LItERARY StYLE No one can obiograp feeling t ses unusually fine Engliseacion kno o t of ing errors in syntax or in t is just tion fixes as t to ion accounts for. try to make ion not to be explained by any sucion, fortify tion by an appeal to the remarkable excellence of her use of language even when she was a child.
to a certain degree valid; for, indeed, tional ies of t s of teacive to ties of language and to terplay of t which demands expression in melodious word groupings.
At time t of style can be starved or stimulated. No innate genius can invent fine language. tuff of be given to t and given skilfully.
A c e fine Engliss nouris. In teac aste and an ent up on t;Juvenile Literature,quot; ense of being simply p, like quot;treasure Islandquot; or quot;Robinson Crusoequot; or t;Jungle Book,quot; be in good style.
If Miss Sullivan e fine Englisy of yle , be explicable at once.
But tracts from Miss Sullivans letters and from s, alte, ty o be measured by ion. to o t t sly recovered . eac ao t are in books, from during her years of blindness.
In Captain Kellers library s books, Lambs quot;tales from S; and better still Montaigne. After t year or so of elementary ogether.
Besides tion of good books, ting, for . t is ireless and unrelenting discipline, ters taste, but made e til t only correct, but charming and well phrased.
Any one o e knoo tice eacyle insist on a cing a paragrapil it is more t, and raining, even beyond he child.
and selection is evident from t of Dr. Bell, t stle old oo from ordinary curity of t. underlie Miss Sullivans methe process by which helen Keller absorbed language from books.
tes good Englis and ages of being deaf and blind ages remained. Saugo ake for granted as a necessary part of t language and love it. Language s.
t on teacained in an incident, ime it seemed unfortunate, can no longer be regretted. I refer to t;Frost Kingquot; episode, , and tter Volta Bureau Souvenir from lengt OF t;FROSt KING”
Z, Superintendent of ta Bureau, ason, D. C.
Dear Sir: Since my paper ion of t;; some facts to my notice in connection of tion of language by my pupil, and if it is not already too late for publication in tunity to explain tail.
Per in my paper*, ed t so retain in time t understand; but ained in ial expression in ion or ing, according as it proves of greater or less value to ness of its application to tless true in telligent c, perion in for t t a c and not be expected to be as gifted mentally as ttle girl proves to be; is quite possible o class as marvelous many t of merit sucion.
* In t;During ter (1891-92) I o t sno o enjoy it very muc in sed t of ts inter s remember , did not seem to kno s. As I , I inquired of several of my friends if to remember it. teac titution expressed t tion did not appear in any book in raised print in t library; but one lady, Miss Marrett, took upon ask of examining books of poems in ordinary type, and itled Sno of t of ts s-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slo;It reasured t, and torm s application.”
In t I may be pardoned if I appear to overestimate tal capacity and po, o ion and fine poetic nature, yet recent developments in ings convince me of t t I in t been fully ao ent se aut of ion I ories y trace tations noted in ing or conversation; and I o observe ely se autions.
tracts from a feers give evidence of aining tiful language o tmospo to iment expressed by Longfello;; and s sings : quot;tir of ne of my o sunny land spring s splendour. All its birds and all its blossoms, all its flos grasses.“
About time, in a letter to a friend, in I racts from ter and from tself: EXtRACtS FROM tER [tire letter is publis of titution for 1891] t, ting like a flake of fire, te, tating tes of all, t trill, and ttle rees in our front yard ring heir glad song.
FROM tItLED quot;SPRINGquot; BY OLIVER ENDELL le blooms; t of autumnal broing like a flake of fire Rent by a s imperious, accato note; ts e, Poised on a bullrusipsy : Nay, in air, and spreads his idle wings.
On t day of April sation tion: quot;to-morrow April will ears and blushe flowers of lovely May.”
In a letter to a friend at titution, dated May 17, 1889, sion from one of ian Andersens stories, ter is publisitution Report (1891), p. 204. tory o ;Andersens Stories,”
publist amp; Allen Bros., and may be found on p. 97 of Part I. in t volume.
ion for tions es it even upon t ure year at Andover s;It seems to me ty, and love; and eful be to our o enjoy! ten all over ture.”
In ter years, since act o converse freely ance of some literature familiar; sed in raised letters, in to follo I. in t volume.172
cultivation of taste sical imagery. to ings, to ransported into t of ts portrayed in tory sold, and ters and descriptions become real to ice ures ts on o make an indelible impression; and many times, arts fortion from a mirror.
ed by nature t so understand est toucion every possible variety of external relations. One day in Alabama, as o understand for t time t tains, and s;tains are croo look at tiful reflections!quot; I do not kno it is evident t it must o , as it e sucioning a visit to Lexington, Mass., ses: quot;As monarco listen to ttle cs. t, tica, and ttle curled-up ferns all peeped out at us from beneat; Ster ;I must go to bed, for Morpouc; o state whese expressions.
So prefer stories cains tic spirit in all sucerature; but not until ter language to sucent t so trace the source.
ttle story se in October last at ts in tuscumbia, umn Leaves.quot; S about ting a little eac occasioned muc on account of tiful imagery, and understand ures t. As ; s;I did not read it; it is my story for Mr. Anagnoss birt; se like t more astonisimes before at ted acs of my little pupil, especially as s on t of tumn of this year.
Before ory, it ed to o cs title to quot;t King,”
as more appropriate to t of reated; to ted. tory ten by erlined t for ter convenience of to read it. e a little letter, and, enclosing t, foro Mr. Anagnos for hday.
tory ed in tor and, from a revie in tte, I artled to find t a very similar story had been published in 1873, seven years before helen was born.
tory, quot;Frost Fairies,quot; appeared in a book ten by Miss Margaret t. Canby, entitled quot;Birdie and ; ted from tories o convince me t Miss Canbys story must at some time o helen.
As I ory, or even tter, and found s. Sterly unable to recall eitory or the book.
Careful examination in titution to learn if any extracts from t not tory must o ime ago, as ains distinctness facts and impressions o its keeping.
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After making careful inquiry, I succeeded in obtaining tion t our friend, Mrs. S. C. ed to tle daug t er, Mass., ime, of tertained o ion of juvenile publications, among ory of quot;Frost Fairies,quot; s t so racts, if not entire stories, from t as s able to find ions for t bookstores in Boston, Neuted for t task, as ired from business many years ago; ually discovered t ilmington, Delaion of tained from o me a copy of t edition.
t generous and gratifying letters racts from er mentioning tion of tories in tes: quot;All tories o t publisitles may have been changed.”
In tter ses: quot;I you o make and t I am glad sory, and t I e to time. I am so muc I I ten a little poem entitled A Silent Singer, icle appeared accusing ories? I so see it, and to obtain a few copies if possible.”
Under date of Marces: quot;I find traces, in t tle ories t of Frost Fairies. On page 132, in a letter, t ed by my story called t tion of a torm is very muche Dew Fairies on page 59 and 60 of my book.
a ive and retentive mind t gifted c ten doely, a s story, and t soon after , it o ory once, t neits nor teaco it or refres it, and to o reproduce it so vividly, even adding some touc keeping , age of sig talents for composition, could all. Under tances, I do not see o call it a plagiarism; it is a of memory, and stands ALONE, as doubtless mucure, if al poly as in t. I ter to talk ly notice traits of mind and cer; but I do not recollect more t for knoore of literary and general information, and tion, te, and made me realize t disappointment to tell to feel troubled about it any more. No one Part I. in t volume.174
so t e a great, beautiful story or poem t er drops in every ones cup, and to take tter patiently, and t to ion of tories wo her.”
I o ;t Fairies,quot; quot;t; and a portion of quot;t; but so t on tter. S once as ories, ions, and tories so muc sill considers her own as original.
I give beloion of Miss Canbys story, quot;t; and also ter to Mr. Anagnos containing ;dream,quot; so t tudied by terested in t: t;Birdie and ; by Margaret t. Canby] One pleasant morning little Birdie migting quietly on t at tly at the rose-bushes.
It e early; great Mr. Sun, beginning to c;good-morningsquot; to eacill asleep. But Birdie rotting about t at nig of seeking t came to pass t to see o smile back at s, until between smiling and rubbing, he was wide awake.
And ! tle rogue rolled into il so dream t it last so see all meant, and found t it rying to quot;kiss ; as he said.
Stle boy very dearly, and liked to make ;Please dress me, dear mamma, and let me go out to play in t; sed; and, soon after, Birdie doairs in and rosy from its bat on to play, until breakfast was ready.
ood still a moment to look about . tly in o eye of Mr. Sun looked at Birdie soon o find someto play of t gretle s of joy stopped to look at te, and ot peeping out of t from tertime before te o get up. A feiful flo ttle boy found it o believe, for remember ty t t rue, for a feurned to rosebuds, and tiful t it and still before t and tle igogether.
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After a t t Birdie t t be asleep. quot;Lazy roses, ; said le s only t drops, and till s up. At last Birdie remembered ry til too, and bending doly times.
y in tory to t in tter ceases.
tER tO MR. ANAGNOS (ritten February 2 and 3, 1890.) [tter ten in Frenced Le 1 fevrier 1890.] My Dear Mr. Anagnos: You le friends letter and see all takes s I to kno I can e even a s letter in French.
It makes me very o please you and my dear teactle niece Amelia. I am sure e teac returned from our is a beautiful day. e met a s little ctle girl. I o ell you a pretty dream le ceac o . One pleasant morning in tiful springtime, I t I ting on t grass under my dear motly at the rose-bushes which were growing all around me.
It e early, t been up very long; t beginning to sing joyously. till asleep. t ail ttle c beautiful golden ringlets you can imagine. tly in my face, as if to e, and t me ender smile. I clapped my c te, and ote pink, and t from betiful little fairies. I remember ty ttle joy, and I danced around to s.
After a o a beautiful doe bud upon it, and kissed it softly many times; just t teal gently around me, and loving lips kissing my eyelids, my cil I began to t last I opened my eyes to see all meant, and found it rying to kiss me awake.
Do you like my day-dream? If you do, perime.
teacly miss you. Please give my love to your good Greek friends, and tell t I so Athens some day.
Lovingly your little friend and playmate, hELEN A. KELLER.
quot;t Fairiesquot; and quot;t Kingsquot; are given in full, as tant as t Fairies [From quot;Birdie and ;] by Margaret t. Canby King Frost, or Jack Frost as imes called, lives in a cold country far to t every year I. in t volume.176
takes a journey over trong and rapid steed called quot;Nort; ream, clear as glass in appearance but often strong as iron; s ts to sleep by one touco til spring returns; t e norte little forests of fairy pine-trees, pure iful. But ing of trees, est layers of gold and rubies; and are beautiful enougo comfort us for t of summer.
I ell you first t of t is a strange story. You must kno t treasures of gold and precious stones in , being a good-ed old fello tries to do good and make oter, a cross and cs in making t ta Claus, a fine, good-natured, jolly old soul, o to nice little c Cmas.
ell, one day King Frost rying to t reasure; and suddenly o send some of it to a Claus, to buy presents of food and clot t not suffer so mucer near togettle fairies, and sones, told to carry to ta Claus, and give to s of King Frost. quot;o make good use of treasure,quot; added Jack Frost; told t to loiter by t to do his bidding quickly.
tarted on t glass jars and vases along, as tle at o do, for tter t last t forest, and, being quite tired, to rest a lest treasure solen from t trees, placing some op, and ot parts of trees, until t no one could find them.
to and for nuts, and climb trees to sers bidding, for it is a strange trut fairies and coil and trouble take in searc, alten grumble hers.
t fairies ting frolic t t to go quickly; but, as tered in t until noon, told to en; for alt, reasure so carefully, t secured it from t, and deligo undo his work and weaken him whenever he could.
eyes found out treasure among trees, and as t til noon, at rongest, te glass began to melt and break, and before long every jar and vase reasures tained ing, too, and dripping sloreams of gold and crimson over trees and bus.
Still, for a notice trange occurrence, for tree-tops t treasure ime in reac at last one of t; is raining; I certainly ; told it seldom rained ened tinkling of many Part I. in t volume.177
drops falling t, and sliding from leaf to leaf until to t dismay, t tED RUBIES, o brig. t trees around, t treasure ing a muc rees and maples, iful; but too mucened at to admire ty of t, and at once tried to King Frost shem.
tarted out to look for ardy servants, and just as the fairies.
Of course, iced tness of too, reasure ill dropping. And trees, and sa by traces of tly ed, and t tering on the woods.
King Frost fro first, and rembled for fear and coill lo just ttle c see King Frost or tiful colour of t, and began picking great bunco take to t;tty as flo; said t;buttercups,quot; and t;roses,quot; and he wood.
ts anger, and oo, began to admire ted trees, and at last o ;My treasures are not ed if ttle c be offended at my idle, tless fairies, for taug; fairies , one by one, from ter, confessed t, and asked oo, but ed, and said ime, and o t, and in trees, until all ts.
to ook to time, I suppose, it of Jack Frosts o paint trees umn; and if t covered ones, I do not know ; DO YOU?
t King by lives in a beautiful palace far to tual sno beyond description, centuries ago, in t a little distance from t easily mistake it for a mountain kiss of ting day. But on nearer approac y a ttering spires. Notiful tecture of tructed of massive blocks of ice e in cliff-like torance to t t is guarded nigwelve soldierly-looking we Bears.
But, c make King Frost a visit t opportunity you is to give them pleasure.
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You must kno King Frost, like all ot treasures of gold and precious stones; but as o make a rigream, as transparent as glass, but often as strong as iron; trees until ts fall into ts to sleep ouc s task is done trees are beautiful enougo comfort us for t of summer. I ell you o ting t is a strange story.
One day good , a Claus. quot;I reasures to Santa Claus,”
said to ;o dispose of tisfactorily, for is al plans for t; So ogettle fairies of aining reasures, o ta Claus as quickly as ter ttle at ask, for to play better to er a forest and, being tired and t a little and look for nuts before continuing t treasure migolen from trees until t no one could find to searcs, climbing trees, peeping curiously into ty birds nests, and playing rees. Noy fairies t all about ters command to go quickly, but soon to to en, for altreasure carefully, yet t eyes of King Sun t could never agree as to ing tunity of playing a joke upon ly to e jars began to melt and break. At lengtones tained ing, too, and running in little streams over trees and bus.
Still t notice ime in reac at last tinkling of many drops falling like rain t, and sliding from leaf to leaf until ttle buso tonis t ted rubies o crimson and gold in a moment. t mucreasure ed, for t iful, but t fairies oo frigo notice ty of trees. t King Frost ly for someto ed Nort out in searcardy couriers. Of course, gone far ness of treasure ill dropping. At first King Frost rembled and crouc kno ty of boys and girls entered trees all aglo colors ted for joy, and immediately began to pick great bunco take ;t; cried t. ts and too, began to admire ted trees. o ;My treasures are not ed if ttle caught me a new way of doing good.”
ly relieved and came fort I. in t volume.179
t, and asked ters forgiveness.
Ever since t time it s great deligo paint tumn, and if t covered ones I cannot imagine , can you?
If tory of quot;t Fairiesquot; o ood very muc at t time, for sruction since March, 1887.
Can it be t tory in il my description of ty of tumn scenery in 1891 broug vividly before al vision?
I igation among on and its vicinity, but to ascertain any later date w could o her.
Anot is of great significance in tion. quot;t; Fairies,quot; and, to or about time.
Noer of February, 1890 (quoted above), alludes to tory of Miss Canbys as a dream quot;IME AGO tLE C; Surely, a year and a ;a long time agoquot; to a little girl like o believe t tories must o least as early as the summer of 1888.
AtEMENt (try made by self.) 1892. January 30. took a bateacairs to comb my old me some very sad neo Mr. Anagnos t tory my story at all, but t a lady ten it a long time ago. tory ;Frost Fairies.quot; I am sure I never . It made us feel so bad to t people t ears, for I love tiful trut and mind.
It troubles me greatly no kno people could make sucakes. I am perfectly sure I e tory myself. Mr. Anagnos is mucroubled. It grieves me to t I of course I did not mean to do it.
I t about my story in tumn, because teacold me about tumn leaves fairies must ed t, too, t King Frost must aining precious treasures, because I kne oteacold me t ted ruby, emerald, gold, crimson, and bro I t t must be melted stones. I kne t make c made me very o t tiful and t trees glo see them.
I t everybody about t I do not kno very muc teac to tors; s dinner and I missed feel t I can add anyt erest. My ooo quot;full of tearsquot; people t ; for I kno s;love tiful trut and mind.”
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Yours truly, ANNIE M. SULLIVAN.
So muca Bureau Souvenir. tter from Mr. Anagnos is reprinted from tItUtION AND MASSACtS SCON, MarcO tOR OF thE ANNALS.
Sir: In compliance atement concerning ory of quot;King Frost.quot; It to me as a birt on November 7tuscumbia, Alabama. Knoies I did not ate to accept it as to-day t sing sucion. Soon after its appearance in print I o learn, tte, t a portion of tory (eigion or adaptation of Miss Margaret Canbys quot;Frost Fairies.quot; I immediately instituted an inquiry to ascertain ts in the case.
None of our teacomed to converse Miss Canbys book, nor did ts and relatives at . ain Keller, e to me as follo: quot;I en to assure you t ory from any of ions or friends e o impress ails of a story of t cer.”
At my request, one of teacment examined o truction of tory. estimony is as follo;I first tried to ascertain o icular fancies ion of one ten by Miss Margaret Canby. old me t for a long time s of Jack Frost as a king, because of treasures be kept in a safe place, and so sored in jars and vases in one part of the royal palace.
S one autumn day eacold oget tiful colours of t t sucy must make people very eful to King Frost. I asked stories s Jack Frost. In anso my question sed a part of t, and so a little piece about er, in one of t remember t any one o ories about King Frost, but said salked eac Jack Frost and things he did.”
t o ing at time in Breer. I asked Miss Sullivan to go at once to see Mrs. ain ts in tter. t of igation is embodied in ted note e is a statement of ts and an apology, itute.] I t Miss Canbys little book o tion . On Miss Sullivans return to Breer, so ory of quot;Little Lord Fauntleroy,quot; once fascinated and absorbed ory, o it, botion and letters, for many montererest in Fauntleroy must ;Frost Fairies,quot; and and o nes and fancies. tently t quot;t Kingquot; is ory. So ion and reproduction. S I. in t volume.181
did not kno;plagiarismquot; until quite recently, o ely truty is trongest element of er. Sold t ion ation of Miss Canbys story of quot;Frost Fairies.”
S keep back ears, and to be t people s rut intensity of feeling, quot;I love tiful trut; A most rigid examination of t t and asked all sorts of questions freedom, failed to elicit in t any testimony convicting eiteacention or attempt to practice deception.
In vies I cannot but t ing quot;t King,quot; irely unconscious of ever ory of quot;Frost Fairiesquot; read to ions t sly believed ion to be original. tly ed o rise above the clouds of a narrow prejudice.
Very sincerely yours, M. ANAGNOS. Director of titution and Massacts Sche Blind.
t on s of imitation, er, to go too far. Even to-day, ?quot; But sudied ion, under t. Copeland, t tyle of every er and indeed, of every erate or cultivated, is a composite reminiscence of all t part, as una of of us tributions from different sources are blended, crossed and confused. A c feinct act in ory ime it o fully understand. tance of t be overestimated. It so itself o come out ouc observe t all, and because t tually destructive. tory of quot;t Kingquot; did not, act, but aken to itself temperament and to some extent yle of s even better tyle of Miss Canbys story. It ive credulity of a primitive folktale; ly told for cs tale and cannot conceal ture mood as imes called,quot; quot;Noon, at wime Mr.
Sun is strongest.quot; Most people ive quality of helen Kellers opening paragraph.
Surely ter must become as a little co see t. quot;twelve soldierly-looking we bears”
is a stroke of genius, and ty of r tive. It is original in t a poets version of an old story is original.
ttle story calls into life all tions of language and tyle. Some conclusions may be briefly suggested.
All use of language is imitative, and ones style is made up of all otyles t one .
to e good Engliso read it and . t is t any caugo use correct Englis being alloo read or ion of tter from t conscious; of his word experience.
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t , t one t and per first, it is true, be tention, to utter somet t often become specific, does not take sil it is painly an idea is a different tue of being pen make t, and ter of er tcing of t ;e met ttle cousin; and teac tIME I tle baby, and mingled t a baby.quot; It created ts in er of er of ts er ting quot;t Kingquot; ter t.
ence of ters not te stories tories to e. t conveys, and ter ts.
ted man is ted. tance of t is language, and language is to teac language and s tuff t language is made of, t and t be one used by a nation, not an artificial t ion. tellectual Ps are not ts of an Englis the Lords prayer in English.
In yle De Quincey says t t Engliso be found in tters of tivated gentleed by tyle of nereet, market-place, and assembly hall.
Precisely tances account for ion so read; some rivial and not excellent in style, but not one ively bad in manner or substance. tion ained t ured on imaginative literature, and s into enacious memory tyle of great ers. quot;A nes to me,quot; ses in a letter; and ill open. ;Paradise Lost,quot; s on train.
Until t year or ter of yle, ratyle been master of is only since sion a more conscious study t so be tim of tim, fortunately, of the good phrase.
o e a sketc it of quot;t King,quot; sion ertaining at some points t of ory in to retell tory in a fuller form, till in ten nine years before. Yet s seen ce it, except ter stle girl.
From tcake a fe making very mucime, almost as good as anytten since: Part I. in t volume.183
I discovered true o folloill a minute....
to te to meet ake me up in rong arms and put back tangled curls from my face and kiss me many times, saying, quot; tle oman been doing to-day?”
But test summer er be. In teen montill illness. My mot beside my little bed and tried to sootroubled s;Fat; But t I would die.
But early one morning t me as mysteriously and unexpectedly as it o a quiet sleep. ts kne knoime after my recovery t taken my sigaken all t and music and gladness out of my little life.
But I oo young to realize ill, I suppose I t it o t surrounded me, and forgot t it had ever been day.
I forgot everyt my motender love. Soon even my cilled, because I o hear any sound.
But all lost! After all, sig tiful blessings ill mine. My mind remained clear and active, quot;t.”
As soon as my strengturned, I began to take an interest in o my mot about ies, and my little every object and observed every motion, and in t many things.
tle older I felt tion o make simple signs ood; but it often I o express my ts intelligibly, and at sucimes I o my angry feelings utterly....
teacy t flaso my mind, as t moment of illumination t of language o me, and I caugiful country I to explore.
teacrying all to make me understand t t names; but I spelling MILK for mug, and mug for milk until teac all ake. At last s up, gave me t of to ter, and as tream burst forteac my mug under t and spelled quot;-e-r,quot; ater!
t artled my soul, and it a of tant song. Until t day my mind ing for o enter and lig....
I learned a great many day. I do not remember I do kno MOt I. in t volume.184
FAtER and tEAC o find a tle c nig over t me, and for t time longed for a neo come.
t morning I a. Everytouco quiver range, beautiful siger t because I understood o me, and I ill during t glad days of my freedom. I inually spelling and acting out tter , and tiful before. teac-of-doors from morning until nigly in tten light and sunshine found again....
ter our arrival I aance of a somber and mysterious friend. I got up, and dressed quickly and ran doairs. I met teaco be taken to t once. quot;Not yet,quot; s;e must first.quot; As soon as breakfast ened on, I often caug in tumbled, laugiful, , and I noticed it got cooler and fres on.
Suddenly opped, and I kne being told, t my feet. I kneoo, it was immense!
a some of to of t I do not ter, , and ttle , I sed for joy, and plunged fearlessly into t, unfortunately, I struck my foot on a rock and fell foro ter.
trange, fearful sense of danger terrified me. t er filled my eyes, and took a tle pebble. For several days after t I imid, and could o go in ter at all; but by degrees my courage returned, and almost before t it test fun to be tossed about by the sea-waves....
I do not knoory is simpler and se artifice, turely conscious of style, but t of ter narrative, as in t t of tory. It Dr. e to ;I am deligyle of your letters. tation about traig, so traigo mine.”
In t of cyle lost its early simplicity and became stiff and, as s;peri; In times to Miss Sullivan lest to cease times Miss Keller seemed to lack flexibility, s ran in set po o revise or turn over in new ways.
ting ion or at least neing to get tter of askmaster, t mature experiment in ing, settles tion of y to e.
tyle of t as it is in tyle of most great Englisers. Stevenson, o obiograpations, cevenson, distinct from text or inter, te of ot I. in t volume.185
people use, and tion of it, and t ougo be evident by time. trike from ing for otrue to outer fact rato ly, sed t be expected to confine o a vocabulary true to and yle, as in , concede to tist o tobiograp soo, t LOOK and SEE are used by t eral person could to PERCEPtION or APPERCEPtION, ual recognition as ion t. atue, sural idiom, as ;It looks like a head of Flora.”
It is true, on t in ions, s from t of vie rue of all artists.
training augo drop a good deal of ionality and to e about experiences in o orm in tree, mean most and call for truest po give up tyle sried to use, because sed to e like ot s ; ts to wo .
Miss Kellers autobiograpains almost everyt sended to publis seems o quote from some of s of ing, s are from ion, e rival among es. Mr. C. Copeland, or in Englisurer on Engliserature at o me: quot;In some of se better t ear for tences.”
tracts folloo me, and I feel as if I t sepulc is a tomb in iful description, every deep t glides insensibly into t of ty of life, of tion of all earts brigy are but torc on tomb, or to modify ttle, t bloom on it, ered ears and fed by a bleeding . Beside tomb sits a nor in ties of ture, but seeking consolation in forgetfulness. In vain ts to trive s still persists in regretting and seeks a refuge in oblivion from t woe.
At times it catc ecion t is to be; and, t of its despondency, feels capable of a grand ideal even quot;in tual,quot; in a moment tion, t, mucainty and despair.
It is racks of ennui.
I often t beautiful ideas embarrass most people as muc men. te in books and in public discourses t table.
Of course I do not refer to beautiful sentiments, but to truting to everyday life. Fe I knoo pause in tercourse to tiful bits of trutudy. Often ory or in poetry, Part I. in t volume.186
I receive no response, and I feel t I must c and return to t topics, sucs, sickness, quot;bluesquot; and quot;; to be sure, I take t interest in everyt concerns t is terest for me to carry on a conversation talk or say I s be sorry to find more friends ready to talk t be like quot;Les Femmes Savantesquot; but
do, and w our professors say or hemes.
to-day I took lunc real experience in college life, and a delig time since my entrance into Radcliffe I unity to make friends es, and t tead of t and taking no interest in times feared ten been surprised to e to me t in ;s and earnest,quot; t is eresting--as if I s of tions, and assure my friends t it is mucter to s and be ce of all deprivations to retire into ones s ones affliction, clot ity, and t ones self up as a monument of patience, virtue, goodness and all in all; but even seems rato me t any one s I do not feel tender bonds ers--t titude toy of maidenhood.
Sainte-Beuve says, quot;Il vient un age peut-etre quand on necrit plus.quot; to ty t terature, varied and infinite as time be exed. It surprises me to find t suced critic. t t teentury produced many aut among test of all time does not in my opinion justify t;time e.”
In t place, tains of literature are fed by t ion, one of t, by a succession of creations in ts call fortir men to ask questions unt of before, and seek a definite anshs of human knowledge.
In t is true t as many centuries must pass before t as passed before it became is to-day, literature s t cannot fail to take place in tant future. If genius for a century it been idle. On trary, it ing freserials not only from te past, but also from t, and perury tbursts of splendor in all terature. At present te revolution, and in t of falling systems and empires, conflicting tions, it is a marvel literary all. t of to-day is: Let t bury its dead, Act, act in t, hin and God overhead.
A little later, o expect to celebrate in glorious poetry and prose triump feuries.
It is very interesting to c gro is like taking part in creation. side is cold and Part I. in t volume.187
le co ty nests on trees fill is er . It is o see flo of a snoorm! I a bud quot;s of sound,quot; t secret po mysterious force guided to t, tem and bud, to glorious fulfilment in t floent in tiny seed ed? Beautiful flotle o t of tand t ties better even than my hopes.
A FREE tRANSLAtION FROM hORACE BOOK II-18.
I am not one of tune deigns to smile. My resplendent adorned ing on graceful columns brougant Africa. For me no ty spinners s. I unexpectedly fallen o princely estates, titles or po I o be desired treasures--try and talents. Despite my poverty, it is my privilege to be ty. I am too grateful for all to le Sabine farm is dear to me; for days, far from trife of the world.
O, ye s tful of tomb, you lay tion of your palaces. In your mad pursuit of pleasure you rob ts beace roy ts!
it a touco his bosom his household gods and his half-naked children.
You forget t deato t remember, Ac be bribed by gold to ferry ty Prometo t antalus, too, great as als, doo to return. Remember, too, t, alt ; for ribution to ternal rest from toil and sorrow.
A t;ters at t of ; tly take to mock me; trut about on tage of Sleep like foolisrimmed note-books in tead of empty lamps. At otimes tudies I ions as easy to ans; mouse t rap of Cambridge under Astyagas, grandfat?quot; I error-stricken ;An answer or your life!”
Sucorted fancies t flit t college and lives as I do in an atmospions and s, umble and jostle eacil one is almost crazy. I rarely are not in keeping I really t one nigure seemed to cood in ty man and a terrible. Naturally I love peace and e pertains to s finis dream t of t pitiless slayer of men entered me! I s tle t seemed as if tumultuous beating of my op my breater--I can feel tient toss of ran t t roar of the cannon.
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From top of tood I sa plain like angry breakers, and as trumpet ansrumpet above teady beat of drums and t. I spurred my panting steed and ;I come! Be; I plunged into trong so breakers, and struck, alas, tis true, t!
No dreaming; but before Miss Sullivan came to me, my dreams or co ture. In my dreams somet times my nurse seemed to punisreatment of ime and return at an usurers rate of interest my kickings and pincart or struggle frantically to escape from my tormentor. I ring of to do o stand under tring and eat as long as I could eat.
After Miss Sullivan came to me, tener I dreamed; but errors ime. I dreaded ts ouc it ient being, capable of loving and protecting me. One cold er nig out t and gone a my bed so spring on me and snarl in my face. It I t it real, and my sank scream, and I dared not stay in bed. Perion of tory I long before about Red Riding all events, I slipped doled close to t flickered out. tant I felt its a long time c climb last sleep surprised me, and h.
Often and remote, and disappear.
Pers of ts t once ined tor. At otimes taugs skin, and I see my soul as God sees it. tiful moments ring tension of life snap? ould t, overing for very excess of happiness?
thE END