Sacramento daily record-union., 1882-04-29
FROM BOSTON.
LoEGPELLow-HIs KIHDNEss-HIs Re
LIGIoUS VIEWS.
The zuni Indians-Newport - Easter
Flowers-Easter Eggs-Faster
Feasts-Teachers' Work
Correspondence of the REceRD-UNIoN.

tender reverence to Longfellow, as one
| after another who knew and loved him
personally comes bringing his or her little
| hoard of private memories and knowledge
to share them with the sorrowing public.
Not hasty, resentful word, harsh judg
ment, an unkindly act comes anywhere to
light. His life was like his poetry
peaceful, ennobling, catholic in its range
of sympathies. He was good as daily
bread, and wheat and grapes would have
symbolized him better than the cluster of
passion.fowers that lay upon his
coffin. Specially he was the poet
of children, their lover and friend,
and SO, for at least another generation, his
place will be as secure, his fame as freshly
green as both have been during the greater
part of his long. honored life. He belonged
to the children-but to what age did he
not belong? With what firm. sure touch
he evoked the lovely ideals Of young man
and maidenhood How keenly he tathomed
the most elusive, feeting fancies of the
dreamer! How well he knew to cheer on
the toilipg rouse the weary and fallen,
comfort the stricken And what nobler
expression of itself could old age ask than
his "Morituri Salutamus ?"
" 1t is too late! Alb, nothing is too late
Till tired heart shall cease to paptate
Something remains for US to do or dare
Even the oldest tree some fruit may bear.
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress,
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filed with stars, invisible by day.
A lady correspondent of the transcript
| describes
THE POETS KINDNESS
To young California girl whom she had
taken to call upon him in his study. The
young girl had travelled all over the world,
and met plenty of wonderful people, but
trepidation seized her in that historic room
and presence, and she could hardly speak.
Leaving his other guests, Mr.. Longfellow
devoted himself to gently reassuring her,
showing her this, that and the other of his
library curiosities and treasures, telling
her their stories and associations-that this
fragment of wood came from Dante's coffin,
and 600 years ago touched his bones
who 'fthe father was of Tuscan
song;" that these were inkstands that
had belonged to Moore and Coleridge
here was bit of Cellinis work here a
| Tintoretto, and SO on till his visitors over
whelming timidity had melted like mist in
the sun, and she could respond naturally
and gratefully to his delicate courtesy. As
| read the pretty account l wondered if its
| heroine were not identical with the youth.
full California beauty and belle, bearing a
name known from the Pacific to the Allan.
tic, whom | met at that delightful hostelry
affected by pecunious Californians soiourn-
ing eastward, the Windsor Hotel in New
York. The girl had been reared in luxury 8
lap, and heaped with adulation from her
babyhood, but was unspoiled enough by all
that had been lavished upon her to relate
with great pride how MIR. Longfellow had
said, when she met him, that she had
brought East with her California's bright
est gold in her hair-which was indeed a
radiant cheUeture fit to attract any beauty
loving eye, and to which even a great
poets notice could give but an added glory.
Some one anxious as to
Mr.. LoNGFELLow's RELIGIOUS VIEWS,
Wrote to one of the dailies to inquire
about them. The answer was that he was
not church -goer, but was believed to
sympathize with the opinions of his brother
Samuel, very radical Unitarian clergy
man of Philad elphia. 1t is not easy to
imagine what nourishment of either soul
or fancy poet could draw from a religion
chiefly negatious and cloudy dubiousness,
but to be of Massachusetts and not Unita-
rian, as well look for a white black bird.
Mr.. Francis Underwood is soon to publish
Mr.. Longfellow's biography, and this
ought to prove the standard work, for its
subject gave it his approval, counsel, fur
nished a great part of its facts and incl
dents, and chose most of it's illustrations.
Great interest in distinguished quarters
here has been shown in cur guests. the
Zuni Indians, in the charge of Mr.. Frank
Cushing Mr.. Gushing is an ardent eth
nologist, who has devoted himself to the
elucidation of the mysteries and history of
the Indians of the Pueblos, and who in
pursuit of his search has already spent a
long time among the Zuni Indians, has be-
come son of the tribe, one of their chiefs
spiritual and temporal, and who returns
for second long period.
THE INDIANS
Have been entertained by the artists
here in the Paint and Clay Club, by
scientific associations and individuals ;
they have exhibited themselves at several
receptions been shown some of the ways
in which we amuse ourselves and try to
find or make life worth living how we
bring up our young women, as exemplified
at Wellesley College the whole winding
up with what was the real object of their
Eas tern pilgrimage visit to the ocean
demijohns of "holy water to carry home
for use in their sacred rites. They were
taken, with some three hundred invited
guests, by steamer to one of the bay
islands. On the easternmost shore of the
| island with much ceremonial, chants,
smoking pipes of prayer, scattering of
prayer four-a sacred meal composed of
ground sea shells and corn-the demijohns
were filled. But the phenomenon of the
tides was something the Indians did not un.
derstand. At the beginning of their cere-
monies they had taken their place on
point OF low rOCkB CoNereu AZ HISu Watcf'
The tide was then rising, and before the
chant was ended the spectators were
forced to scramble hastily back to dry
land. Mr.. Gushing suggested to the chiefs
that they could more comfortably finish
their services elsewhere, but the High
Priest exhorted him, ''Be firm The
waters come up by the will of the gods;
the sun hears us God hears us this is a
beautiful manifestation of the truth of our
religion, and you must be prepared for it.
Even if the waves rise and take you in, it
will be we'll" Luckily the chants ended
before the party were quite waist deep.
After the chiefs had finished with the
Ocean of Sunrise they initiated Mr. Cush-
ing into their highest religious order. This
order is in possession of the mythology,
and
EARLY HISTORY OF THE TRIBE,
Or rather it is in possession of four high
nrie sts of the order tho once in four veara