There are 70 or 80 people in this etablissement, no one of whom I
have as yet particularly cottoned up to. It's incredible how even
so slight a barrier as the difference of language with most of
them, and still more as the absence of local and personal
associations, range of gibes and other common ground to stand on,
counts against one's scraping acquaintance. It's disgusting and
humiliating. There is a lovely maiden of _etwa_ 19 sits in sight of
me at the table with whom I am falling deeply in love. She has
never looked at me yet, and I really believe I should be quite
incapable of conversing with her even were I "introduced," from a
sense of the above difficulties and because one doesn't know what
subjects or allusions may be possible with a jeune fille. I suppose
my life for the past year would have furnished you, as the great
American nouvelliste, a good many "motives" and subjects of
observation--especially so in this place. I wish I could pass them
over to you--such as they are you'd profit by them more than I and
gather in a great many more. I should like full well an hour's, or
even longer, interview with you, and with the Parents and the
Sister and the Aunt and all; just so as to start afresh on a clean
basis. Give my love to Wendell Holmes. I've seen ---- ---- several
times; but what a cold-blooded cuss he is! Write me your impression
of T. S. P., who will probably reach you before this letter. If
Frank Washburn ever gets home be friendly to him. He is much aged
by travel and experience, and is a most charming character and
generous mind.
XIII
If I add to the foregoing a few lines more from my brother's hand, these
are of a day separated by long years from that time of our youth of
which I have treated. Addressed after the immense interval to an
admirable friend whom I shall not name here, they yet so vividly
refer--and with something I can only feel as the first authority--to one
of the most prized interests of our youth that, under the need of still
failing to rescue so many of these values from the dark gulf, I find
myself insist the more on a place here, before I close, for that
presence in our early lives as to which my brother's few words say so
much. To have so promptly and earnestly spoken of Mary Temple the
younger in this volume is indeed I think to have offered a gage for my
not simply leaving her there. The opportunity not so to leave her comes
at any rate very preciously into my hands, and I can not better round
off this record than by making the most of it. The letter to which
William alludes is one that my reader will presently recognise. It had
come back to him thus clearly at the far end of time.
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