The house is a place in which one cannot fail to be reminiscent, for hall and parlour and garden-room are full of associations. Here Whittier received many men and women famed in letters. Here is the mother's picture; the desk upon which "SnowBound" was written; an album presented to the poet on his eightieth birthday, containing signatures of all the members of Congress and many other notable men. There are engravings and books and chair and lounge that he enjoyed—even coat and hat and boots and as we look and listen all seem but one living monument inscribed with Whittier's name. Whittier was perhaps not a great man, but who would not be satisfied with such a Lifelong record closed without a stain A blameless memory shrined in deathless song." SELECTED FROM POEM ON "BURNS I call to mind the summer day, The sky with sun and clouds at play, And flowers with breezes blowing. Bees hummed, birds twittered, overhead The good dog listened while I read, I watched him while in sportive mood I matched with Scotland's heathery hills, The dusk of twilight round us grew, For, from us, ere the day was done, But on the river's farther side A tender glow, exceeding fair, With us the damp, the chill, the gloom: With them the sunset's rosy bloom; While dark, through willowy vistas seen, The river rolled in shade between. From out the darkness where we trod, Whose light seemed not of moon or sun, We spake not, but our thought was one. We paused, as if from that bright shore Beckoned our dear ones gone before; And stilled our beating hearts to hear Sudden our pathway turned from night; The hills swung open to the light; Through their green gates the sunshine showed, A long, slant splendour downward flowed. Down glade and glen, and bank it rolled; And, borne on piers of mist, allied "So," prayed we, "when our feet draw near, The river dark, with mortal fear, "And the night cometh chill with dew, O Father! let thy light break through! "So let the hills of doubt divide, So bridge with faith the sunless tide! "So let the eyes that fail on earth . On thy eternal hills look forth; "And in thy beckoning angels know The dear ones whom we loved below!" - Whittier. XVII WAR LITERATURE ONE has well said: "Many's the thing liberty has got to do before we have achieved liberty. Some day we'll make that word real — give it universal meaning!" Our country won its independence through its makers of freedom; but as we have seen, at the very outset of United States History, there were two perfectly distinct ideas of government: one believing in a strong central power at Washington the other in rights of the independent States; one the Federalist or Whig party- the other, the Anti-Federalist or Democratic; and while both parties were attempting to adjust the government to sectional differences, discussions about slavery became prominent. This was practised both in the North and South; but more in the latter, for the negro liked not the colder climate, while he seemed to flourish on the Southern plantation. And the question took this form: "Is slavery an evil? If so, should it be allowed in new States being rapidly admitted to the Union?" |