The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1874-12-20

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Anaa,ie ree,s-Hew fhey all Are
IateTestinE Personal Mates
A writer in tho Now York World
lalks pleasantly Ut living authors,
all Of whom seem 70 have passed
tho noontlme Of their fame, and 10
DO cleaning in the fields fragrant
only with tho aftermath, Those
writers makoa distinct ora In our
literature, and tho inquiry aeems
pertinent whether We arc not on tho
eve Of passing into u period Of mo,
diocrty In literature ~ we'll ~ In
craftsmanship, Longfellow, Bryant,
Whittier, Lowell, Holmes, already
wear the silver crown Of age, and no
signs yet appear 10 Indicate those
who are 10 take their places, 10,
mlnlaeenoea Of tho Boston branch Of
this family Of poets are not uncom,
mon perhaps our readers would be
interested in some sketches Of them
as they now appear II IN u some,
what novel fact that all of these
poets except Whittier live In old
historical houses, or are IN some way
associated with tho ownership Of
rare historical property, l.ongiellow
dwells In the freedom Of literary
retirement In the old Oraigc house,
on tho shaded avenue 10 Watcrlon,
q mansion which Washington took
possession Of soon after tho battle
Of Bunker Hill, and which tho poet
tlllod with tho associations of song.
He perfectly describes tho house In
"The Old Clock on tho StaiW,"
We last saw LbngielIow At tho
funeral OF Agassiz, Tho old college
chapel was 6llod with the perfume
Of flowers and through tho aroma
tho delicious music Of CherubIms
requiem was solomnly falling, lilo
looked wrinklcd and old, his hair
was thin and silvcry, and no seemed
TO feel that around tho generation
Of mon he represented tho shadows
OF eyentide were falling. Ito has
threo daughters, who usually remain
with him at Cambridge, though
somewhat fond Of society and travel.
His residence is much visitod--so
much 30, in fact, that horso.cars
usually stop before tho house and
the conductors shout; Long.
fellow's" neutrality-suspicious. some.
times venture within tho inviting
precincts of tho poets estate. A
party some time ago made such u
venture, and were Hospitality 70.
ceived by the poet, who astonshed
them with the historical associations
of the house As they were about
Qeaving one of them aslSsd.
N"Can you tell US who lives here
n@Y"
Certainly, sir; 1.-Two here
pb, you? What isyour name ?"
"tIongfellow."
"hny relation to the Wiscassct
LoHgtellers ?"
The poet bowed out the party,
refectively,
James Russell Lowell, the humor-
ist, lives not far from LongfclIow, ~
Elmwood, on an old colonial estate
which retains all Of the old features
Of its traditional condition. The
poets pride seems to be his trees,
and although tho lawns in front Of
the old mansian mako some preten-
sions to modern art, one may wan
dor into the acres that stretch DO.
yond us into an ancient forest. The
display of really magnificent elms
induced the poet to call the provin-
cial estate Elmwood, 1t comprises
about thirteen acres, and is only
separated by the road from Mount
Auburn
thought OF mound in Sweet Auburn,
Where "a little head stone stood,
How the snowfiakes were foldingit gently,
AS robins the babes IN the wood.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, u natty ),
elderly man, who may daily BIO seen
in the streets of Boston, looking far
mare like a neat retired tailor than
a Philosopher or poet, was born and
pa ped his childhood in the old his
ID kc house at Cambridge, in which
n q plan Of the American army was
j6egun and the battle of Bunker
Hill was planned. He long lived
in Charles street, Boston, near the
medical college, in whose dissecting
room he for many years has cracked
his jokes over the dead, to the great
delight of the medical students
He has now settled down among
tho truc-blue money princes Of
Beacon street.
Authors of modern date are wealthy
Fellows.
Emerson still lives at Concord in
house and on an estate long his
toric. He is an old man, seldom
appearing in public, though his
bowed form was seen bending over
the grave of Sumner on that still
mild afternoon, to the music Of
,rombones and the singing Of In.
theirs grand hymn, the statesman
was lowered into his bed of flowers
Whittier, u constant contributor
TO the Atlantic during all the dayr
of its history, lives in n very plain
little cottage on the Merrimack, Al
Amesbury. He, too, is growing
old, being nearly sixty, but his muse
seems to gather ripcness as the Ions
curtain of his life moves on. Ill