The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1864-06-13
Monday Morning, June Is, 1864.
Homes of New England Authors.

Homes Of New England Authors.
The following scraps OF gossip in relation
TO few of our popular New England authors,
are condensed from the Round Table
EDGEwooD.
"1k Marvel" has written very fully OF his
charming home upon the hillside, which he
calls any Farm at Edgewood." 1t is situated
about three miles from New Haven, Conn,
peering out most cheerfully from the forest
upon the hillside behind the beautiful little
village Of Westville. Mr.. Mitchell has de-
scribed 1t most perfectly, and certainly very
charmingly, In his recent book. There Is no
sign of poverty about that home. Rather
there is a wealth OF beauty, quiet, refinement,
and modest elegance, which betokens any
thing but the unrest Of need or the fruits of
misfortune.
BRIGHTwooD.
Timothy Titcomb" (J. G.. Holland, Esq. J
Is certainly q most striking proof that the
pen Is not the weapon Of poverty. Not many
years ago he was indeed poor and unfortunate.
But he clung most faithfully TO the spirit that
moved within him, and worked right valiantly
over all doubt and difficulty, until his ideal is
well-nigh perfect, and no handsomer home
looks down upon all Connecticut Valley than
the elegant, tasteful, and cheerful bright
wood" the home Of his own planning. It Is
located near Springfield, Mass, upon beau
tiful rise of ground that commands far and
near view OF surprising loveiness. bright
wood" is all bright and beautiful.
MRS. STOVES NEW HOME.
During the past year Mrs. Stowe has been
busy In planning for new aud elegant home
In Hartford, Conn. In one OF the finest loca-
tiona uuou tho ruart haauttf,,l avanua ~ tha
city, her new and handsome dwelling Is cree
ted. You would not think of poverty here,
but rather Of plentiful abundance, and taste
that lacks not the means TO be satisfied in
every particular.
ROSE TERRY's HOME.
This, too, Is i'm Hartford, and Is situated In
the midst OF beauty and elegance. Those Of
her readers who have enjoyed so many delight
ful stories, 80 many charming poems, need
never think OF hand that was ever so empty
that stream Of kindly love and charity could
not flow forth.
GAIL HAMILToN's HOME.
Miss Abigail Dodge lives quietly but most
pleasantly In the staid old town of Hamilton,
Mass. Everybody for miles and miles around
can tell you just where to find ABBY Dodge"
for she is a heroine in that secluded district.
large and neat white farmhouse, upon q
sunny slope by the roadside, is her old cheer
full home. IL is not so elegant as some homes,
but everything betokens thrift and prosperity.
Gail Hamilton's pen was never impelled by
stings OF want, as any one can see by visiting
her unpretending but genial and tasteful
home.
THE sADDESED HOME AT CONCORD.
The "House of the Seven Gables" is no fc-
ton. The late Mr.. Hawthorne lived quietly
bnd happily under its welcome shelter, close
by the roadside, two miles from the village oi
Concord, Mass. 1t is SO concealed by trees
you might pass il nneonsciousy. Ard then,
II you should ask any farmer for miles around
for the home OF Mr.. Hawthorne, how quickly
and proudly he would point you over into the
valley, under the shadow Of the hills, to the
strange roof towering above the trees. You
cannot see ct one glance all the corners and
strange additions. All about Il shrubbery,
and vines are clinging everywhere. There Is
q strange atmosphere OF mystery and sacred
stiffness about it. No want hangs Its cloud
above the spirit that made that home go
famous. Mr.. Hawthornc's labors were profit
able and satisfactory. Only a lew miles on,
upon the same road, still stands the rough
shelter that Thoreau has celebrated In the
weird tale OF "Walden."
Mr.. EMERsoN's HOME.
Concord tells no tales Of povertystricken
or needy writers. Mr.. Emerson--better known
70 the villagers than was Mr.. Hawthorne -
has neat and tasteful home, provided for ev-
cry want, and pleasantly located. We do not
well see how any man could desire a happier
life than his seems 70 be. Respected, honored
visited by the most famous in this and other
countries, and with never-ceasing supply OF
refined culture TO draw from, he Is assuredly
no object OF pity. We have yet to find an au'
thor af ranuta vwha eufara for fhfa xvnrldss
goods.
Mr.. HIGGISsoN's HOME.
This ever welcome writer-now soldier
lives in Worcester, Mass, and In home that
has all the comforts and refnelnents that taste
eau suggest. happier man Is seldom met
with. He has his lboat upon Lake Quinsiga.
mond, and his rife for the forest. He can tell
you where the flowers bloom earliest and fresh
est, and he seems 10 be In league with the
trout In the mountain streams. He has de-
lghtful home, and Is himself an ever1owine
fountain OF joyiality, wit, welcome, and happi
ness.
THE wAYsIDE.
Who does not know OF the historic home
stead OF Mr.. Lonefellow, at Cambridge? Tn,
Muses. have not left him TO suffer, but have th,
rather loaded him with every comfort ant
pleasure. His Is beautiful home-thouQi
not so cloudless as when the wife and mothe
was Its life and joy. But pleasant and m os
cordial welcome awaits all who enter that rich
ly stored library. Mr.. Longfelow is frien.
of the peosle, aud turns away none from hi
study or his parlor. The souvenirs Of friend
ship are all about, and everything betoken
perfect peace and full happiness-except th
one shadow that Death left SO suddenly.
LESSON OF THE FOREGOING.
Literature is not profltless employment
Scholarship and the refinement Of intellectus
pursuits are not Of necessity attended wit
the hand OF want and poverty. Nor are til
American people slow TO recognize and appre
eiate their great and worthy writers.