I have already spoken of my earliest meetings with Lowell at Cambridge when I came to New England on a literary pilgrimage from the West in 1860.I saw him more and more after I went to live in Cambridge in 1866;and I now wish to record what I knew of him during the years that passed between this date and that of his death.If the portrait I shall try to paint does not seem a faithful likeness to others who knew him, I shall only claim that so he looked to me, at this moment and at that.If I do not keep myself quite out of the picture, what painter ever did?