Literary Boston as I Knew It (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 37 pages of information about Literary Boston as I Knew It (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance).

Literary Boston as I Knew It (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 37 pages of information about Literary Boston as I Knew It (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance).
strong, gentle face expressed, and a cast in the eye which he could not bring to bear directly upon his vis-a-vis, endeared.  I never met him without wishing more of his company, for he seldom failed to say something to whatever was most humane and most modern in me.  Our last meeting was at Newburyport, whither he had long before removed from New York, and where in the serene atmosphere of the ancient Puritan town he found leisure and inspiration for his work.  He was not then engaged upon any considerable task, and he had aged and broken somewhat.  But the old geniality, the old warmth glowed in him, and made a summer amidst the storm of snow that blinded the wintry air without.  A new light had then lately come into my life, by which I saw all things that did not somehow tell for human brotherhood dwarfish and ugly, and he listened, as I imagined, to what I had to say with the tolerant sympathy of a man who has been a long time thinking those things, and views with a certain amusement the zeal of the fresh discoverer.

There was yet another historian in Boston, whose acquaintance I made later than either Parkman’s or Parton’s, and whose very recent death leaves me with the grief of a friend.  No ones indeed, could meet John Codman Ropes without wishing to be his friend, or without finding a friend in him.  He had his likes and his dislikes, but he could have had no enmities except for evil and meanness.  I never knew a man of higher soul, of sweeter nature, and his whole life was a monument of character.  It cannot wound him now to speak of the cruel deformity which came upon him in his boyhood, and haunted all his after days with suffering.  His gentle face showed the pain which is always the part of the hunchback, but nothing else in him confessed a sense of his affliction, and the resolute activity of his mind denied it in every way.  He was, as is well known, a very able lawyer, in full practice, while he was making his studies of military history, and winning recognition for almost unique insight and thoroughness in that direction, though I believe that when he came to embody the results in those extraordinary volumes recording the battles of our civil war, he retired from the law in some measure.  He knew these battles more accurately than the generals who fought them, and he was of a like proficiency in the European wars from the time of Napoleon down to our own time.  I have heard a story, which I cannot vouch for, that when foreknowledge of his affliction, at the outbreak of our civil war, forbade him to be a soldier, he became a student of soldiership, and wreaked in that sort the passion of his most gallant spirit.  But whether this was true or not, it is certain that he pursued the study with a devotion which never blinded him to the atrocity of war.  Some wars he could excuse and even justify, but for any war that seemed wanton or aggressive, he had only abhorrence.

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