Bok, Edward William, 1863-1930; Dutch Americans -- Biography; Ladies' Home Journal; Periodical editors -- United States -- Biography
Between the acts there came into the box a man of courtly presence,
dignified and yet gently courteous.
"Ah! Phillips," said the poet, "how are you? You must know my young
friend here. This is Wendell Phillips, my boy. Here is a young man
who told me to-day that he was going to call on you and on Phillips
Brooks to-morrow. Now you know him before he comes to you."
"I shall be glad to see you, my boy," said Mr. Phillips. "And so you
are going to see Phillips Brooks? Let me tell you something about
Brooks. He has a great many books in his library which are full of his
marks and comments. Now, when you go to see him you ask him to let you
see some of those books, and then, when he isn't looking, you put a
couple of them in your pocket. They would make splendid souvenirs, and
he has so many he would never miss them. You do it, and then when you
come to see me tell me all about it."
And he and Longfellow smiled broadly.
An hour later, when Longfellow dropped Edward at his hotel, he had not
only a wonderful day to think over but another wonderful day to look
forward to as well!
He had breakfasted with Oliver Wendell Holmes; dined, supped, and been
to the theatre with Longfellow; and tomorrow he was to spend with
Phillips Brooks.
Boston was a great place, Edward Bok thought, as he fell asleep.
CHAPTER VI
PHILLIPS BROOKS'S BOOKS AND EMERSON'S MENTAL MIST
No one who called at Phillips Brooks's house was ever told that the
master of the house was out when he was in. That was a rule laid down
by Doctor Brooks: a maid was not to perjure herself for her master's
comfort or convenience. Therefore, when Edward was told that Doctor
Brooks was out, he knew he was out. The boy waited, and as he waited
he had a chance to look around the library and into the books. The
rector's faithful housekeeper said he might when he repeated what
Wendell Phillips had told him of the interest that was to be found in
her master's books. Edward did not tell her of Mr. Phillips's advice,
to "borrow" a couple of books. He reserved that bit of information for
the rector of Trinity when he came in, an hour later.
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