. . . . 234 I S . POETRY . . . . . . . . . . 2G7 XI. A TOCKATI . IS . A . . . . . . 3 IG TIIE TRIPLE-BI XSC1 EI TREE. THE twenty-ninth clay of A I I O Sin , th c ycnr eight cc11 ho ltlrcd nrltl ninc, was Comn cncc nc D l n t y in a tloublc sc lsci n the town of Cnmbridgc, Inssnchusctts for on that day of srnilcs and grcct irlgs, - thc mcrricst of all the ycnr, thc clay of thc gratlunting fcstivnl of 1 Iarvnrd Collcgc, - thc Itcv. Dr. Abicl IIol ncs cntcrcd in his little a1-mnnnc t hc nlcn orantlum, Sorl b. , at t hc snmc time spri lklingo ver the ritingn fcw grains of snntl, which still glisten upo l the pngc just as thcy ditl 1 hc11 h c closctl thc book, scvccl t y-four ycars ago. It was cor lmcnccnlcnt in n clo lblc scnsc, ancl it ms colnn cllccnlc l i t n a triplc scnsc sincc, in ndditio lt o thc beginnings that havc I I already bccn mentioned, there was in the nerves that feeling of new vigor, in the landscape that touch of garnet and crimson, in thc air that tinge of coolness, and in a11 nature that strange stillness, that kind of dcad-point in t he rcvol. ing wheel of the seasons, vhich, colnbincd with thc chirping of the black-coat crickets, and the first goldening of the goldenrods, formcd u lmistakablc premonitions of the approach of the autumnal season, the plcnsantcst time of the year in Ncw Eng land. It was under cheerful auspices, then, that the laughing philosopher at that time, ho cvctrh, e little crying philosopher of St. I3otolphs town took his first dcgrcc, and made his first public speech, graduating sti ztiz z C N N itzzi ic from the dormitory of his nl im r mtcv. In the country at large, howc cr, there hal pc lcdto bc grcat tlcpl-cssio lo f spirits and flagging of busi lcss i ltcrcsts, owing to the cml argo, or non-intcrcoursc policy, cnnctctl ant1 cnforccd by the Amcrimn. government against the then warring E@G±ë… ¸Rÿ¾Û€
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