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comed, 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 Wett-Betovep Frienp: 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 
