The Dickinson press., 1894-06-16
A New England City.
BOSTON. .Jur

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EDITOR I'HEss:-Your correspond
ent has M.rn in Boston three days.
Old Bostn!. There is no city like
her in all this broad land: no city
where principal business streets are
so narrow, so crooked and SC crowd
ed. Aud every New Englander, at
least. points with pride to her rs be-
ing to him the hub of the universe,
and the center of learning and cult.
ure.
Sunday dawned bright and warm,
and though somewhat travel weary,
we decided to attend DIR. Edward
Everett Halc's church. This church.
Congregational Unitarian, is situat.
ell in the fashionable West End quar-.
ter; and, though %unassumimg in out
side appearance, is handsome and
commodi0us within. The venerable
doctors discourse was based upon
the necessity for more positive and
less negative work for humanity.
He said: Better teach a hoy to he
true and do right than to let him
first go wrong and then try to turn
him from, 1T. Teach more, both by
precept aud example, what is good
and pure and less and less the "thou
shalt not" doctrine. Christ taught
positively almost entirely. He sci.
dom dealt with past sins hut with the
facts of the present.
TO II who knows how beautiful
is DR.. Hale's home and social life,
his words have u double meaning;
for with him precept and example
are one.
Mount Auburn, Boston's city of
the, dead. Is IL most beautiful spot.
Prehaps those of your readers who
have often visited it will enjoy go.
ing in fancy again with me. AS we
cr.ss the West Boston bridge INTO
Cambridge the view up and down
Charles river and on either side is
very pretty. The ride through Cam.
bridge is first through the old part,
then past Harvard Square with the
grounds and buildings Of Harvard
college on the right, and then through
residence portions to beautiful Au-
burn. Here everything is in most
perfect order and plants, shrubs and
flowers are in almost endless profu-
sion.
TO the right of the main entrance
follow Spruce Avenue for a few min.
4tes and then turn again to the right
into Mimora Walk up quite a rise Of
ground. A few steps more and we
come to a we'll worn path; but aside
from this there is nothing remark
able-a few plain marble stones with.
in a plain iron fence. One of the
stones is new and the mound it
marks is strewn with field flowers,
the offerings of the loving poor. 1t
is the grave of Phillips Brooks, sim
pie and plain rs was his life, but not
forgotten by those for whom lie IL.
bored.
Turning now to the left and visit
ing the chapel upon the highest
ground in the enclosure, we obtain
beautiful views in all directions and
death docs not seem so cold and dark
when we think of loved ones resting
in SUCH place 81 this. The Sphinx
on the hill facing the entrance to the
chapel. is of gray stone and very i'm.
posing.
Continuing east of the chapel and
turning again into a by-path we come
to the grave of u famous American
poet. L%ongfellow. This grave is
marked by a simple stone bearing up:
on the front the one word "Long.
fellow;;' and upon the back the full
name and dates.
Below this but in plain sight, is
the last resting place of another Of
our famous writer's, Lowell. Sim.
plicity marks this also.
We turn now and 60 away, past
Lowell's old Cambridge home,
through the old city. back to the
busy world again; but carrying with
us some of the beauty and calm Of
Mount Auburn.
TRAVELLER.