Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1866, by Ticknor andFields, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusetts.
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LAST DAYS OF WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR.
MY ANNUAL.
WERE THEY CRICKETS?
MADAM WALDOBOROUGH'S CARRIAGE.
PASSAGES FROM HAWTHORNE'S NOTE-BOOKS.
SAINTE-BEUVE.
DE SPIRIDIONE EPISCOPO.
A STRUGGLE FOR SHELTER.
DOCTOR JOHNS.
KILLED AT THE FORD
THE LATE INSURRECTION IN JAMAICA.
THE CHIMNEY-CORNER FOR 1866.
THE PRESIDENT AND CONGRESS.
GRIFFITH GAUNT; OR, JEALOUSY.
REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES.
When, in October, 1864, the European steamer brought us the intelligenceof Walter Savage Landor's death, which occurred the month previous atFlorence, newspaper readers asked, "Who is Landor?" The few who rememberhim remotely through the medium of Mr. Hillard's selections from hiswritings exclaimed, "What! Did he not die long ago?" The half-dozenAmericans really familiar with this author knew that the fire of agenius unequalled in its way had gone out. Two or three, who wereacquainted with the man even better than with his books, sighed, andthanked God! They thanked God that the old man's prayer had at last beenanswered, and that the curtain had been drawn on a life which in realityterminated ten years before, when old age became more than ripe. ButLandor's walk into the dark valley was slow and majestic. Death foughtlong and desperately before he could claim his victim; and it was notuntil the last three years that body and mind grew thoroughly apathetic."I have lost my intellect," said Landor, nearly two years ago: "for thisI care not; but alas! I have lost my teeth and cannot eat!" Was it nottime for him to go?
The glory of old age ceases when second childishness and oblivion begin;therefore we thanked God for His goodness in taking the lonely old manhome.
Long as was Landor's life and literary career, little is known of himpersonally. There are glimpses of him in Lady Blessington's Memoirs; andEmerson, in his "English Trait