Boston, June 8th, 1850.
My Dear Mann:—
. . . We depart on Wednesday next. I would I could say with a light heart, but
I cannot; my heart is heavy and foreboding: its strings will break with my
children tugging from this side the Atlantic.
To you, dear Mann, I know not how to say farewell. I never
see you, seldom hear from you, and yet feel as though I was losing a very near
and dear companion when I put the ocean between us. But I'll not think about
it.
So at last you are down upon the Brazen Faced Thunderer;1
woe be to him! Much is expected from you, by friends and foes. I overheard
accidentally a pretty remark yesterday; one of the Thirty-one [schoolmasters],
the leading spirit, was yesterday dining at Parker's near me; he did not see
me, but I heard his remark in answer to some one who said, “Webster is down
upon Mann, and there'll be a fight:” — “Well! I'll bet Daniel ’ll get worsted —
that Horace Mann is a terrible fellow in a controversy.”
We are all so very anxious, we hold our breath; to-morrow
morning I shall hear your MS. read, but no one else will, I presume, except
William Schouler. I proposed to Sumner to have Downer, upon whose attachment to
you I count as upon a natural law, and upon whose quickness of intellect I
count as upon an axiom. But Sumner over-ruled.
I can hardly hope you will find time to write to me, but if
you do I shall be glad.
Good-bye, God bless you,
Ever yours,
S. G. H.
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1 Daniel Webster.
SOURCE: Laura E. Richards, Editor, Letters and
Journals of Samuel Gridley Howe, Volume 2, p. 311
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