. Bulletin of the Essex Institute. Essex Institute; Natural history; genealogy. THE FIRST HALF CENTURY OF THE INSTITUTE. 21 daily burthen and a daily incentive, —I speak for them and all of them when I say that no eflbrt of theirs will l)e lackin«r to make the future worthy of the past. The President then n*ad two letters dated at Kome, the first, as he said, to show the feeling entertained for us by the Sculptor Story just before his death, as evinced by the deposit, for perpetual preservation in the Institute, of a cradle in which he and his distinguished father, Judge Story, were rocked in
. Bulletin of the Essex Institute. Essex Institute; Natural history; genealogy. THE FIRST HALF CENTURY OF THE INSTITUTE. 21 daily burthen and a daily incentive, —I speak for them and all of them when I say that no eflbrt of theirs will l)e lackin«r to make the future worthy of the past. The President then n*ad two letters dated at Kome, the first, as he said, to show the feeling entertained for us by the Sculptor Story just before his death, as evinced by the deposit, for perpetual preservation in the Institute, of a cradle in which he and his distinguished father, Judge Story, were rocked in infancy. This was as follows : The Palazzo Barberini. Mv dear Mr. Kantoul and Gentlemen of the Essex Institute: I have jnst received your most kind and flattering letter of Nov. 19, and I to express my Avarm thanks for the cordial terms with which you accept ray little gift of the old cradle. It comforts my heart to hear that my Father's memory is so Avarmly cherished in Salem. He always had a deep feeling for the town and, as I well remember, quitted it with great regret and only be- cause he deemed it his duty to do so in order to secure for Harvard University the Donation of Mr. Dane — as Mr. Dane had made it a condition of his gift that my Father should accept the Professor- ship of Law and go to Cambridge to reside. For myself, Dear old Salem has my stronsiaffections. It was my birthplace— the days of my boyhood were spent there — and I retain for it only the most affectionate associations and memories. Often in my dreaming and musing hours I go back to it, and long again to see the streets and to renew the old and vivid recollections which still are fresh and living in my mind The boyish memories last forever, and have a charm unsurpassed by those of a later age. I wish my little gift were more worthy of your acceptance, and small as it is, I am, I confess, deeply pleased that you have so kindly. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page
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