Yet I was not aware that the seer failed at any hour to gain admittance,--one cause, perhaps, of the awe in which his visits were held.

I remember that my observation was attracted to him curiously from the fact that my mother's eyes changed to a darker gray at his advents, as they did only when she was silently sacrificing herself.

I clearly understood that Mr.Alcott was admirable, but he sometimes brought manuscript poetry with him, the dear child of his own Muse.

There was one particularly long poem which he had read aloud to my mother and father; a seemingly harmless thing, from which they never recovered." The appreciation the great men of Concord had of one another is interesting to the outside world.

Great souls are seldom congenial,--popular impression to the contrary notwithstanding.
Minds of a feather flock together; but minds of gold are apt to remain apart, each sufficient unto itself.