupied time he pleasantly anticipates will be his lot.
SALEM, June 19th, 1837. DEAR LONGFELLOW: I have to-day received, and read with huge delight, your review of 'Hawthorne's Twice-Told Tales. I frankly own that I was not without hopes that you would do this kind office for the book; though I could not have anticipated how very kindly it would be done.
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