ght; methinks the fumes
Of overheated punch have something dimmed
The cerebellum or pineal gland,
Or where the soul sits regnant."

Still, there was nothing worse than boyish fun in any of their larks,
and they were studious beyond their years.

Among their schoolmates was Margaret Fuller. Dr. Holmes says of her:--

"Her air to her schoolmates was marked by a certain stateliness and
distance, as if she had other thoughts than theirs, and was not of
them. I remember her so well, as she appeared at school and later,
that I regret that she had not been faithfully given to canvas or
marble in the day of her best looks. None know her aspect who have
not seen her living. Margaret, as I remember her at school and
afterwards, was tall, fair-complexioned, with a watery aquamarine
lustre in her light eyes, which she used to make small, as one does
who looks at the sunshine. A remarkable point about her was that
long flexible neck, arching and undulating in strange sinuous
movements, which one who loved her would compare to those of a
swan, and one who loved her not, to those of the ophidian who
tempted our common mother. Her talk was affluent, magisterial, _de
haut en bas_, some would say euphuistic, but surpassing the talk of
women in breadth and audacity."

In due time young Holmes was graduated from Harvard, with a class which
he has helped to make well known by his annual college poems. The boys
of '29 were a noble and talented set of men, and quite a number of them
still live, among our most honored citizens. Some of his well-known
humorous poems were written for the college papers, among them "The
Dorchester Giant," "Evening, by a Tailor," "The Spectre Pig," and "The
Height of the Ridiculous." For a few years after he left college he went
on "writing as funny as he could," then discontinued his literary work
for some time, and only permanently renewed it with the starting of the
"Atlantic Monthly" in 1857. Here he began "The Autocrat of the Breakfast
Table," and followed it with that brilliant series of papers and of
novels which made him known the world over, as one of our most original
and characteristic writers. Long before this he had been married, and
settled down for life in the city of Boston. His wife, to whom he was
united in 1840, was Amelia Lee Jackson, daughter of Judge Jackson of the
Massachusetts Supreme Court. They lived in o