MEMOIR OF DANIEL TREADWELL. 443 



day in the fields and Avoods, wandering about or sitting down in comfortably shaded 

 places with our books, Mr. Treadwell listening, or talking to his dog Snap, always at 

 his feet, or taking long walks about the country. In cooler weather the sunny side 

 of protecting walls were our favorite spots ; when at evening we gathered about the 

 cheerful wood fire on the ample hearth. Dr. Parsons was the reader. Mr. Treadwell 

 preferred listening to reading, except when the subjects were of science. He usually 

 made me take the Iliad, a prose translation, which dcliglited him; the smooth versi- 

 fication of Pope's Odyssey charmed him when a boy, and he would repeat it page 

 after page. Milton he did not like ; Paradise Lost was to him only bad prose. He 

 was a great admirer of Shakespeare, and among the best readers at the Shakespearian 

 readino;s." 



He mourned the loss of his Sudbury visits, to which he had become so much 

 attached. To his friend Dr. Sweetser he writes : " The truth is, I have been rather 

 drooping for most of the time since you were here in spring ; and having lost my 

 old resort of Sudbury (for poor Mr. Howe is dead, and his family of one hundred and 

 twenty years' standing become extinguished, — all gone, — it makes me sad to write 

 it), I have been obliged to seek out new quarters." And again, three or four years 

 later, after he had been thinking of fixing upon the valley of the Connecticut for the 

 summer months, and was then trying the sea-shore, he writes : " Pigeon Cove is not 

 up to what Sudbury was in poor Howe's best days. But all that is now over. Howe 

 has gone down and gone out, and Longfellow has immortalized him in ' The Wayside 

 Inn.' I wish the poor old fellow could know what fame he has come to." 



Mr. Treadwell at this time much enjoyed the Cambridge Scientific Club, an 

 association of gentlemen, most of them connected with tlie University, formed for 



tbey MTre not really at tlip Sudbury Inn. Tlio musician was Ole Bull; the poet, Dr. T. W. Parsons, the translator 

 of Dante; the Sicilian, Luigi Monti; the theologian, Professor Treailwell ; the student, Heury Ware Wales ; the 

 Spanish Jew, Israel Edrehi. Parsons, Monti, and Treadwell were in the habit of spending the summer months there. 

 (See Life of Longfellow, Vol. II. p. 308.) 



Professor Treadwell is thus idealized : — 



" A Tlieologian, from the school 



Of rainbridge on the Charles, was there; 



Skilful abke with tongue and pen, 



He preached to all men evcrj'where 



The Gospel of the Golden Rule, 



The New Commandment given to men, 



Thinking the deed, and not the creed, 



Would help us in our utmost need. 



With reverent feet the earth he trod, 



Nor banished nature from his plan, 



But studied still with deep research 



To build the Universal Church, 



Lofty as is the love of God, 



And ample as the wants of man." 



