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Sherbrooke on his return from India some markable point in the case-must be taken years after the Canada appearance.

He as a matter of fact. confirmed General Wyndham's story in eve- In the next place, as to the explanation ry particular, and added that in London he of the appearance. On the one hand, the asfrequently saw in the streets a person that sumption that it was supernatural is somestrikingly resembled the apparition he had thing which nobody can demonstrate the seen in Canada ; and one day walking with impossibility of; and on the other hand, if it General Wyndham saw the man again and be alleged as natural, nothing but conjectures exclaimed, “There, Wyndham, look at that more or less plausible can be offered in sup

“Oh,” said he, “I know him” port of the allegation ; at any rate, it will be (naming him); "he has often been taken hard to find a satisfactory explanation. for my poor brother from his wonderful But at bottom what matters the question likeness to him."

about natural or supernatural ? And what This is the story the Scottish lady told difference does it make whether the witthe late Mr Ticknor, who told it to Allston, nesses saw or only imagined that they saw who told it to me. And I afterwards had what they testified to? The appearance it from Mr. Ticknor himself.

was to them certainly an actual appearance. In printing this story in the Essay to What more can we certainly know? which I have referred, I concluded by saying: “I have no comments to make upon Among the many anecdotes of Charles it and no theories to propound about this or Lamb that Allston used to tell there is one any other similarly remarkable stories. I which neither Talfourd, nor Hazlitt, Leigh have only to say with Hamlet, there are Hunt, Forster, Barry Cornwall, nor any of more things in heaven and earth than are Lamb's contemporaries and intimates have dreamed of in your philosophy.'” But now made any mention of in their reminiscences in writing my recollections of Allston, I am of his humorous sayings; and Barry Cornminded to say something more. I remem- wall expressly says some of those which ber asking him once, whether he believed have been circulated are apocryphal.” this story. To which he replied that Cole- But this is the substance of the story: ridge used to say he did not believe in that at Lamb's house one evening a naval ghosts because he had seen too many of officer of distinction related an incident that them; that, for his own part, though he took place on board a ship of war which he had never seen a ghost, yet he was a believer commanded. During action a cannon ball in them in a general way; that is, he was or a splinter struck a sailor near him on the ready to believe in any ghost story that was quarter deck and carried off both his arms. supported by sufficient evidence; and he jo- He directed the man to be taken below. cosely added that Judge Story was the only On the way another shot carried away both person he knew of at the present day that his legs-leaving him a mere trunk. The was of like mind with himself.

sailors, believing him dead, instead of taking This is not the place to discuss the sub- him below dropped him over the side of the ject. But I will suggest in a sentence or ship, and the officer said he saw the man two what might be said in support of All- with upturned face floating for a few secston's position.

onds on the flapping waves and then sinking In the first place, Wyndham and his from sight! The silence that followed the .friend were, it cannot reasonably be doubt- officer's recital was broken by Lamb's exed, men of veracity and honor. And they claiming in his stammering way: “ Overtestified to an appearance which they said board! Oh, what a shame! Why, the man they saw with their own bodily eyes. The mi-might have lived to be an or-or-nament appearance must be taken as a matter of to society." fact. So also the coincidence in point of Such is the story. time between the death in India and the ap- A great many persons may think this pearance in Canada—which is the most re- queer exclamation Lamb-like enough to be




Lamb's, and so give immediate, unquestion- My reverence for Allston as a man was ing credence to the story. And it must cer- very great. He was a good man, and emitainly be admitted that “se non è vero, è ben nently a gentleman in the true sense of trovato.I am pretty sure Allston did not that noble word; a gentleman inside as well say he himself was present on the occasion, as outside, in spirit as well as in manner. but that he related the story as one he had The most distinguishing trait in his characbeen told. Be this as it may, I am quite ter, as it seemed to me, was a love of excelsure no one can read Barry Cornwall's de- lence as pure as it was intense. There is a lightful Memoir without feeling that it was sentence in Fuseli's lectures which I saw for not in Lamb's nature not to be deeply af- the first time as penciled by Allston on the fected by the painful images brought to his door of a commode in his studio: “No genmind by such a narration; and that his uine work of art ever was or can be proqueer exclamation (if he uttered it) was no duced but for its own sake.” Underneath mere heartless witticism, but sprang from this Allston had written the following comthe very depth and tenderness of his heart. ment: “If an artist love his art for its own Those who know human nature will under- sake he will delight in excellence wherever stand how this may be the case.

he meets it, as well in the work of another My reverence for Allston as a man was as in his own. This is the test of true love." greater than my admiration for him as an This beautiful utterance is a true exponent artist, for I was better able to judge of him of his gentle and noble spirit. He delighted in the former than in the latter character. in the excellence of others of whatever sort, I am not competent to analyze worthily the not only in works of art, but in every good quality of his genius, or to criticise such of product of the mind, and especially in the his pictures as I have seen and somewhat personal character and conduct of his fellow studied. Yet whatever of taste and feeling men. He never detracted from the merit for art or ability to judge of works of art I of others, but had a hearty, generous joy in am possessed of—and it is not much—I owe praising it. As to his own works, he cared mainly to him. Many a fruitful remark far more for excellence than for the reputahad its influence on my mind, and many a tion of it. In short I never knew a more bit of good advice he gave me. I remember pure, simple-hearted, right-hearted and kindone in particular and the occasion of it. hearted man. He never uttered a cynical We went together one day into Boston to or ill-natured word, and I do not believe a look at something on exhibition there. I mean, ungenerous feeling ever entered his think it was Greenough's Chanting Cherubs. bosom. A good many people were in the room. We From the time when I left Cambridge in stood just beside a knot of persons who were 1832, I did not see Mr. Allston again until discussing the subject in the technical terms 1837. But I find among my papers a letter of art. Allston listened in his gentle, placid from him written in 1836, when I was at way. When we came out he said to me: Bristol College. From its contents I infer “My young friend, it is an exceedingly haz- that I must have proposed to him to become ardous thing for any one to talk of a work one of the regular contributors to the New of art in a technical way unless he is either York Review, which I was then preparing to an artist himself or has made art a life-long establish. I print some extracts from it: study. If a work tells you anything, awakens any feelings, gives you any impressions

Cambridgeport 3 May 1836 which you can express in ordinary language, My dear Sir : you need not fear to give'expression to them;

I am so much ashamed when whether you are right or wrong in your judg- I think how long I have neglected you that ment you will not be likely to say anything I know not what to say in my defence : so which a candid and competent connoisseur I must e’en throw myself on the mercy of would find absurd.” I have always remem- the court; which I do the more readily, bered this piece of advice and acted upon it. knowing that I am in the hands of a kind


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hearted judge.

When Mr. The memory of my last visit to Allston is Dana told you that I had “ a horror of let- associated with the recollection of some ter writing,” he told you no more than the very agreeable circumstances connected with truth-of which I suppose you do not now it. Being in Boston toward the end of the

I doubt. Indeed, as I once said to an old year 1837, Mr. William Sullivan asked me correspondent, no mad dog ever had a to dinner, saying, “ I'll invite your cronies, greater horror of water, than I have of let- Felton, Hillard and Charles Sumner to meet ters—that is, when I have to write them. you, and we'll have a good time.” We did

But in sober truth, my dear sir, have a good time. Mr. Sullivan enjoyed I fully intended to have replied to your kind the lively conversation which he so well letter long ago. But I was soon after inca- knew how to set going and to which he conpacitated for writing; for I was called to tributed an agreeable share-telling us numeet one of the severest afflictions I have merous anecdotes about men and things in known.

But I will say no the old Federal days of Washington's and more. I take it for granted that you have Adams's administration, which he looked already forgiven my remissness.

back upon as the only good days of the reI beg you to accept my thanks, both for public. the compliment implied, and the benefit During the dinner Mr. Sumner informed intended in your proposal ; but I regret to me that he was about to go abroad and say in reply that it is quite out of my power wanted to get a letter to Wordsworth from to avail myself of it. My professional Mr. Allston, to whom he begged I would induties leave me very little leisure for writ- troduce him. I told him I would go over to ing; now and then only a few hours in the Mr. Allston's with him after dinner, and evening; and these snatches of leisure have Felton agreed to go with us. already been forestalled by a work on my As we were drawing on to the end of the art which I have had in hand for some dinner, Mr. Sullivan said: “I don't know time. As I suffer nothing—not even a col- when I have had such a set of clever younglateral pursuit—to interfere with my profes- sters around me at table. Before you go sion, this work has necessarily gone on we must have a libation fitting the occasion.” slowly. When it will be completed I know So he opened a crypt and brought out a botnot; nor do I much care ; it serves as a tle of wine which he called the Bones of friend of mine once said, as "something to Columbus." We took a parting glass all be kind to,” while in progress, with which round and bade him good night. We then I am content: besides, it makes me some- walked out to Mr. Allston's. He received times a traveler from this sublime place, us with particular cordiality and entertained inasmuch as it carries me over many miles of us delightfully until the small hours. As thought; which by the way I begin in my we were going away I blurted out, thoughtold age to think is the only kind of travel- less of Mr. Sumner's presence, his wish for ing that rewards you for its fatigues.* .. a letter to Wordsworth. Allston said noth

I read your review of President Wayland's ing direct or distinct in reply, and I, though book with great interest.

Your instantly conscious of my breach of proprifriends here are all well, and all speak as ety, could say nothing then and there. The kindly of you as ever.-I am glad to find next morning I was in his studio, when he you in a Professor's chair, and hope that said: “I did not wish to promise that letter your sound philosophy may take root in to Wordsworth without a little reflection ; your present soil. Mrs. Allston sends you but as I liked your friend Sumner I have her best regards. Accept mine, and believe concluded to give him the letter.” He did me sincerely yours,

WA. ALLSTON. SO; Mr. Sumner afterward told me it proProfessor C. S. Henry, Bristol, Pa. cured him a cordial reception at Rydal

Mount, and one of the pleasantest days he *Allston's residence at that time was in a strag

passed in England. gling suburb between Boston and Cambridge, long since handsomely filled up, I believe.

This was the last time I saw Mr. Allston.

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He died after midnight on Sunday morning, peculiar solemnity and earnestness upon July 9, 1843, in the sixty-fourth year of his the obligation and beauty of a pure spiritage. The Editor of his Lectures on Art, ual life, and on the realities of the world etc., Mr. R. H. Dana, Jr., says:

to come, he had seated himself at his nightly “ He had finished a day and a week of employment of reading and writing, which labor in his studio upon his great picture of he usually carried into the early hours of Belshazzar's Feast; the fresh paint denoting the morning. In the silence and solitude of that the last touches of his pencil were given this occupation, in a moment, with touch to that glorious but melancholy monument as gentle as the morning light,' which was of the best years of his later life. Hav- even then approaching, his spirit was called ing conversed with his retiring family with away to its proper home.” C. S. Henry.



the Plymouth Church Mayflower Mission, "SHERMAN, PENN., June 3, 1877. through whose interest full fares on the “MY DEAR MRs. L.—The ball is set in Erie Railway were reduced to half fares, motion. I took for my text this morning, and half fares to quarter fares; and a pass •Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of was secured for Mr. Parsons. He came to the least of these, ye have done it unto me,' the city at once, and received his first little and made the practical bearing of my words band of guests. the bringing out into our homes some of the

There were nine in all. They were very waifs and outcasts from the city. One man poor, and enfeebled by want and disease,stopped on his way home to say that he in consumption, crippled, suffering from the would take four. In auother house there is effects of whooping-cough, thin and pinched a call for a mother and a baby, and so on for want of sufficient and suitable food. through the town. The enthusiasm and One, eight years old, was well, and went as response of my people have delighted me. nurse to his little brother of five, who was

" Next to get the money, then to tell the just out of the hospital, with spinal troubles, children. Must not two weeks in this

and growing deformity.

pure mountain air be felt by them in after life?

As the hour drew near to take them away, It seems to me that they are all but here ! the question of so long a journey for those

I have the introduction you so scantily provided with strength and comsaid you would get for me to Dr. Eggleston? forts looked grave. Mr. Parsons left all I shall try for a pass over the road to go his own conveniences behind him, and back and forth with the children myself, hands accustomed to thoughtful service filled and perhaps I can arrange it with some of his empty satchel with crackers, oranges, these good people on the way, to bring us a lemons. sugar, some drinking cups, soft old country lunch as the train comes along.

towels and handkerchiefs, witch-hazel and “Some good angel whisper it in the ear ammonia, a cake of soap, and some pins. of a little one! Tell a tired mother there is And so the little party started for the cars. life for her child in this fresh country air !

Most of them had come with some sem“ WILLARD PARSONS.” blance of lunch from their homes, and milk

and bread had been ordered to meet the Through a friend, this invitation was train at noon. offered to Dr. Eggleston. He was about to It was an anxious journey, and postal sail for Europe, and could only give it a cards brought us tidings on the way. hasty and hearty welcome, tell it to his own " July 19, Patterson.-All

very happy, people, and transfer it to Dr. White of and asking if we are not almost there.”


Now may

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Ridgewood.--No more trouble with been in to-day to see mine and to do the lunch bundles. Lunches nearly used up. honors of the place. They have all been One eye treated for cinders. Train-boy has out to catch raspberries !”” asked if these are all my family!”

Turners.-One towel and handkerchief July 21.-Such a good time as we had needed. One girl sick. My youngest last night. After supper I read to them asleep. Crackers almost gone. The E. some in St. Nicholas, and then we began boys eat all the time. More eyes treated talking, with the full moon looking down with success at Monroe."

upon us. Little hearts opened. To be sure, Middletown.Henry is standing it well. one wanted most to be an Indian chief, but Sick girl all right again. I could not have no matter; he began opening his heart to done without the ammonia. Will has sat me. And then how we sang! The children all day looking out of the window, without all sing with a will and considerable underspeaking. He is evidently drinking it in.” standing. One after another of the neigh

Port Jervis.—Lunch has come all right. bors dropped in, or stood outside the fence Cool, and all wraps needed. Four are enjoying it all. I am sure I am having the asleep."

best of it myself. I guess it is more than “ Last hour. If any one thinks I have my share of the good. had a leisure day, let him try traveling with “ Joe is as smart as a whip, and wants to my family! It has not been a monotonous go through college. He is a dreadful criptrip, although everything has worked well. ple. Yesterday the village boys drew him They are very tired, but have borne the jour- in a little cart up the mountain after winterney better than I feared. All have slept greens. George is an orphan. He is havsome.”

ing a splendid time. Alida has one of those Hale's Eddy.Safe and sound."

faces which show sorrow, want and care.

She is very quiet-an unusually good child. Soon the first welcome letters came : Nellie has just given a scream of delight

Sherman, July 20, 1877.--I wish you over some young potato bugs, thinking they could see it all for yourself. A pen-and- were raspberries! Every thing is doing

A ink sketch will be tame. Such happy and beautifully!” good children as they all were on the way. Not the first thing all day that the most Then came the railroad strikes, and Mr. fastidious could take the least exception to. Parsons was cut off from his supplies. On the two-mile drive from Hale’s Eddy to Friends had come in upon him unexpectSherman, the E. boys screamed with delight. edly and his little house was over-full. No They are dear little fellows, and are in a flour could be bought in town, but a small good place.

quantity borrowed, fifty pounds of Indian “ The two little girls I left with a good meal secured, and ham on hand, brought his German woman, but they came back to me household grandly through. Meanwhile, in less than an hour, saying they did not those of us who had taken up the work at want to stay. I didn't think any the less of the city end were a little anxious about getthem because they wanted their mothers ting money enough to send the children when night came.

One woke in the night away. Some one suggested advertising; and said she wanted to go home; but I and a word from Dr. White to the Broklyn heard her say at daylight that she thought Union, and a kind editorial notice of homes she would stay.

in the country for sick, destitute children, ** I have Henry and Joseph and George brought us at once “ The Mountain-Air also with me. Henry has been out of doors Fund;" sufficient to fill all the places that all day, only staying in long enough to eat. one man could find in one village and its He seems a good deal rested.

neighborhood, for one summer's work. “ The whole town came out last night to Now questions began to be asked. Could see the arrival, and plenty of children have it be a hoax? Was it possible that people




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