Sublime

The Lively was a fine example, an admirable example, of the Whiggish state of mind at its best; and Jack was a Tory. He admired her, but it was with a detached admiration, as though he were in charge of a brother-officer’s wife, an elegant, chaste, unimaginative woman, running her life on scientific principles.

She purchased a homestead allotment of her own from the Biscayne Bay Company—640 acres, including the site of the original fort—and went to work remodeling one of the original settlement structures into a home for herself and her two children.

The wind stood fair until they were far below Capricorn; day after day she logged her two hundred miles; pure, urgent sailing, all hands getting the last ounce out of her – the beautiful way of naval life that half-pay officers in their dim lodgings remember as their natural existence.

Agassiz’s son, Alexander, who was trained by his father and served as his principal museum assistant, became a leading zoologist, a pioneer in oceanography, and made a fortune in copper mining, much of which he ultimately devoted to the museum and other work begun by his father. Elizabeth Cary Agassiz, in less than a decade after her husband’s

“I like her,” she heard Poppy whisper to Beatrix as the two of them walked behind her. “Do you think all American women are so dashing?” Dashing … yes, that was an appropriate word for Lady Westcliff.

The captain, who watched her with his glass, said that she was armed, and full of men, and showed no colors.