[Boston—Monday, 2 June 1873]
Monday June 2. early off to Hanover. We found ourselves at the hospitable door of Professor Sanborn at three o’clock. Two of the best students of the Senior Class Mr. Wright and Mr. King asked of Mrs Sanborn the privilege of driving down to meet us and bring us to their house. The dear Professor and his wife who try to do everything in reason to make the students happy kindly relinquished to them the courtesy of greeting us at the station.
We were carried at once like old friends into the Professor’s study, a large old fashioned room, without a carpet at this season with paper on the walls sent over from Italy 70 years ago. Here we had a simple lunch, nice lemonade, bread & butter & cake. Soon we went to our room, a spacious place, neat & comfortable, looking up the little road under magnificent elms which broke and shadowed the sunbeams in their own soft, changing, ways. The Common was opposite. Here we rested until six when we dined—after dining came dear J.’s first lecture on Tennyson given in the old country church, where Webster, Choate and all the great men who by chance have visited the college—Dr. Holmes too.
