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form of government by representation, and generous enthusiasm for learning goes into by a thorough training of one hundred and your schools to-day than they put into theirs. fifty years prepared the popular mind for They dotted your landscape with the spires the responsibilities which national inde- of churches. I love these towns, and sigh pendence brought. Thus it was that what that for more than half the people of the seemed to Europe the miraculous spectacle Commonwealth they exist no longer. Think of a people suddenly assuming self-govern- what magnificent memories and associament and a Constitution of equal rights, tions they embody for us, and how crowded was really no stranger than that the oak, is the record of every one of them with strong with the growth of centuries, should heroic names and with participation in endure the tempest which sways its leafy great heroic events. We are no longer top, but disturbs not its trunk or its roots. the new world. We are venerable with The institution of the New England town age. The world moves now so swift that a was the college in which these students in hundred years are more than a thousand in local self-government graduated, and every the Middle Ages. We look back through man in New England was such a student. the vista of two centuries and a half, and You could to-day in other lands have vis- it is filled with great achievements in beited shrines of grander fame, over which half of humanity; with great names of are temples wrought by masters of archi- heroic men and women who lived not afar tecture and gorgeous with the work of off, but were with us and of us; and with masters of art. You could in imagination such great events as the success of popular re-create from Greek and Roman and still government, the emancipation of human more Oriental ruins the magnificent gran- thought and faith, the abolition of slavery, deur and glory of dynasties that have ruled and the inventions of science which have the world. You could in Westminster put the globe into the hollow of man's Abbey hold communion with the illustrious hand and made the giant powers of nature dead who won the most conspicuous glory obedient servants of human will, and which of warrior and statesman, orator, poet, will some day scoop out the Cape Cod scholar, and divine. But none of these Ship Canal as deftly as a lady dips a spoon. suggest to us the humanity and beauty and With what ancestry in the world shall we significance of the birthplace of a town fear to compare ours? Our soil is rich like this. For here no broken column of with the ashes of the good and great, and fallen temples tells of the magnificence and our tribute goes out to them the more luxury of the few wrung from the poverty warmly because it goes not to the few; and degradation of the many; no statue or not to an illustrious warrior here or a great shrine perpetuates not so much the great- benefactor there ; but to the whole body ness of one man as the inferiority of the of those plain, quiet, God-fearing, and selfbody of the people. Here rather began respecting men and women who so raised that growth of a free people, that common the general level of their ordinary life that recognition in town organization of the any distinction among them which they equal rights of all men which could not made was the accident of circumstance or endure that any child should be unedu- necessity, and any distinction which we cated; or that any poor should remain should make would be an injustice. What unfed ; or that any one caste should hold trust have they not imposed upon us? supremacy or any other be ground under With them behind us, what is not our duty foot; or that any slave should long breathe as the living, accountable citizens of this Massachusetts air. The civilization of and other like communities to-day to those other peoples has been a slow evolution who shall follow us? Shall we lower the from misty and barbarous beginnings, aided standard ? Shall we not rather advance it even by the invasion or conquest of other still higher? The world is pleading with powers. Our fathers began themselves at us from our safe and high vantage-ground the summit, standing clear and self-sustained to lend a helping hand, to reach down to against the sunrise. There are no shadowy our fellow-men and lift them up by help beginnings, no day of mean things; no semi- and by example. There never was a time barbarism, out of which there has been an ex- when the moral instincts were more sensiodus, but rather always a spirit of advanced tive than now. Peace spreads her white intellectual and national life. No more wings over us.

There is no field to-day on which to battle with bloody arms for icating the subtle evil of intemperance civil freedom, for religious toleration or that is honeycombing society and the against beast or savage foe.

state with its rot; in diffusing the common Our conflict must be with the insidious education of the people for which the forces that war upon the moral sentiment, fathers provided so sedulously ; in adthat threaten corruption to our social and justing not so much the cold, economic political fabric, that invade the manhood relation of capital and labor as if these and purity and truth of men, that impair were distinct factors, but the warm relation the sanctity and happiness of home, or of man with man in the great struggle for that would subvert the institutions that happiness in which every man is a capitalhave made New England a paradise of ist and every man a laborer; and in standliving, as it is a paradise of varied and ing firm against any influence or inroad invigorating climate, scenery, and sea- that threatens the purity of democratic shore.

government. These great causes depend The obligations of the noble record upon our discharge or our neglect of our along which you look back for two hun- duty. If we discharge it, then are dred and fifty years with so much pride worthy sons of worthy sires. If we negare not to seek for great opportunities re- lect it, then is our celebration of these mote and afar off, but to aid in the cir- anniversaries, our praise of the fathers, our cle of our own immediate influence and tribute to their virtues, but sounding brass ability in upbuilding the citizen, in erad- and tinkling cymbal.

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SIR EDWIN ARNOLD AT HARVARD.

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MERICA gave to Edwin Arnold a “These are my last lectures, — positively wife, and she has now had the pleas- my last appearance on any stage ; for I per

ure of giving him a hearty welcome ceive that a scholar's conscience will not to her shores. The Light of Asia and the allow him to be satisfied with such swift convolumes which have followed it have found densations. But since I am happy enough as large a company of readers in America to find myself face to face with the students as in England, and roused as deep an in- of this renowned University, I would venterest here as there. If the poet needed ture not on the impertinence of advice, of assurance of the honor in which he is held which I am incapab!), but on the privilege in America, it was given by the audiences of a few friendliest remarks suggested by which crowded Sanders Theatre in Cam- your generous reception to-night. As I bridge on the evenings of October ist and have seen in Washington the Capitol, and 2d, to listen to his lectures on the Upa- in it the Supreme Court, which is the nishads and the Mahabharata. And if omphalos' of your political life, so I we needed assurance of his deep and intel- recognize here, in the Seat of Learning so ligent interest in our history and institu- worthily ruled by my friend and gracious tions and future, he gave us that in the host, President Eliot, the intellectual centre impressive words which he added to his of your vast community. It is not because last lecture. So full of beautiful and strik- Oxford is older than Harvard that an Oxing historical and local allusions was this onian can see any farther into the future farewell of his to New England, and so full than a Harvard man, or has any right to as well of noble counsel, that it merits care- give himself prophetic or archæological ful reading and permanent place. The airs. True it is that my grandfather served readers of the NEW ENGLAND MAGAZINE King George before your constitution was will certainly be grateful that the poet has drawn up, and that my own particular colrevised and somewhat expanded this brief lege was founded by King Alfred the Great; address for publication in the columns of but we have no record in our ancient seats the magazine.

of learning so wholly noble and immeasurably exalting as the building in which I ægis of great and high ideas governing the am addressing you. When I first entered practical pursuits of life. I would labor it I read, with feelings of admiration, the and strive to have America regarded abroad Latin inscription over its gateway,

as large-hearted as she is liberal, as equitaIn memoriam eorum, qui, his sedibus ble as she is fearless, as splendid in the instituti, mortem pro patriâ oppetiverunt.' service of all mankind as she is strong and

"I have found with a pride and pleasure efficient for her own security and progress. greater than any aristocratic ties would ever And, among the minor means to this end, give, the names of friends and even kindred I would wish to see cultivated those fields by marriage, inscribed among those illus- of Eastern thought and literature which I trious dead whom Harvard offered on the have so hastily traversed, but which are shrine of a pure, a lofty, and justly vic- fitted to yield a sovereign and subtle meditorious patriotism. Passing through Me- cine against the fevers of a too busy existmorial Hall and reading that imperishable ence. I would ask the days as they pass, catalogue of youthful worthies who suddenly to bestow not merely material gifts, not learned the highest lessons that Life can only those boons of which you are sure, teach, at the knee of Duty and by the light wealth, success, influence, comfort, and naof the flash of cannons, fresh, moreover, tional expansion, the ‘herbs and apples' from travelling through your rich and fertile of Emerson's divine parable, but the medistates, - I have realized as never before tations which exalt, the aims which ennoble, the meaning of Lowell's lines when, speak- the studies which redeem, the convictions ing of America, he wrote :

which consecrate, for these are necessary

to the large liberties of your country and « « Binding the gold of war-dishevelled hair, will best embellish its greatness. Cultivate, On such sweet brows as never other bore.'

therefore, I venture to entreat, the philos"At Concord bridge I have seen the ophy and literature of India, rejecting what sylvan and now peaceful spot where

your strong, sober sense perceives to be useless in them, and utilizing for the repose

and exaltation of your minds what they ""th' embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world;'

contain of noble and refining thought.

Do you know that the Mayflower which and have bared my head as much to them brought your ancestors hither went down as in natural pity for King George's soldiers, on her last voyage in Indian waters, which my countrymen, who also died for duty I have traversed, off Masulipatam, with a defending a mistaken and happily unsuc- 'general cargo'? Raise her some day in cessful policy. Near Gettysburg I have fancy, and freight her with a new load of inpassed by that spot where peach-trees vestigations from Massachusetts Bay, where cover with bright, conciliating verdure the we shall find the Old World interpreted by field whereon the North and South met in the New World, and the American scholars deplorable but inevitable conflict. You

You outdoing the best of England and Gerhave had by the strange and hard decree many. If I should live to see that day, or of Destiny to contend with and to vanquish should return from some other existence to first your fathers and next your brothers. the delightful groves of Harvard, I should I think you have one more great combat feel like Robinson Crusoe, who, shaking to wage and one last consummating victory forth a few poor grains from his almost to win, which will be over yourselves. If empty sack upon a generous and fertile I were a Harvard man, my dream and de- soil, passed by thereafter to find upon the sire would be to help to control the superb spot a splendid and fruitful harvest." prosperity of America by continuing that brilliant galaxy of intellect which glitters Sir Edwin Arnold has emphasized on already with the names of Longfellow, all occasions his feeling of warm friendEmerson, Hawthorne, Lowell, Holmes, ship for America. His chief impression has Whittier, and many others. If I were a been that of the absolute practical identity Harvard man, I would hope and strive to of manner, mind, and national life begive to that Statue of Liberty which towers tween our two countries." He feels himself, aloft over your New York harbor as Pallas by sympathies and by marriage, he says, Athenë looked over Sunium, the golden truly an American. A project close to his

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heart, of which he spoke to President Harrison on his visit to the White House, is the establishment of an international council, "composed of the worthiest and best trusted men on either side,” to whom shall be referred all questions affecting the relations of America and England. Sir Edwin went from Boston across the continent to San Francisco, and sailed from San Fran, cisco for Japan, October 18th. On the night before his departure he was entertained by the Howard Club of San Francisco, where he read the following sonnet :

A FAREWELL.

America! at this thy Golden Gate,

New-travelled from thy green Atlantic coves,

Parting - I make my reverence! It behooves With backward steps to quit a queen in state. Land! of all lands most fair and free and great

Of countless Kindred lips, wherefrom I heard Sweet speech of Shakespeare — Keep it consecrate

For noble uses ! Land of Freedom's Bird,

Fearless and proud! So let him soar, that stirred By generous joy, all men may learn of thee

A larger life; and Europe, undeterred By ancient wrecks, dare also to be free

ody and Soul — seeing thine Eagle gaze Undazzled upon Freedom's Sun, full-blaze!

THE WAYSIDE INN.

By Edwin D. Mead.

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Oct. 31.

ONE of our American poets has been page into his confidence and shares his more cosmopolitan in his tastes and enthusiasms and misgivings with it in a

culture than Longfellow. Yet none way so frank and kindly, and because his has been a warmer lover of America and nature was such as to lead every one to American themes, and none perhaps has write to him with a most beautiful sincerity done so much to train the ivy over our and simplicity. Here are some of the history, still so fresh in its oldest places, things which we come upon as we turn the and over our life, still in much so angular. pages at the time that the first series of “But few of our associates,” said Dr. Ellis the “Tales of a Wayside Inn" was born, at the memorial meeting of the Massachu- - the second series was not published setts Historical Society following Long- until 1872, the third in 1873. fellow's death, can have studied our local and even national history more sedulously

1862 – Oct. II. “Write a little upon the Way

side Inn, -a beginning, only." than did Mr. Longfellow. And fewer still

“ October ends with a delicious Inamong us can have found in its stern and

dian-summer day. Drive with Fields to the old rugged and homely actors and annals, so Red-Horse Tavern in Sudbury, — alas, no longer much that could be graced and softened

an inn! A lovely valley; the winding road shaded

A rambling, by rich and delicate fancies and the hues by grand old oaks before the house.

tumble-down old building, two hundred years old; and fragrance of simple poetry. He took and till now in the family of the Howes, who have the saddest of our New England tragedies, kept an inn for one hundred and seventy-five years. and the sweetest of its rural home scenes,

In the old time, it was a house of call for all trav

ellers from Boston westward." the wayside inn, the alarum of war, the

Nov. 11. “ The Sudbury Tales go on famously. Indian legend, and the hanging of the

I have now five complete, with a great part of the crane in the modest household, and his * Prelude.'" genius has invested them with enduring

Nov, 18. “ Finished the ‘Prelude 'to the Waycharms and morals. . . . He has, indeed, side Inn.”

“ At work on a tale called “Torqueused the poet's license in playful freedom

mada,' for the Sudbury Tales.” with dates and facts. But the scenes and Dec. 5. “[At midnight.] Finished • Torqueincidents and personages which most need mada,' — a dismal story of fanaticism, but in its a softening and refining touch receive it main points historic. See De Castro, Protestantes from him without prejudice to the service Españolas, page 310.” of sober history.”

13th. “In the evening, Fields came out, and

I read to him “Torquemada.'” Without regard to the large number of 1863 - April 16. “ Finish the translation of separate short poems devoted to subjects the Inferno... Meanwhile the Sudbury Tales in American history and life, consider how

are in press.”

To James T. Fields. “Nahant, August 25, large a portion of the whole volume of

1863. . I am afraid we have made a mistake Longfellow's poetry is made up by “Evan

in calling the new volume, 'The Sudbury Tales.' geline,” “ Hiawatha,” “The New England Now that I see it announced I do not like the title. Tragedies," "The Courtship of Miles Stan- Sumner cries out against it and has persuaded me, dish,” and “The Tales of a Wayside Inn.”

as I think he will you, to come back to · The Way

side Inn.' Pray think as we do." The various poems embraced in this last

Nov. 25. “Published to-day by Ticknor and work are not indeed all or chiefly poems Fields, Tales of a Wayside Inn; fifteen thousand of New England or of America ; and yet copies. The publishers dined with me; also Sumthe whole collection is forever associated

ner and Greene." with the old Sudbury tavern where the The Wayside Inn has more foundation in fact than

To Miss F_ “December 28, 1863. ... poet makes each work heard for the first

you may suppose. The town of Sudbury is about time.

twenty miles from Cambridge. Some two hundred It is always interesting to look over years ago, an English family, by the name of Howe, Longfellow's journals and correspondence

built there a country house, which has remained in to trace the conception and development

the family down to the present time, the last of the

race dying about two years ago. Losing their forof his different works, for he takes the tune, they became inn-keepers; and for a century

Nov. 29.

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