YoungAnthonyhadonepictureofhisfatherandmothertogether--sooftenhaditfacedhiseyesinchildhoodthatithadacquiredtheimpersonalityoffurniture,buteveryonewhocameintohisbedroomregardeditwithinterest.Itshowedadandyofthenineties,spareandhandsome,standingbesideatalldarkladywithamuffandthesuggestionofabustle.Betweenthemwasalittleboywithlongbrowncurls,dressedinavelvetLordFauntleroysuit. theyearofhismother&39;sdeath.HismemoriesoftheBostonSocietyContraltowerenebulousandmusical.Shewasaladywhosang,sang,sang,inthemusicroomoftheirhouseonWashingtonSquare--sometimeswithguestsscatteredallabouther,themenwiththeirarmsfolded,balancedbreathlesslyontheedgesofsofas,thewomenwiththeirhandsintheirlapsTheyouthremainedawholeyearwiththethirdmasteralso,andwhenhomeagain,andhisfatherinquired,"Myson,whathastthoulearnt?heanswered,occasionallymakinglittlewhisperstothemenandalwaysclappingverybrisklyandutteringcooingcriesaftereachsong--andoftenshesangtoAnthonyalone,inItalianorFrenchorinastrangeandterribledialectwhichsheimaginedtobethespeechoftheSouthernnegro.HisrecollectionsofthegallantUlysses,thefirstmaninAmericatorollthelapelsofhiscoat,weremuchmorevivid.AfterHenriettaLebrunepatchhad"joinedanotherchoir,"asherwidowerhuskilyremarkedfromtimetotime,fatherandsonlivedupatgrampa&39;sinTarrytown,andUlyssescamedailytoAnthony&39;snurseryandexpelledpleasant,thick-smellingwordsforsometimesasmuchasanhour.HewascontinuallypromisingAnthonyhuntingtripsandfishingtripsandexcursionstoAtlanticCity,"oh,sometimesoonnow";butnoneofthemevermaterialized.Onetriptheydidtake;whenAnthonywaseleventheywentabroad,toEnglandandSwitzerland,andthereinthebesthotelinLucernehisfatherdiedwithmuchsweatingandgruntingandcryingaloudforair.InapanicofdespairandterrorAnthonywasbroughtbacktoAmerica,weddedtoavaguemelancholythatwastostaybesidehimthroughtherestofhislife.
