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Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1, Chapter 1: Europe revisited--1877; aet. 58 (search)
ry lodgings were often crowded by the leaders of the world of letters, philanthropy, and art, and some even of the world of fashion. The little lodging-house slavey was often awed by the titles on the cards she invariably presented between a work-worn thumb and finger. It is curious to contrast the brief record of these days with that of the Peace Crusade. June 10. To morning service at the Foundling Hospital — very touching. To luncheon with M. G. D. where met the George Howards. June 15 . . . Robert operal with Richard Mansfield. June 18. Synagogue. June 19. Lord Mayor's Mansion House. I am to speak there concerning Laura Bridgman. Henry James may come to take me to St. Bart.'s Hospital. June 25. Messiah. Miss Bryce. June 26. Dined with Capt. Ward. Theatre. Justin McCarthy. June 28. Meeting in Lambeth Library. June 29. Russell Gurney's garden party. Miss Marston's, Onslow Sq., 4 P. M. Antivivisection. Met Dudley Campbell. A day of rest, indeed. I
Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1, Chapter 7: a summer abroad 1892-1893; aet. 73-74 (search)
rnal describes his funeral at length; the sun perfectly golden behind the trees. She brought away a bit of evergreen from the grave, and at church, two days later, had the sexton slide it in among the pulpit flowers; afterward brought it home. Perhaps a silly fancy, but an affectionate one. She wrote a poem in memory of Mr. Booth, not altogether to my satisfaction. She felt his death as a real loss; he remained always to her a beautiful and heroic figure, connected with a great time. June 15. Thus far the Lord has led me on. I have had many pieces of work to accomplish, and when almost despairing, seemed to have been uplifted right into my working seat, and so have fulfilled my tasks as well as I was able. Have still my Fourth of July poem to write, and wish to write a poem in memory of Edwin Booth. I'm hungry, oh! how hungry, for rest and reading. Must work very hard for A. A.W. this season.. . She went to Harvard Class Day this summer, her eldest grandson, Samuel Pres
Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1, Chapter 8: divers good causes 1890-1896; aet. 71-77 (search)
whose pulsations have made themselves felt down to our own time, and all over the world? What are its sorrows? It bore the burthen of the sorrows and distresses of humanity, and we who pledge him here in this cup are bound to bear our part of that burthen. Only thus shall we attain to share in that festival of joy and of revealed power which followed the days of doubt and despair. All this came to me like a flash. I have written it down from memory because I value the thought. .. June 15. Attended the funeral of my old friend and helper, Dr. Williams, the oculist. ... Six stalwart sons carried the coffin.... I thought this: I am glad that I have at last found out that the battle of life is an unending fight against the evil tendencies, evil mostly because exceeding right measure, which we find in ourselves. Strange that it should take so long to find this out. This is the victory which God gives us when we have fought well and faithfully. Might I at least share it with th