The life and letters of Edward Everett Hale . e necessary conclusion — Why not stayhere (where we seem to be of some use in the world)and not let these things trouble us.^^ He could notalways keep these things (and worse) from trou-bling him, but he did pretty well. There came a timein later years when he would enter in his diary—** Didnot leave the island all day, or Did not leave thequarterdeck. He was then at this same 39 High-land Street where the telephone was added to thedoorbell, though schools and life insurance menwere of the past. I believe in those days, as thirtyyears before, he wa
The life and letters of Edward Everett Hale . e necessary conclusion — Why not stayhere (where we seem to be of some use in the world)and not let these things trouble us.^^ He could notalways keep these things (and worse) from trou-bling him, but he did pretty well. There came a timein later years when he would enter in his diary—** Didnot leave the island all day, or Did not leave thequarterdeck. He was then at this same 39 High-land Street where the telephone was added to thedoorbell, though schools and life insurance menwere of the past. I believe in those days, as thirtyyears before, he was glad he had stayed. One cannot say that all of the many short storiesof these years are, like Ideals, some whim orfancy dressed in the garments of experience and reallife. But a good many of them are of much thesame sort. Two years before Ideals appearedThe Modern Psyche. Miss Psyche Varney mar-ried Edward Ross, but on marriage Edward askedher not to ask him what his business was nor whohis friends were. She did not, and their life was. Edward Everett Hale and his Grandson Nathan AT Matunuck LITERATURE 249 happy. He went to his study for a couple of hoursin the morning and at eight in the evening he dis-appeared, telHng her not to sit up for him. Allwent well till a visit from her sisters made her feelthat she must unravel the mystery. It turned outthat he was the editor-in-chief of the Argus. Sofar he had been able to keep his business life and hishome life separate. But now their life changed;instead of the halcyon days they had spent together,there came days clouded by doorbell and mail man,axes to grind, and calls to pay. Those who remember 39 Highland Street in itsearly days will have recognized an idealized formin the account of the young couples first home. It was in Roxbury, so it was half country; andthere was a pretty garden, with a little green-housesuch as Psyche had always longed for. Nay therewas a fernhouse, with just the ferns she loved, andwith those othe
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