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HENRY W. LONGFELLOW 101
m on entering each of the large Eastern cities we had friends in none of them—was of short nation in Boston; for soon after our arrival mes T. Fields brought a letter from his friend, enry W. Longfellow, the poet, inviting us to 3 house, in Cambridge.
The influence we each exercise over every one th whom we come in contact, either for good or , is not to be denied. Longfellow's, I believe, is only for good. Surrounded by the calm of 3 peaceful home, it seemed as though the hand
evil could not reach him. Every conversation th him left some good result. His first advice
me, which I have followed for years, was: " See me good picture—in nature if possible, or on nvas—hear a page of the best music, or read a eat poem daily. You will always find a free ,]f~hour for one or the other, and at the end of e year your mind will shine with such an accu-[ilation of jewels as to astonish even yourself." He loved to surround himself with beautiful ings. I have seen him kneel before a picture lich had just been presented him, and study ery detail and beauty of his " new toy," as he lied it, with a minuteness and appreciation which N would understand. A portrait of Liszt he waseat help in store for