When I was your age . cruel yoke of theTurks. At an age when most youngmen were thinking how they could makemoney, and how they could best advancethemselves in the world, our father thoughtonly how he could do most good, be of mosthelp to others. So he went out to Greece,and fought in many a battle beside the bravemountaineers. Dressed like them in the snowy chemise and the shaggy capote, heshared their toils and their hardships; slept,rolled in his cloak, under the open stars, orsat over the camp-fire, roasting wasps strungon a stick like dried cherries. The oldGreek chieftains called him the
When I was your age . cruel yoke of theTurks. At an age when most youngmen were thinking how they could makemoney, and how they could best advancethemselves in the world, our father thoughtonly how he could do most good, be of mosthelp to others. So he went out to Greece,and fought in many a battle beside the bravemountaineers. Dressed like them in the snowy chemise and the shaggy capote, heshared their toils and their hardships; slept,rolled in his cloak, under the open stars, orsat over the camp-fire, roasting wasps strungon a stick like dried cherries. The oldGreek chieftains called him the beautifulyouth, and loved him. Once he saved thelife of a wounded Greek, at the risk of hisown, as you shall read by and by in Whittiersbeautiful words ; and the rescued man fol-lowed him afterward like a dog, not wishingto lose sight of him for an hour, and wouldeven slee]D at his feet at night. Our fathers letters and journals give vividpictures of the wild life among the ruggedGreek mountains. Now he describes his. Dr. Samuel Gridley Howe. OUR FATHER. 51 lodo:inQ: in a villasfe, which he has reachedlate at night, in a pouring rain: — Squatted down upon a sort of straw pillowplaced on the ground, I enjoy all the luxury of aGrecian hut; which in point of elegance, ease, andcomfort, although not equal to the meanest of ournegro huts, is nevertheless somewhat superior tothe naked rock. We have two apartments, but nopartitions between them, the different rooms beingconstituted by the inequality of the ground, — weliving up the hill, while the servants and horseslive down in the lower part; and the smoke of ourfires, rising to the roof and seeking in vain forsome hole to escape, comes back again to me. Again, he gives a pleasant account of hisvisit to a good old Greek priest, who livedwith his family in a tiny cottage, the besthouse in the villaoe. He found the sfoodold man just sitting down to supper withhis wife and children, and was invited mostcordially to join them. The
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