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photograph upon this page the pictures those old walla 

 have looked upon, we might revel in a gallery of 

 famous portraits such as the world has rarely seen. 

 Edward Everett, Wendell Phillips, William Lloyd 

 Garrison, Joseph Cook, Phillips Brooks, and other 

 master-spirits of the age, would be there. And there, 

 too, would be a sprinkling of that other sex, no longer 

 handicapped by the epithet ^' gentler." 



But, could we press the phonograph as well as the 

 camera into our service, and hear again the thunders 

 of stormy oratory, the clash of political warfare, and 

 the pleading tenderness of religious eloquence that has 

 often resounded under that old roof, then indeed we 

 might well forget the world of to-day in the fascination 

 of this drama of the past. 



Architecturally, Boston combines in the happiest 

 way all that is beautiful and dignified in the classic 

 models and all that is fresh and original in modern 

 canons of building. A magnificent group of buildings, 

 in the vicinity of Boylston and Huntingdon streets 

 and Copley Square, fairly takes the breath away with 

 its beauty. Trinity Church and the Museum of Fine 

 Arts, the " New Old South Church " and the new 

 Boston Public Library, form such a quartet of splen- 

 did edifices as even the travelled eye seldom sees. 

 The Public Library is an embodied Triumph — the 

 symbol of that great heritage of culture which the city 

 pours out on her denizens as lavishly and as freely as 

 water, and which, like " the gentle dew from heaven, 

 blesseth him that gives and him that takes,'^ return- 

 ing to enrich the community with its diffused presence, 

 like the showers which return to the bosom of the river, 

 the moisture the sun only borrowed for a space. 



