Last night a circumstance reminded me of the passage of
years. At midnight I was awakened by vocal music from under the trees near my
window. It was some Cambridge students. I could hardly realize that these young
men have been born since I graduated. Poor Mary, for whom the serenade was
intended, could not be awakened, for her door was locked.
This afternoon we drove down upon the Western Avenue to see
the regatta. The boys with me in my open wagon and the girls in the open carriage.
“The Harvard” beat in the large boat race.
SOURCE: William Lawrence, Life of Amos A. Lawrence:
With Extracts from His Diary and Correspondence, p. 148-9
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