Thoreau writes in his journal:
Cold and windy. The river fast going down. Paint the bottom of my boat . . . (Journal, 9:281).
Thoreau replies to John Burt’s 23 February request for an autograph:
”Herein is the tragedy; that men doing outrage to their proper natures, even those called wise & good, lend themselves to perform the office of inferior and brutal ones. Hence come war and slavery in; and what else may not come in by this opening?”
A Week on the Concord & Merrimack Rivers-p 137.
Henry D. Thoreau
New York. Amos Bronson Alcott writes to his wife:
Call again and find Rowse, whose portraits please me, for their fineness and delicacy. He has taken Henry Thoreau, but made a gentleman of him, which is no improvement plainly on Silenus; “gentle boy” though there be in the whistle of him some where, and apparently in the memory—, after he leaves the parlour often.