nter, when her son, Lord Lyndhurst, was born. Copley
was a Tory, though a patriot and an ardent lover of his country.
His departure from Boston made Lord Lyndhurst an Englishman.
Quincy entered early into politics. He was a candidate for
Congress in the last century before he was twenty-five years
old. I heard him say once that the Democrats called for a
cradle to rock the Federal candidate. He was a good type
of the old Massachusetts Federalist,--brave, manly, sincere,
of a broad and courageous statesmanship, but distrustful of
the people and not understanding their temper. He made some
very powerful speeches in the House of Representatives, attacking
the greed and office-seeking of that time. His eloquence
was something of the style of the famous Irish orators. One
of his passages describing the office-seekers tumbling over
each other like pigs to a trough will be long remembered.
He hated Jefferson and moved his impeachment in the House
of Representatives,--a motion for which he got no vote but
his own. He retired disgusted from National public life,
became Mayor of Boston, an office which he filled with much
distinction, and then was called to the Presidency of Harvard,
mainly because of his business capacity. The finances of
the University were then in a sad condition. He put them
on an excellent footing. He was very fond of the boys and
they of him, although he was rough and hasty in his manners.
While I was in college (although I happened to be at home
that day and did not see the affair) some of the boys had
got into some serious rows in Boston one Saturday. They had
undertaken to wear the Oxford cap and gown. They were ridiculed
by the populace in Boston, and a good many fights were the
consequence. They were driven from the streets, and in the
afternoon a lot of roughs took hold of a long rope, as if
they belonged to an engine company, ran out to Cambridge across
the bridge, and proposed to attack the college buildings.
Old Quin gathered the students together at the gate and told
the boys to keep within the yard and not to attack anybody
unless they were attacked, but to permit none of those men
to come within the gate. The old fellow was ready to head
the students and a fight was expected. But the police gathered,
and finally the Boston roughs were persuaded to depart in
peace.

The old gentleman's heart always warmed to the son of an old
Federalist. I had to visit his study a good many