_Mr. Morse says: 
June 22, 1917. 
or of antiquity cast any glamour; for he found, as he 
said, that there was in the corner of his heart a plant, 
called reverence, which wanted to be watered about once 
a week.” 
To Phillips Brooks, at whose church his daughter 
was a worshiper, he wrote: “But my natural Sunday 
home is King’s Chapel. . . In that church I have 
worshipped for half a century. . There, on the fif- 
teenth of June, 1840, | was married, there my children 
were all christened, from that church the dear companion 
of so many blessed years was buried. In her seat I must 
sit, and through its doors I hope to be carried to my rest- 
ing-place. (So he was)... I attended a Baptist 
church at Beverly, not rarely with edification, for my tem- 
ple is a hypaethral one, and my church doors open very 
widely.” 
Of the wife of Dr. Holmes, who was: Amelia Lee 
Jackson, daughter of Hon. Charles Jackson of Boston, 
“The kindest, gentlest, and tenderest 
of women, she had the chance given her, when her eldest 
son was three times wounded in the civil war, to show 
of what mettle she was; and did show it, as all who knew 
her would have foretold of her. ‘For Dr. Holmes she 
was an ideal wife,—a comrade the most delightful, a help- 
mate the most useful, whose abilities seemed to have 
been arranged by happy foresight for the express purpose 
of supplying his wants. She smoothed his way for him, 
removed annoyances from his path, did for him with her 
easy executive capacity a thousand things, which other- 
wise he would have missed or have done with difficulty 
for himself ; she hedged him carefully about and protected 
him from distractions and bores and interruptions,—in a 
word, she took care of him, and gave him every day the 
fullest and freest chance to be always at his best, always 
able to do his work amid cheerful surroundings. She 
contributed immensely to his success, as all knew who 
came near enough to have any knowledge of the house- 
hold.” 
NORTH SHORE BREEZE and Reminder 
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Dr. Holmes was born Aug. 29, 1809, in Cambridge. 
His elder son, Oliver Wendell Holmes, for many years 
an Associate Justice of the Supreme Judicial Court, makes 
his summer home at Beverly Farms in the place so rich 
in memories of his illustrious father. |The Doctor’s 
“Hunt after ‘The Captain,’’’, published during the civii 
war, is a description of his search for his son, Oliver 
Wendell, who was prominent in the life of the time. He 
was wounded in three engagements and was made a lieu- 
tenant-colonel. The “Captain ” had then just graduated 
from Harvard. Each season Judge and Mrs. Holmes 
(Fannie Dixwell) are among the early arrivals from their 
home in Washington. 
The late Mrs. Turner Sargent of Boston and Bev- 
erly Farms, who lived with her father after the death of 
Mrs. Holmes, was the only daughter. She died in 1880. 
Previous to this, in 1884, the younger son, Edward Jack- 
son, died. 
In Mr. Morse’s “Life and Letters” is an admirable 
poem from Punch written at the time of the death of Dr. 
Holmes, which was Oct. 7, 1894. 
“The Last Leaf!’ Can it be true, 
We have turned it, and on you, 
Friend of all? 
That the years at last have power? 
That life’s foliage and its flower 
Fade and fall? 
Was there one who ever took 
From its shelf, by chance, a book 
Penned by you, 
But was fast your friend for life, 
With one refuge from its strife 
Safe and true? 
A small boy of an inquiring turn of mind, looked at 
his father earnestly and asked: 
“Father, what are wrinkles ?” 
“Fretwork, my son, fretwork,” replied paterfamilias.” 
Editor North Shore Breeze: 
The writer’s attention has been called 
to the article in last week’s issue of the 
Norra Sore BREEZE, in which somebody 
signing himself “Summer Resident” criti- 
cised the electric sign at the Page & Shaw 
Tea Room, Pride’s Crossing, The article 
was undoubtedly written in the spirit of 
neighboring good-will and therefore de- 
serves a reply from the person responsible 
for the hanging of the sign. 
In the first place, of course, a sign is intended to be 
conspicious and to induce comment, and to that extent at 
least this sign appears to be a great success. But it was 
also intended that any sign at the tea room should be such 
as would not offend the good taste of travellers over this 
most beautiful highway of the North Shore. If the 
author of last week’s article is correct, the sign in this 
respect is a complete failure, and should be removed at 
once. We are entirely willing to remove the sign if it is 
offensive. 
Frankly, the’ writer himself was much disappointed 
in the sign, and, curiously enough, for the very same rea- 
son stated by one of our neighbors, who pointed out that 
the sign does not have the big gold lion that always forms 
the left portion of the Page & Shaw crest. In this sign 
the crest has been shorn of the lion and of the gold helmet 
over the blue shield. No reason was given for leaving 
these off except the sign man’s statement that he could 
not make a sign to project towards the sidewalk with the 
lion on the left because anyone approaching 
from the opposite direction would find the 
lion on the right (or wrong) side. That 
seems to be why this sign was designed as 
it is. If somebody will suggest a solution 
of this difficulty the sign will be altered at 
once, 
This same neighbor was good enough 
to say that the lion ought to be added to 
the sign and the house called Page & 
Shaw’s Gold Lion Tea Room. But who can say 
that somebody would not say even then that it is not in 
good taste to hang a lion from a pine tree. 
Entirely apart from our desire to let the many pat- 
rons of Page & Shaw, touring along the North Shore 
from New York, Philadelphia and other sections of the 
country, know that this is the Page & Shaw Tea Room, 
this electric sign renders a real, practical service at night 
to everyone travelling on Hale street. This is a narrow 
strip of road through the woods and at this point there 
are two curves forming a letter “S.” At the worst point 
in the road a large boulder has been allowed to project 
into the highway obstructing the view. The sign with it 
many lights illuminates the road and affords protection to 
those who stop and also to those who pass the tea room. 
Now, let last week’s writer and others who are com- 
petent to judge for the public, suggest a design that will 
meet these requirements and the writer will glady present 
a five-pound box of the best candy made in appreciation 
of a good suggestion —OTis Emerson DUNHAM, 
