Show THE OF EMERSON on the Lexi lexington niton road over which the british soldiers fled just after the battle of concord in april 1776 1775 Is the house which was waa once tenanted ten anted and owned by ralph waldo emerson it to is a square wooden building some what toned down in its color to blend with the surroundings pretty chest nut trees and evergreens ever greens cast changing shadows over the lawns and gardens and an exquisite odor comes from the fields beyond the orchard which emerson planted and used to watch so carefully still furnishes apples peaches and pears the great essayist came to live here in 1836 1835 just after he had married miss lydia jackson at plymouth emerson had been a visitor to concord bea before 0 re this having lived for a while in t the he celebrated old manse which was built by his grandfather and which afterwards became famous as the home of nathaniel hawthorne from the first mr emerson seemed to love concord and well he might for no place could surpass it for its quiet beauty and peaceful atmosphere it seems as if every singing bird every playful squirrel ret every stream of latex finds its way to the place to help nature in preserving quietude and peace in a letter to his wife emerson once said 1 I am born a poet of a low class without without doubt yet a poet that is my nature and vocation A sunset a snowstorm a forest a certain river are more to me than many 1 friends and do ordinarily divide my day with my books in this same letter emerson speaks of concord as an ideal home for a poet and says that he sees the river like gods love journeying out of the gray past into the green future in th 1 61 home emerson spent his most delair ful days day s he had many friends 8 on 1 happy were the hours when he hem othorean Th orean louisa M alcott or na nathana NathAn 3 iel hawthorne would run in and away the time in conversation 0 on n tf saturday afternoon the little would become a sort of meeting p and in the twilight when the day tt giving way to night and all things become silent these friends often faai dered far into the unknown I 1 world tos receive that inspiration ion w which ic h oni only y f from rom ab above 0 ve and d th tb then e n after ter tse little party had broken up and d each gone to his home in the quiet ho a poem or an am essay or a chapter howo 11 be the penult louisa M alcott in speaking cc A emersons home once said aid the 1124 mar kril s ble walk which leads to his hospitable door has been trod diri hy by the feet a many pilgrims from all parts of tibb world drawn thither by their love artst reverence for him here in his 1 I 1 ant room with the green hills opposite and the murmuring musi musically awl ay to fore his windows emerson arow essays more helpful than sermons lectures which created lyceum poems full of power and h ness and better than any song w mon has lived a life so noble true a beautiful that its wide spreading spread inn fluence is felt on both sides of the thel many a gay revel has ham ba held under the pines whole c taken possession of the poets M aSaS and many a child will recall h the paternal face that smiled on full of interest in their gar gambols abols emes welcome for the poorest As he be r dying children stopped to ask tf it wire were better and all the sunshine fit out of the little faces when the sad md awer came very willing feet it the woods for green garlands to rate the old church where he come for the last time busy worked till midnight that eve every ry hot should bear some token of mo spring gave him her few early flow and budding boughs from the hac that will know him no more and and young forgot for a little wh their pride in their I 1 illustrious lust rious man m sorrow for the beloved friend neighbor then bright beautiful children a to bless the home and how he Ws those children in his every day he be stopped now and then to plant plan kiss of a fathers love upon their V one can almost see him now ft would take the childish hands ln 14 lati and leading them down through euta green lanes and up over the hills wis telling the little fi listening ears st N god made the big earth and the V taw 4 and the moon and of lowthe how the bloj no went and nd rocks are the words with i the creator talks to us and tb thena ejk the fireside these sweet little authora woud sit and have their childish taken far away into the world of afi fairies by the story of their I 1 have always enjoyed the wort emerson especially his essays essam although fully realizing how a tl have inferred that his thought though te 5 even many of his expressions wank borrowed yet the simple humble atte that he passed so go dureso pu reso good tk true arue is an inspiration in itself ail a wk find him rendering to man his services a a teacher and a friend 4 gratitude to god who would lh become a better worker by self reliance who would r apt mw haar more pure in spirit if love had bew bedl carefully read 1 s although emerson was not a gattl philosopher in that he deduced a ar tern tem by which we could solve the etti eions as to what god Is what man wf J and what relations exists between two yet his works embody mu much ch 4 t and his principles and teaching jt ly y religious emerson emersons 6 life aaa aa heroic he w was as learned yet hum ue e dignified yet kind all learned love him and when he died in 1882 yh tto little children passing his door bowed their heads in silent reverence reveren s leaving his old home we go to his 4 which is on the brightest spot in a range of low hills in sleepy hol f law cemetery midst the shades shade et tall I 1 pines with ivy growing here and aare emerson J lies beneath a large ite boulder brought from the hills f new hampshire what an ampro bdate Steff aAe headstone he loved mother mature and she in all tenderness has carved a tombstone to watch his re mains on it are the words the L he passive master lent his hand tl the vast soul that oer him lp planned lanned i uy the side of emerson lies his own tittle ime child the pretty deep eyed boy A ills his father mourned in the poem threnody 0 child of paradise soy who made dear his fathers home in whose deep eyes hofen read the welfare of the time to 1 come I 1 1 I am too much bereft far from this spot are the graves hawthorne Saw thorne othorean and louisa M tt they all sleep peacefully under ras and the pines in which the and d squirrels break the quiet tony of the cemetery point up and seem to be directing our hta ts to heaven where these true bajis s have long since found a tul rest the headstones of all r very simple mere marble slabs at ft head of the graves no flowers pomp P no display only the trees the e green grass lend their decora am aa one wanders down the hilland casts a parting look to the res on the hill a solemn spirit with ahW pers abst of heraldry the pomp of r all I 1 that beauty and all that wealth 4 1 eer e er gave lit t alike the inevitable hour of glory lead but to the stave LL LEVI EDGAR YOUNG |