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corned, and it was doubtless the fruit of Mrs. Agassiz's life- 

 long habits of adaptation that she accepted the charms of 

 Arlington Heights with the appreciation that she expresses 

 in the following letters. 



TO MRS. JAMES T. FIELDS 



Quincy Street, Cambridge, April 1, [1905] 

 MY WELL-BELOVED FRIEND: The glimpse of Sarah 

 [Jewett] and yourself in that dear South Berwick note 

 from you took me down to the riverside and gave 

 me all the country sights and sounds in which you 

 are rejoicing. I too have had a lovely visit with 

 my Emma and I understand from the few lines for 

 her in your note how well you know our lives to- 

 gether, between music and books and the mingled 

 past and present which we share. You will have heard 

 perhaps that I am again leaving my beloved Nahant 

 this summer and going to my niece Lisa Felton, who 

 has a dear little nest on Arlington Heights command- 

 ing one of the finest views I know. Night is really a 

 revelation of Heaven trembling with countless worlds 

 above you but I will not try to describe it though I 

 wish you could see (it) with me. 



I went there last year at the command of the phy- 

 sicians "high and dry," such was the air they 

 ordered and it certainly proved most salubrious, 

 beside its beauty in point of situation. 



I am just now expecting my son from across the 

 water. He has had an enchanting winter on the Nile; 

 after seven winter voyages of most laborious work 



