This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1869. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... MY VISIT TO SYBARIS. FROM REV. FREDERIC INGHAM'S PAPERS. It is a great while since I first took an interest in Sybaris. Sybarites have a bad name. But before I had heard of them anywhere else, I had painfully looked out the words in the three or four precious anecdotes about Sybaris in the old Greek Reader; and I had made up my boy's mind about the Sybarites. When I came to know the name they had got elsewhere, I could not but say that the world had been very unjust to them ! O dear! I can see it now, -- the old Latin schoolroom, where we used to sit, and hammer over that Greek, after the small boys had gone. They went at eleven ; we -- because we were twelve or more -- stayed till twelve. From eleven to twelve we sat, with only those small boys who had been " kept" for their sins, and Mr. Dillaway. The room was long and narrow ; how long and how narrow you may see, if you will go and examine M. Duchesne's model of " Boston as it was," and pay twenty-five cents to the Richmond schools. For all this is of the past; and in the same spot in space where once a month the Examl A iner Club now meets at Parker's, and discusses the difference between religion and superstition, the folly of copyright, and the origin of things, the boys who did not then belong to the Examiner Club, say Fox and Clarke and Furness and Waldo Emerson, thumbed their Graeca Minora or their Greek Readers in " Boston as it was," and learned the truth about Sybaris! A long, narrow room, I say, whose walls, when I knew them first, were of that tawny orange wash which is appropriated to kitchens. But, by a master stroke of Mr. Dillaway's, these walls were made lilac or purple one summer vacation. We sat, to recite, on long settees, pea-green in color, which would teeter slightly on the well-worn flo...
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