t you would return in October, and that
the benefit of your instructions should not be lost, by any [class]
of the college, according to the arrangements you made. It was on
this fact, and on this assurance alone, that assent of the
Corporation was obtained. By the proposition you now make the
present Senior class will be deprived of the advantages, on which
they have a right to calculate and have been taught to expect.

Under the circumstances of the case, the Corporation do not feel
themselves willing absolutely to withhold their assent to your
protracting your absence as you propose; at the same time they are
compelled by their sense of duty & I am authorized to state, that
they, regarding themselves, not as proprietors, but as trustees, of
the funds under their control, cannot deem themselves justified in
paying the salary of the Professorship to a Professor, not resident
& not performing its duties. They value your services very highly,
and are therefore willing, if you see fit to remain another year in
Europe, to keep the Professorship open for your return; but I am
directed to say that, in such case, your salary must cease, at the
end of the current quarter--viz. on the 30 of November next.

The obligation thus imposed on the Corporation, it is very painful
to them to fulfil, but they cannot otherwise execute the trust they
have undertaken, conformably to their sense of duty.

And now, Sir, permit me to express my best wishes for your health;
the high sense I entertain of your talents and attainments and the
unaltered esteem & respect with which I am, most truly.

Your friend and
hl'e S't.

JOSIAH QUINCY.{60}

CAMBRIDGE.
30. Sep. 1842.

Longfellow spent his summer at the water-cure in Marienberg, with some
diverging trips, as those to Paris, Antwerp, and Bruges. In Paris he
took a letter to Jules Janin, now pretty well forgotten, but then the
foremost critic in Paris, who disliked the society of literary men,
saying that he never saw them and never wished to see them; and who had
quarrelled personally with all the French authors, except Lamartine,
whom he pronounced "as good as an angel." In Bruges the young traveller
took delight in the belfry, and lived to transmit some of its charms t