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CHAPTER V.

        LItERARY StYLE No one    obiograp feeling t ses unusually fine Englisea kno o t of ing    errors in syntax or in t is just tion fixes as t to ion ats for. try to make ion not to be explained by any su, 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, iional ies of t s of teacive to ties of language and to terplay of t which demands expression in melodious wroupings.

        At time t of style    be starved or stimulated. No innate genius    i fine language. tuff of    be given to t and given skilfully.

        A c e fine Engliss nouris. In teac aste and a    up on t;Juveerature," ense of being simply p, like "treasure Island" or "Robinson Crusoe" or t;Jungle Book," be in good style.

        If Miss Sullivan e fine Englisy of yle , be explicable at once.

        But tracts from Miss Sullivaers 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 "tales from S; aer still Montaigne. After t year or so of elementary ogether.

        Besides tion of good books, ting, for . t is ireless and uing discipliers    taste, but made e til t only correct, but charming and well phrased.

        Any one o e knoo tice eacyle insist on a g a paragrapil it is more t, and raining, even beyond he child.

        aion is evident from t of Dr. Bell, t stle old oo    from ordinary curity of t.     underlie Miss Sullivahe process by which helen Keller absorbed language from books.

        tes good Englis and ages of being deaf and blind ages remained. Saugo ake franted as a necessary part of t    language and love it. Language    s.

        t on teaed in an i, ime it seemed unfortunate, o longer be regretted. I refer to t;Frost King" episode, , and tter    Volta Bureau Souvenir from    lengt OF t;FROSt KING”

        Z, Superinte of ta Bureau, ason, D. C.

        Dear Sir: Since my paper ion of t;; some facts    to my notice    in e    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 uand; but ained in ial expression in i, acc 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 d    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 su.

        * In t;During ter (1891-92) I    o t sno o enjoy it very mu 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 poetiature, yet ret developments in ings vince me of t t I    in t been fully ao e of ion I ories y trace tations noted in ing or versation; 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 : "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 "SPRING" BY OLIVER ENDELL le blooms; t of autumnal broing like a flake of fire Rent by a s imperious, accato s e, Poised on a bullrusipsy : Nay, in    air, and spreads his idle wings.

        On t day of April sation tion: "to-morroril 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 publisitutio (1891), p. 204. tory o ;Andersens Stories,”

        publist & Allen Bros., and may be found on p. 97 of    Part I. in t volume.

        ion for tio 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, si o verse 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 bee real to ice ures ts on o make an indelible impression; and many times, arts fortion from a mirror.

        ed by nature t so uaou every possible variety of external relations. One day in Alabama, as o uand for t time t tains, and s;tains are croo look at tiful refles!" I do not kno it is evident t it must o , as it e suing a visit to Lexington, Mass., ses: "As    monarco listen to ttle cs. t, tica, and ttle curled-up ferns all peeped out at us from be; Ster ;I must go to bed, for Morpouc; o state whese expressions.

        So prefer stories s tic spirit in all sucerature; but not until ter     language to sut t so trace the source.

        ttle story se in October last at ts in tuscumbia, umn Leaves." S    about ting a little eac     occasioned mu at of tiful imagery, and    uand 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 ay little pupil, especially as s on t of tumn of this year.

        Before ory, it ed to o cs title to "t King,”

        as more appropriate to t of reated; to ted. tory ten by erli for ter venience 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, "Frost Fairies," appeared in a book ten by Miss Margaret t. by, entitled "Birdie and ; ted from tories o vince me t Miss bys story must at some time o helen.

        As I ory, or even    tter, and found s. Sterly uo recall eitory or the book.

        Careful examination    in titution to learn if aracts from t not tory must o ime ago, as ains    distiness 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 "Frost Fairies," s t so racts, if ire stories, from t as s able to find ions for t bookstores in Bostoed 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 gratifyiers racts from er mentioning tion of tories in tes: "All tories o t publisitles may have been ged.”

        In tter ses: "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 acg ories? I so see it, and to obtain a few copies if possible.”

        Under date of Marces: "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 aive mind t gifted    doely, a s story, and t soon after , it o ory o s nor teaco it or refres it, and to o reproduce it so vividly, even adding some touc keeping , age of sig talents for position, could    all. Uances, 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 disappoio 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," "t; and a portion of "t; but so t on tter. S once as ories, ions, and    tories so muc sill siders her own as inal.

        I give beloion of Miss bys story, "t; and also ter to Mr. Anagnos taining ;dream," so t tudied by terested in t: t;Birdie and ; by Margaret t. by] One pleasant m little Birdie migting quietly on t at tly at the rose-bushes.

        It e early; great Mr. Sun,    beginning to s" 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 "kiss ; as he said.

        Stle boy very dearly, and liked to make ;Please dress me, dear mamma, a 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 feuro 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. "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    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 m 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 ris you    imagily 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 yood Greek friends, a I so Athens some day.

        Lovingly your little friend and playmate, hELEN A. KELLER.

        "t Fairies" and "t Kings" are given in full, as tant as t Fairies [From "Birdie and ;] by Margaret t. by King Frost, or Jack Frost as imes called, lives in a cold try far to t every year    I. in t volume.176

        takes a journey over trong and rapid steed called "Nort; ream, clear as glass in appeara often strong as iron; s ts to sleep by oouco til spriurns; t e tle forests of fairy pirees, pure iful. But    ing of trees, est layers of gold and rubies; and are beautiful enougo fort us for t of summer.

        I ell you    first t of t is a straory. 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    making t ta Claus, a fine, good-natured, jolly old soul, o to tle c Cmas.

        ell, one day King Fr 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    ogettle fairies, and soold to carry to ta Claus, and give to s of King Frost. "o make good use of treasure," 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, plag 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 strarut 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 ro, te glass began to melt and break, and before long every jar and vase reasures tained ing, too, and dripping sloreams of gold and crimsorees 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 einkling of many Part I. in t volume.177

        drops falling t, and sliding from leaf to leaf until to t dismay, t tED RUBIES, . t trees around, t treasure ing a muc rees and maples, iful; but too mued at to admire ty of t, and at oried 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 pig great bunco take to t;tty as flo; said t;buttercups," and t;roses," 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 offe my idle, tless fairies, for taug;    fairies , one by one, from ter, fessed 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,    turies 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 torao 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 dorees are beautiful enougo fort us for t of summer. I ell you    o ting t is a straory.

        One day    good ,    a Claus. "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 tinuing t treasure migolen from trees until t no one could find to    searcs, climbing trees, peeping curiously into ty birds s, and playing rees. Noy fairies    t all about ters and 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 lengtoained 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 o 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 crouo ty of boys and girls    erees 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.”

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        t, and asked ters fiveness.

        Ever siime it s great deligo paint tumn, and if t covered ones I agine ,    you?

        If tory of "t Fairies" o    ood very muc at t time, for sru since March, 1887.

        it be t tory    in il my description of ty of tumn sery in 1891 broug vividly before al vision?

        I igation among on and its viity, but to ascertain any later date w could o her.

        Anot is of great signifi tion. "t;    Fairies," and, to    or about time.

        Noer of February, 1890 (quoted above), alludes to tory of Miss bys as a dream "IME AGO tLE C; Surely, a year and a ;a long time ago" 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 y 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." 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 teae about tumn leaves    fairies must ed t, too, t King Frost must aining precious treasures, because I keae t ted ruby, emerald, gold, crimson, and bro I t t must be melted stones. I k 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    add a. My ooo "full of tears"    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 SarcO tOR OF thE ANNALS.

        Sir: In pliaement ing ory of "King Frost." It    to me as a birt on November 7tuscumbia, Alabama. Knoies I did not ate to accept it as    to-day t sing su. Soon after its appearan print I o learn, tte, t a portion of tory (eigion or adaptation of Miss Margaret bys "Frost Fairies." I immediately instituted an inquiry to ascertain ts in the case.

        None of our teaed to verse    Miss bys book, nor did ts aives at . ain Keller, e to me as follo: "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 teat examined o tru of tory. estimony is as follo;I first tried to ascertain o icular fancies ion of oen by Miss Margaret by. 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 oumn 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 oo see Mrs. ain ts i of igation is embodied in ted note e is a statement of ts and an apology, itute.] I    t Miss bys little book o    tion . On Miss Sullivaurn to Breer, so ory of "Little Lord Fauntleroy,"    once fasated and absorbed ory, o it, botion aers, for many mo in Fauntleroy must ;Frost Fairies," and    and o nes and faently t "t King" is ory. So ion and reprodu. S I. in t volume.181

        did not kno;plagiarism" until quite retly, o ely truty is tro element of er. Sold t ion ation of Miss bys story of "Frost Fairies.”

        S keep back ears, and to be t people s rut iy of feeling, "I love tiful trut; A mid examination of t t    and asked all sorts of questions    freedom, failed to elicit in t aimony vig eiteation or attempt to practice deception.

        In vies I ot but t ing "t King," irely unscious of ever ory of "Frost Fairies" read to    ions t sly believed ion to be inal. 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 imitatioo go too far. Even to-day, ?" But sudied ion, u. Copeland, t tyle of every er and indeed, of every erate or cultivated, is a posite reminisce of all t    part, as una of    of us tributions from different sources are blended, crossed and fused. A c feinct a ory ime it o    fully uand. tance of t be overestimated. It so itself    o e out ouc    observe t all, and because t tually destructive. tory of "t King" did not, act, but aken to itself temperament and    to some extent yle of s eveer tyle of Miss bys story. It ive credulity of a primitive folktale; ly told for cs tale and ot ceal ture mood    as imes called," "Noon, at wime Mr.

        Sun is stro." Most people ive quality of helen Kellers opening paragraph.

        Surely ter must bee as a little co see t. "twelve soldierly-looking we bears”

        is a stroke of genius, and ty of r tive. It is inal in t a poets version of an old story is inal.

        ttle story calls into life all tions of language and tyle. Some clusions may be briefly suggested.

        All use of language is imitative, and oyle is made up of all otyles t one .

        to e good Engliso read it and . t is t any caugo use correglis being alloo read or ion of tter from t scious;    of his word experience.

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        t , t o and per first, it is true, be tention, to utter somet t often bee specific, does not take sil it is painly an idea is a different tue of being pen make t, and ter of er tg of t ;e met ttle cousin; aIME I tle baby, and mi a baby." It    created ts in er of er of ts er ting "t King" ter t.

        ence of ters not    te stories tories to e. t veys, as.

        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 , market-place, and assembly hall.

        Precisely tances at for ion so read; some rivial and not excellent in style, but not one ively bad in manner or substaion ai ured on imaginative literature, and s into enaemory tyle of great ers. "A o me," ses in a letter; and ill open. ;Paradise Lost," s on train.

        Until t year or ter of yle, ratyle been master of    is only since sion a more scious study t so be tim of tim, fortunately, of the good phrase.

        o e a sketc it    of "t King," sioaining at some points t of ory in to retell tory in a fuller form, till in ten nine years before. Yet s see, 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 fad kiss me many times, saying, " 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 m t me as mysteriously and uedly as it o a quiet sleep. ts kne ker my recovery t taken my sigaken all t and musid gladness out of my little life.

        But I oo young to realize ill, I suppose I t it o t surrounded me, and fot t it had ever been day.

        I fot 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, "t.”

        As soon as my strengturned, I began to take an i in o my mot about ies, and my little    every objed 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 try I    to explore.

        teag all to make me uand t t names; but I    spelling MILK f, 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 u and spelled "-e-r," 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 ig over t me, and for t time longed for a neo e.

        t m I a. Everytouco quiver    range, beautiful siger t because I uood o me, and I ill during t glad days of my freedom. I inually spelling and ag out tter , and tiful before. teac-of-doors from m 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. "Not yet," s;e must    first." 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 rod fell foro ter.

        trange, fearful sense of daerrified me. t er filled my eyes, and took a tle pebble. For several days after t I imid, and could o go i all; but by degrees my ce returned, and almost before t it test fun to be tossed about by the sea-waves....

        I do not knoory is simpler aifice, turely scious 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 mine.”

        In t of cyle lost its early simplicity and became stiff and, as s;peri; In times to Miss Sullivao cease    times Miss Keller seemed to lack flexibility, s ran i 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, son, distinct from text or ie 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 fine o a vocabulary true to    and yle, as in ,    cede to tist o tobiograp soo, t LOOK and SEE are used by t eral person could to PERCEPtION or APPERCEPtION, ual reition 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 seo 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: "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 tor 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 solation in fetfulness. In vain ts to trive s    still persists iting and seeks a refuge in oblivion from t woe.

        At times it catc e t is to be; and, t of its despondency, feels capable of    a grand ideal even "in tual,"    in a moment tion, t, muty and despair.

        It is racks of ennui.

        I often t beautiful ideas embarrass most people as mu. te in books and in public discourses t table.

        Of course I do not refer to beautiful ses, but to truting to everyday life. Fe I knoo pause in tercourse to    tiful bits of trutudy. Often ory or iry, Part I. in t volume.186

        I receive no response, and I feel t I must d return to t topics, sucs, siess, "blues" and "; to be sure, I take t i i s t is terest    for me to carry on a versation    talk or say    I s be sorry to find more friends ready to talk    t be like "Les Femmes Savantes" but        do, and w our professors say or hemes.

        to-day I took lunc real experien college life, and a delig    time since my entrao Radcliffe I unity to make friends es, and t tead of t and taking no i in times feared ten been surprised to e to me t in ;s and ear," 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 affli, clot ity, and t ones self up as a mo 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, "Il vient un age peut-etre quand o plus." 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 amo 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 mauries must pass before t as passed before it became    is to-day, literature s t ot fail to take pla tant future. If genius    for a tury 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, flig tions, it is a marvel    literary    all. t of to-day is: Let t bury its dead, Act, a t,    hin and God overhead.

        A little later, o expect to celebrate in glorious poetry and prose triump feuries.

        It is very iing to c gro is like taking part iion. side is cold and Part I. in t volume.187

        le co ty s on trees fill    is er . It is o see flo of a snoorm! I    a bud "s of sound,"    t secret po mysterious fuided 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    resple    adorned ing on graceful ns brougant Africa. For me no ty spinners s. I    uedly 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 fet 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?" I error-stri ;An answer or your life!”

        Sucorted fa 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 pead e    pertains to s finis dream t of t pitiless slayer of meered me! I s tle t seemed as if tumultuous beating of my    op my breater--I    feel tient toss of    ran t t roar of the on.

        Part I. in t volume.188

        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 e! Be; I plunged int 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 pument of ime aurn at an usurers rate of i my kigs and pincart or struggle frantically to escape from my tormentor. I ring of to do o stand uring a 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 proteg me. One cold er nig out t and gone a my bed s 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    ae, and disappear.

        Pers of ts t oned tor. At otimes taugs skin, and I see my soul as God sees it. tiful moments ring tension of life snap? ould t,    for very excess of happiness?

        thE END
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