126 YEARS OF DISCIPLINE. [1843,
Daniel Webster walking about Concord ; I sup pose the town shook, every step he took. But I trust there were some sturdy Concordians who were not tumbled down by the jar, but repre sented still the upright town. Where was George Minott ? he would not have gone far to see him. Uncle Charles should have been there,
he might as well have been catching cat naps in Concord as anywhere.
And then, what a whetter-up of his memory this event would have been ! You d have had all the classmates again in alphabetical order reversed, " and Seth Hunt and Bob Smith and he was a student of my father s, and where s Put now ? and I wonder you if Henry s been to see George Jones yet ! A lit tle account with Stow, Balcom, Bigelow, poor miserable t-o-a-d, (sound asleep.) I vow, you, what noise was that? saving grace and few there be That s clear as preaching,
Easter Brooks, morally depraved, How charming is divine philosophy, some wise and some otherwise, Heighho ! (sound asleep again) Webster s a smart fellow bears his age well, how old should you think he was ? you does he look as if he were ten years younger than I ? "
I met, or rather, was overtaken by Fuller, who tended for Mr. How, the other day, in Broad-
