. The digressions of V. : written for his own fun and that of his friends / by Elihu Vedder ; containing the quaint legends of his infancy, an account of his stay in Florence, the garden of lost opportunities, return home on the track of Columbus, his struggle in New York in war-time coinciding with that of the nation, his prolonged stay in Rome, and likewise his prattlings upon art, tamperings with literature, struggles with verse, and many other things, being a portrait of himself from youth to age ; with many illustrations by the reful he had to be to keep only those of the same si
. The digressions of V. : written for his own fun and that of his friends / by Elihu Vedder ; containing the quaint legends of his infancy, an account of his stay in Florence, the garden of lost opportunities, return home on the track of Columbus, his struggle in New York in war-time coinciding with that of the nation, his prolonged stay in Rome, and likewise his prattlings upon art, tamperings with literature, struggles with verse, and many other things, being a portrait of himself from youth to age ; with many illustrations by the reful he had to be to keep only those of the same size together,from a habit they had of eating each other; even a difference ofa few inches would provoke these attempts. This Morgan wasalso a collector of natural curiosities and had quite a other things he had found a stone which representedfairly well a leg with its foot, and the period is shown by his call-ing it St. Annas leg. This St. Anna, or Santa Anna, was thepresident and dictator of Mexico, and for the best of reasonswore a wooden leg; and the story goes that on one occasion, inour war with that country, we came very near capturing thathero, who was forced to decamp so suddenly that his leg was leftbehind and thus fell into our hands. Morgan had a habit of A LETTER 247 going about with a snake coiled round his wrist as if it were themost natural thing in the world. I dare say his wife broke himof the habit when she became advanced enough. Kate Fieldthought the wife the better man; I liked the gentle Morgan THE LAIR OF THE SEA-SERPENT Yesterday I received a letter from my old friend, James , dated Rome, in which he regrets not seeing me; and Iregret not seeing him, for he has a good memory as well as agood heart, and could have told me all about my studio daysin Dodsworths Building. As it is, he tells me in this letter thatit was at the corner of Fifth Avenue and Twenty-sixth says — but I had better quote this portion of his lette
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