I have a manuscript-book still, filled with these youthful
efforts. I even undertook to put German verse into English verse,
not wincing at the greatest--Goetlie and Schiller. These studies
were pursued in the pleasant days of cloth-room leisure, when my
work claimed me only seven or eight hours in a day.
I suppose I should have tried to write,--perhaps I could not very
well have helped attempting it,--under any circumstances. My
early efforts would not, probably, have found their way into
print, however, but for the coincident publication of the two
mill-girls' magazines, just as I entered my teens. I fancy that
almost everything any of us offered them was published, though I
never was let in to editorial secrets. The editors of both
magazines were my seniors, and I felt greatly honored by their
approval of my contributions.
One of the "Offering" editors was a Unitarian clergyman's
daughter, and had received an excellent education. The other was
a remarkably brilliant and original young woman, who wrote novels
that were published by the Harpers of New York while she was
employed at Lowell.
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