Mary Caroline Crawford,
The Romance of Old New England Rooftrees
“ The friends with whom he had crossed the ocean went to stay in Boston, but no solicitations could withdraw him from the quiet of his island home. "After my long fatigue of business," he told Lord Percival, "this retirement is very agreeable to me; and my wife loves a country life and books as well as to pass her time continually and cheerfully without any other conversation than her husband and the dead." For the wife was a mystic and a quietist.But though Berkeley waited patiently for developments which should denote the realisation of his hopes, he waited always in vain. ”
