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"No, I suppose that's right," observed Tom; but there was a queer gleam in his eye, and his chum wondered if Tom did not have in mind the prospective race between himself and Fenimore Beecher for the regard of Mary Nestor. "We'll do our best to win, and any one is at liberty to travel on the same steamer we are to take," added the young inventor, and his tone became more incisive.
Shelton Mackenzie. Authorized Edition. Philadelphia. G.G. Evans. 12mo. pp. 414. $1.26. The Roman Question. Translated from the French of Edmund About, by Mrs. Annie T. Wood. Edited, with an Introduction, by Rev. E.N. Kirk, D.D. Boston. J.E. Tilton & Co. 16mo. pp. 308. 60 cts. The Pilot. A Tale of the Sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper. Illustrated from Drawings by F.O.C. Darley. New York.
His path through darkness was a triumphant march. Sometimes, when he re-fought old battles and planned new ones, forecast the strategy of the Great Advance, word-painted scenes and places, drew character sketches of great leaders and quaint men, I forgot the tragedy of Althea Fenimore.
As neither of us would obey the other, we remained where we were. Cliffe informed me that Lady Fenimore had called him in to see Sir Anthony, whom she described as being on the obstinate edge of a nervous breakdown. I was sorry to hear it. "I suppose you've tried to send him, too, to Bournemouth?" "I haven't," Cliffe replied gravely. "He has got something on his mind. I'm sure of it.
Not many months afterwards, he sat on the platform and joined in Bryant's tribute to the genius of the departed novelist." September 18, 1851, Irving wrote: "The death of Fenimore Cooper is an event of deep and public concern.
"Well, since you are so very new in this game, Senator, I'll talk right out in meetin', as they call it. I came to ask about an appointment an' to tip you off on a couple o' propositions. I want Jim Hagley taken care of you've heard of Jim was clerk o' Fenimore County. A $2,000 a year job'll do for him; $500 o' that he gives to the organization."
J. Fenimore Cooper was, like Irving, a product of New York state, his father laying out the site of Cooperstown, on Lake Otsego, and moving there from New Jersey in 1790, when his son was only a year old. James, as the boy was known, was the eleventh of twelve children another instance of a single swan amid a flock of ducklings.
The Atlanteans were the oldest intelligent race in the world they existed contemporaneously with Paleolithic man, with whom their mariners and explorers frequently came in contact, and about whom their novelists wrote the most delightful stories, just as Fenimore Cooper and Mayne Reid, in these days, have written the most delightful stories about the Red Indians.
His instinct for the exact word is not always assured, and now and again he has failed to exercise it; but we do not find in his prose the flatting and sharping he censured in Fenimore Cooper's. His style has none of the cold perfection of an antique statue; it is too modern and too American for that, and too completely the expression of the man himself, sincere and straightforward.
Ralph Birdsall, rector of the author's "little parish church," spoke of Fenimore Cooper's church-yard home: "A marble slab that bears no praise for fame or virtue; only a simple cross, symbol of the faith in which he lived and died, and upon which he based his hopes of immortality."
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