. Final memorials of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow; . summer. So I fear I shall haveto be guilty of another omission of my duties at Yours faithfully, W. H. Prescott. To Charles Sumner. Oak Grove, near Portland, August 14, brief note by James Greenleaf, and the larger onedated from the Craigie House, came safe to the have always regretted the dismantling of that conse-crated But what can one do against the risingtide of the rising generation ? This morning I see in the Daily the first notice of your Amherst oration, takenfrom a Springfield paper. The
. Final memorials of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow; . summer. So I fear I shall haveto be guilty of another omission of my duties at Yours faithfully, W. H. Prescott. To Charles Sumner. Oak Grove, near Portland, August 14, brief note by James Greenleaf, and the larger onedated from the Craigie House, came safe to the have always regretted the dismantling of that conse-crated But what can one do against the risingtide of the rising generation ? This morning I see in the Daily the first notice of your Amherst oration, takenfrom a Springfield paper. The epithets are brilliant, 1 Mr. Prescott was for several years one of the ExaminingCommittee in the department of Modern Languages at HarvardCollege. 2 The southeast chamber of Craigie House, which had been Gen-eral Washingtons room, and was Mr. Longfellows study till 1845,when it became the nursery. It was the room in which the Voicesof the Night and Hyperion were written, and had witnessed manyan earnest conversation and many a friendly 1847.] CORRESPONDENCE. 21 powerful, excellent, etc. We rejoice in every successof yours, and long to hear your own account of the this time you must have conquered a little use it to visit us here. On reaching Portland askfor the Veranda omnibus, and you will be brought tothis delightful spot speedily. Come as soon as you Felton, and Hillards letter, and we will have amerry day or two before leaving this oracular grove. Theview from our windows is charming. It commands theharbor, and has a glimpse of the old fort in Portland,which, oddly enough, bears the name of Fort was one of the terrors of my childhood. From J. L. Motley. Chestnut Street, Boston, December 18, 1847. My dear Longfellow, — I have delayed thanking youfor the copy of Evangeline which you were kind enoughto send me, but I assure you that I have not made thesame delay in reading it. I had, in fact, read it more thanonce before
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