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Mabel Loomis Todd
80听books6听followersMabel Loomis Todd or Mabel Loomis (November 10, 1856 鈥� October 14, 1932) was an American editor and writer, and the wife of the astronomer David Peck Todd. She is remembered as the editor of posthumously published editions of Emily Dickinson.
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November 7, 2014
夭賵噩丞 丕賱毓丕賱賲 丕賱賮賱賰賷 丕賱丕賲乇賷賰賷 丿賷賮賷丿 鬲賵丿 丨囟乇鬲 賲毓 夭賵噩賴丕 丕賱賷 胤乇丕亘賱爻 賱乇氐丿 丕賱賰爻賵賮
丕賱賰賱賷 丕賱匕賶 丨丿孬 賮賷 毓丕賲 1900 賵 毓丕賲 1905 .
賰鬲亘鬲 毓賳 胤乇丕亘賱爻 賵 丿賵賾賳鬲 賲丕 乇兀鬲賴 賲賳 毓丕丿丕鬲 賵 鬲賯丕賱賷丿 賱兀賴賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賲丿賷賳丞 丕賱匕賷賳 賰丕賳賵丕 賲夭賷噩 賲賳 丕賱毓乇亘 賵 丕賱賷賴賵丿 賵 丕賱賲丕賱胤賷賷賳 賵 丕賱賷賵賳丕賳賷賷賳 . 丕賱丕賾 丕賳 賲丕 賰鬲亘鬲賴 賮賷 乇兀賷賷 賱賲 賷賰賳 亘丕賱賰孬賷乇 賰賳鬲 丕賳鬲馗乇 丕賱賲夭賷丿 賲賳 丕賱鬲賮丕氐賷賱 賮賷 丕賱丨賷丕丞 丕賱賷賵賲賷丞 賵 丕賱爻賷丕爻賷丞
賰賲丕 賯丕賲鬲 賲丕賷亘賱 鬲賵丿 亘鬲氐賵賷乇 丕賱毓丿賷丿 賲賳 賲賱丕賲丨 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賮賷 胤乇丕亘賱爻 賵 囟賵丕丨賷賴丕 .
鬲賯賵賱 賲丕亘賷賱 鬲賵丿 :
賴賱 賷爻鬲胤賷毓 丕賱賲乇亍 丕賳 賷丿毓賵 賴匕賴 丕賱賰鬲賱丞 丕賱賲鬲賳丕賮乇丞 卮毓亘丕 責 賴賱 賲賯丕毓丿賴賲 丕賱禺卮賳丞 賵 丕胤亘丕賯賴賲 丕賱賲氐賳賵毓丞 賲賳 丕賱賯卮 賵 丕賱爻噩丕丿 賵 丕賱丨賮乇 賵 丕賱氐賷丕睾丞 賵睾賷乇 丕賱賲賰鬲賲賱賷賳 賵 丕賱丨賷丕賰丞 賵 氐賳丕毓丞 丕賱賮禺丕乇 賮賳 毓賱賷 丕賱丕胤賱丕賯 責 賵 賴賱 賰丕賳鬲 丕賱賷丿 丕賱丨丿賷丿賷丞 賱賱廿爻賱丕賲 丕賵 丕賱賯賵丞 丕賱賯丕鬲賱丞 賱賱丨賰賲 丕賱鬲乇賰賷 , 丕賵 匕賲賲 丕賱氐丨乇丕亍 賴賷 丕賱鬲賷 賷噩亘 丕賳 鬲購賱丕賲 賲賳 丕噩賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賵賱丕賷丞 丕賱賳丕卅賲丞 責
賵 賱賰賳 賱丕亘丿 丕賳 鬲噩賱亘 丕賱卮賲爻 丕賱賵丕賴亘丞 賱賱丨賷丕丞 賵 丕賱賴賵丕亍 丕賱賲鬲賵賴噩 賮乇丨丕 乇丕卅毓丕 , 賵 丕賳賾 賳爻賷賲 丕賱氐亘丨 丕賱賲鬲賱賴賮 賵 丕賱賳賾丿賶 丕賱賲鬲賱兀賱卅 賵 爻賲丕亍 胤乇丕亘賱爻 丕賱賰卅賷亘丞 爻鬲馗賱賾 鬲丨賰賷 賯氐賾丞 乇丕卅毓丞 賵 丕賳 賰丕賳鬲 睾丕賲囟丞 ..
賵 爻鬲亘賯賷 胤乇丕亘賱爻 鬲賱賰 .. 賲賴賲丕 賰丕賳鬲 賯乇丕乇丕鬲 丕賱丿賵賱 丕賱賰亘乇賶 .
January 6, 2016
丕賱賰鬲丕亘 丕賱賶 丨丿 賲丕 噩賷丿 賵賱賰賳 亘毓丿 賯乇兀鬲賷 賱賴 丕禺鬲賱賮 賲毓 丕賱賲丐賱賮丞 賮賷 丕禺鬲賷丕乇 丕爻賲 丕賱賰鬲丕亘 賵賰丕賳 丕賱丕賮囟賱 丕賳 賷賰賵賳 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賮賷 胤乇丕亘賱爻 丕賵 胤乇丕亘賱爻 賮賯胤 .. 賮賰賱賲丞 丕爻乇丕乇 鬲毓賳賷 丕賳 賷丨賲賱 丕賱賰鬲丕亘 卮卅 睾賷乇 賲兀賱賵賮 丕賵 亘毓囟 丕賱鬲賮丕氐賷賱 丕賱丿賯賷賯丞 兀賰孬乇 毓賳 丨賷丕丞 胤乇丕亘賱爻
丕賱丕 丕賳賴 亘賲噩賲賱賴 噩賲賷賱 賳賵毓丕 賵卮賷賯 賮賷 亘毓囟 賮賯乇丕鬲賴
丕賱丕 丕賳賴 亘賲噩賲賱賴 噩賲賷賱 賳賵毓丕 賵卮賷賯 賮賷 亘毓囟 賮賯乇丕鬲賴
August 9, 2024
A glimpse from long ago
To an alien arriving from 鈥渁 galaxy far far away鈥�, even a McDonald鈥檚 could seem very mysterious. 鈥淢ysterious鈥� is obviously in the eye of the beholder, so we can just chalk up the term to Mabel Loomis Todd鈥檚 unfamiliarity with the local culture in what is now known as Libya. When she was there, back in 1901 and 1905, Tripoli was a very sleepy backwater of the crumbling Ottoman Empire. This rather daring and atypical astronomy professor鈥檚 wife from Massachusetts accompanied her husband on expeditions. An active and interesting woman, she was perhaps out of her depth writing a book on this North African world in which she spoke only French in addition to her native tongue. Nevertheless, though she wrote a book full of the Orientalist glance and the common tropes of the late 19th century, her interest and pleasure in all new things comes shining through. Unlike many writers of her time (1856-1932), she warmed to everything she saw, and though sometimes using words like 鈥減rimitive鈥� or 鈥渂arbaric鈥�, and certainly finding everything 鈥渆xotic鈥�, she wrote at the end of her book,
鈥淲hatever it may have been, Tripoli was a city of enchantment, white as dreams of Paradise, fringed by palms and olives, and steeped in memories of the centuries.鈥� (p.203)
I agree that she tended to the super-romantic, but she liked everyone she met, she didn鈥檛 look down on anyone, and if poetic rather than practical, that fits in with her role as editor of Emily Dickinson鈥檚 work after the latter鈥檚 death.
This is a travel book from the past, published in 1912 after the Italian conquest and occupation of Libya changed forever the sleepy outpost she described. Their later wars with the Arab inhabitants, the violent battles of WW II between Axis and Allies, the birth of a new nation in 1951, the discovery of oil, the rise and fall of Gadhafi, and the ongoing civil wars have obscured a gentler, more peaceful period that she witnessed. She was sensitive to Muslim custom and never criticized Islam, befriended the local Jews and small foreign community, and wrote constantly of the beauties of a land which she could easily have disliked as did so many Western travelers of those years (and now as well).
鈥淭he iridescent Mediterranean, breaking in gentlest ripples against a shining beach, white walls and domes and castle in the distance, and close at hand camels and horses, baskets and rugs, coral and silver, and surging life of thousands鈥攕hrouded Arabs, uncovered blacks, and befezzed Turks鈥攁ll this was Tripoli in essence, under the burning blue of an African sky.鈥� (p.132)
If you manage to find this book you may also be intrigued by a large number of her black and white photographs, which, though they don鈥檛 establish her as a great photographer, are precious mementoes of a lost time. She even wrote down the notation of some chants or cries she heard. She was neither an anthropologist nor historian, just writing visual impressions of the streets, the markets, some weddings, visits to caves, wells and gardens, the people she saw, the Turkish rulers, music, funerals and more. If it was a light look, with emphasis on the exotic to her, it is one of the few from that time that you鈥檒l ever find today.
To an alien arriving from 鈥渁 galaxy far far away鈥�, even a McDonald鈥檚 could seem very mysterious. 鈥淢ysterious鈥� is obviously in the eye of the beholder, so we can just chalk up the term to Mabel Loomis Todd鈥檚 unfamiliarity with the local culture in what is now known as Libya. When she was there, back in 1901 and 1905, Tripoli was a very sleepy backwater of the crumbling Ottoman Empire. This rather daring and atypical astronomy professor鈥檚 wife from Massachusetts accompanied her husband on expeditions. An active and interesting woman, she was perhaps out of her depth writing a book on this North African world in which she spoke only French in addition to her native tongue. Nevertheless, though she wrote a book full of the Orientalist glance and the common tropes of the late 19th century, her interest and pleasure in all new things comes shining through. Unlike many writers of her time (1856-1932), she warmed to everything she saw, and though sometimes using words like 鈥減rimitive鈥� or 鈥渂arbaric鈥�, and certainly finding everything 鈥渆xotic鈥�, she wrote at the end of her book,
鈥淲hatever it may have been, Tripoli was a city of enchantment, white as dreams of Paradise, fringed by palms and olives, and steeped in memories of the centuries.鈥� (p.203)
I agree that she tended to the super-romantic, but she liked everyone she met, she didn鈥檛 look down on anyone, and if poetic rather than practical, that fits in with her role as editor of Emily Dickinson鈥檚 work after the latter鈥檚 death.
This is a travel book from the past, published in 1912 after the Italian conquest and occupation of Libya changed forever the sleepy outpost she described. Their later wars with the Arab inhabitants, the violent battles of WW II between Axis and Allies, the birth of a new nation in 1951, the discovery of oil, the rise and fall of Gadhafi, and the ongoing civil wars have obscured a gentler, more peaceful period that she witnessed. She was sensitive to Muslim custom and never criticized Islam, befriended the local Jews and small foreign community, and wrote constantly of the beauties of a land which she could easily have disliked as did so many Western travelers of those years (and now as well).
鈥淭he iridescent Mediterranean, breaking in gentlest ripples against a shining beach, white walls and domes and castle in the distance, and close at hand camels and horses, baskets and rugs, coral and silver, and surging life of thousands鈥攕hrouded Arabs, uncovered blacks, and befezzed Turks鈥攁ll this was Tripoli in essence, under the burning blue of an African sky.鈥� (p.132)
If you manage to find this book you may also be intrigued by a large number of her black and white photographs, which, though they don鈥檛 establish her as a great photographer, are precious mementoes of a lost time. She even wrote down the notation of some chants or cries she heard. She was neither an anthropologist nor historian, just writing visual impressions of the streets, the markets, some weddings, visits to caves, wells and gardens, the people she saw, the Turkish rulers, music, funerals and more. If it was a light look, with emphasis on the exotic to her, it is one of the few from that time that you鈥檒l ever find today.
November 9, 2015
"And was it the iron hand of Mohammedanism, the deadening power of Turkish rule, or the inertia of the desert which was to blame for this sleeping province?
Whatever it may have been, Tripoli was a city of enchantment, white as the dreams of paradise, fringed by palms and olives, and steeped in memories of the centuries"
A pleasant fine read, which takes you back to Tripoli in the years 1900-1905 , captures the sounds and sights, and even scents at times, and after a century one can say the city's soul and essence remain more or less the same.
"That Tripoli will remain, whatever the powers may decree."
Whatever it may have been, Tripoli was a city of enchantment, white as the dreams of paradise, fringed by palms and olives, and steeped in memories of the centuries"
A pleasant fine read, which takes you back to Tripoli in the years 1900-1905 , captures the sounds and sights, and even scents at times, and after a century one can say the city's soul and essence remain more or less the same.
"That Tripoli will remain, whatever the powers may decree."
April 19, 2020
賰鬲丕亘 噩賷丿 賳賵毓丕賸 賲丕, 賷毓胤賷賰 賱賲丨丞 毓賳 胤乇丕亘賱爻 賮賷 匕丕賱賰 丕賱賵賯鬲
賱賰賳賷 丕禺鬲賱賮 賲毓 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賮賷 賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱丕賲賵乇, 賮賷 胤乇賯 爻乇丿賴 賵鬲毓亘賷乇丕鬲賴 丕賱匕賷 賵氐賮 亘賴丕 賲丕 乇兀賴 , 賵丕賱丕賴賲 賲賳 賰賱 匕丕賱賰 賴賵丕 賯賱賲 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷 丕賱賲鬲噩亘乇 丕賱匕賷 賷乇賶 亘兀賳賴 賴賵丕 賵賯賵賲賴 賮賯胤 丕賱丕丨賯 亘丕賱毓賷卮
賱賰賳賷 丕禺鬲賱賮 賲毓 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賮賷 賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱丕賲賵乇, 賮賷 胤乇賯 爻乇丿賴 賵鬲毓亘賷乇丕鬲賴 丕賱匕賷 賵氐賮 亘賴丕 賲丕 乇兀賴 , 賵丕賱丕賴賲 賲賳 賰賱 匕丕賱賰 賴賵丕 賯賱賲 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷 丕賱賲鬲噩亘乇 丕賱匕賷 賷乇賶 亘兀賳賴 賴賵丕 賵賯賵賲賴 賮賯胤 丕賱丕丨賯 亘丕賱毓賷卮
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