Such a voice, too,--such sweet thunder! Whatever is not worth much shows sadly, coming through such a medium, fit only for noblest ideas.
From reading his books you can have some idea of what it is to dwell with Mr.Hawthorne.But only a shadow of him is found in his books.

The half is not told there." Just a letter, the outpouring of a loving young heart, written with no thought of print and strange eye, slumbering for more than fifty years to come to light at last;--just one of many, all of them well worth reading.
The three great men of Concord were happy in their wives.

Mrs.
Hawthorne and Mrs.Alcott were not only great wives and mothers, but they could express their prayers, meditations, fancies, and emotions in clear and exquisite English.
It was after the prosperous days of the Liverpool Consulate that Hawthorne returned to Concord to spend the remainder of his all too short life.
He made many changes in "The Wayside" and surrounding grounds.

He enlarged the house and added the striking but quite unpicturesque tower which rises from the centre of the main part; here he had his study and point of observation; he could see the unwelcome visitor while yet a far way off, or contemplate the lazy travel of a summer's day.
Just beyond is "Orchard House," into which the Alcotts moved in October, 1858.
A philosopher may not be a good neighbor, and Alcott lived just a little too near Hawthorne.

"It was never so well understood at 'The Wayside' that its owner had retiring habits as when Alcott was reported to be approaching along Larch Path, which stretched in feathery bowers between our house and his.