CHAPTER II

LONGFELLOW’S ANCESTORS

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow belonged to a good old New England family.

His father was a lawyer in Portland, Maine; his grandfather had been a

schoolmaster; and his great-grandfather had been a blacksmith.

The Longfellows were most of them tall, strong men, who had been

soldiers, sailors and the like, and none of them had shown the slightest

talent for poetry. But Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was small and delicate,

though he always stood very erect and was a finely formed man.

His grandfather on his mother’s side was General Peleg Wadsworth, who was

once captured by the British and came near being shipped off to England;

but he escaped and joined his wife and family as they were going to

Boston. The poet also had an uncle Henry (for whom he was named), who

had been a lieutenant with Commodore Preble and was killed at Tripoli

a short time before his namesake was born. Another uncle was a second

lieutenant on the frigate _Constitution_ when it captured the British

ship _Guerrière_ in 1812.

On his mother’s side, Longfellow could trace his origin straight back

to John Alden and Priscilla Mullens, who came over in the _Mayflower_,

and whom he has made immortal in his poem of “The Courtship of Miles

Standish.”

In short, Longfellow belonged to quite an aristocratic family, as New

England aristocracy goes, and it was a fairly wealthy family also. His

father was once a member of Congress, and afterward was chosen to make

the speech welcoming Lafayette when he visited Portland in 1825.

The house where Longfellow was born is still standing and is well known

to the children of Portland. In the old days it was in the fashionable

part of the town, facing the ocean beach. But now land has been filled in

for a long distance out into the ocean, and on this new land stand the

engine-house and tracks of the Grand Trunk railway. So the house is now

in a very poor neighborhood.

One day a teacher in a Portland school asked her pupils if they knew

where Longfellow was born.

“I know,” said a little girl. “In Patsey Connor’s bedroom.”

Many poor people lived in the house, and the room where Longfellow was

born was now Patsey Connor’s bedroom; but all the children of Portland

knew where it was.

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