He came in to rest himself, and said to me that Hawthorne was a tiger, a bear, a lion,in short, a satyr, and there was no tiring him out; and he might be the death of a man like himself.

Mrs. Hawthorne and Mrs. Alcott were not only great wives and mothers, but they could express their prayers, meditations, fancies, and emotions in clear and exquisite English.

Reginald Hawthorne would be a cripple for life.

And then, turning upon me that kindling smile for which he is so memorable, he added, 'Mr. Hawthorne is such an Ajax, who can cope with him!'