International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1, eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 523 pages of information about International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1,.

International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1, eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 523 pages of information about International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1,.

“Our excellent friend, Major Noah, has suffered himself to be cajoled by that most beguiling of all beguiling little divinities, Miss Walter, of The Transcript.  We have been looking all over her article with the aid of a taper, to see if we could discover a single syllable of truth in it—­and really blush to acknowledge that we cannot.  The adorable creature has been telling a parcel of fibs about us, by way of revenge for something that we did to Mr. Longfellow (who admires her very much) and for calling her ‘a pretty little witch’ into the bargain.  The facts of the case seem to be these:  We were invited ’deliver’(stand and deliver) a poem before the Boston Lyceum.  As a matter of course, we accepted the invitation.  The audience was ‘large and distinguished.’  Mr Cushing[B] preceded us with a very capital discourse.  He was much applauded.  On arising we were most cordially received.  We occupied some fifteen minutes with an apology for not ‘delivering,’ as is usual in such cases, a didactic poem:  a didactic poem, in our opinion, being precisely no poem at all.  After some farther words—­still of apology—­for the ‘indefiniteness’ and ‘general imbecility’ of what we had to offer—­all so unworthy a Bostonian audience—­we commenced, and with many interruptions of applause, concluded.  Upon the whole, the approbation was considerably more (the more the pity too) than that bestowed upon Mr. Cushing.  When we had made an end the audience of course arose to depart; and about one-tenth of them, probably, had really departed, when Mr. Coffin, one of the managing committee, arrested those who remained, by the announcement that we had been requested to deliver ‘The Raven.’  We delivered ‘The Raven’ forthwith—­(without taking a receipt)—­were very cordially applauded again—­and this was the end of it—­with the exception of the sad tale invented to suit her own purposes, by that amiable little enemy of ours, Miss Walter.  We shall never call a woman ’a pretty little witch’ again as long as we live.

[Footnote B:  Hon. Caleb Cushing, then recently returned from his mission to China.]

“We like Boston.  We were born there—­and perhaps it is just as well not to mention that we are heartily ashamed of the fact.  The Bostonians are very well in their way.  Their hotels are bad.  Their pumpkin pies are delicious.  Their poetry is not so good.  Their common is no common thing—­and the duck-pond might answer-if its answer could be heard for the frogs.  But with all these good qualities, the Bostonians have no soul.  They have always evinced toward us, individually, the basest ingratitude for the services we rendered them in enlightening them about the originality of Mr. Longfellow.  When we accepted, therefore, an invitation to ‘deliver’ a poem in Boston, we accepted it simply and solely, because we had a curiosity to know how it felt to be publicly hissed—­and because we wished to see what effect we could produce by a neat little impromptu speech in reply. 

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