I buried two of my children yesterday--at Concord, Mass., and feel
so heartbroken this morning that I shall need to adopt two more
instantly to supply their place; and lo and behold you and William
present yourselves, or if you decline the honour Ellen and Baby.
Mary and I trotted forth last Wednesday, bearing Wilky and Bob in
our arms to surrender them to the famous Mr. Sanborn. The yellowest
sunshine and an atmosphere of balm were all over the goodly land,
while the maple, the oak and the dogwood showered such splendours
upon the eye as made the Champs Elysees and the Bois appear
parvenus and comical. Mrs. Clark is a graceless enough woman
outwardly, but so tenderly feathered inwardly, so unaffectedly kind
and motherly toward the urchins under her roof, that one was glad
to leave them in that provident nest. She has three or four other
school-boarders, one of them a daughter of John Brown--tall, erect,
long-haired and freckled, as John Brown's daughter has a right to
be. I kissed her (inwardly) between the eyes, and inwardly heard
the martyred Johannes chuckle over the fat inheritance of love and
tenderness he had after all bequeathed to his children in all good
men's minds. An arch little Miss Plumley also lives there, with
eyes full of laughter and a mouth like a bed of lilies bordered
with roses. How it is going to be possible for my two boys to
pursue their studies in the midst of that bewilderment I don't
clearly see. I am only sure of one thing, which is that if I had
had such educational advantages as that in my youth I should
probably have been now far more nearly ripe for this world's
business. We asked to see Miss Waterman, one of the teachers
quartered in the house, in order to say to her how much we should
thank her if she would occasionally put out any too lively spark
she might see fall on the expectant tinder of my poor boys' bosoms;
but Miss W. herself proved of so siliceous a quality on
inspection--with round tender eyes, young, fair and womanly--that I
saw in her only new danger and no promise of safety. My present
conviction is that a general conflagration is inevitable, ending in
the total combustion of all that I hold dear on that spot. Yet I
can't but felicitate our native land that such magnificent
experiments in education go on among us.
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