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Bedford Hills (New York, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
She yielded to entreaty and stayed at home, and was rewarded by a most gratifying letter from Edward Everett Hale, telling me that Josiah Quincy read my poem with real feeling, and that it was warmly received. My prayer is answered. I have lived to see my dear girl again. ... I give thanks earnestly and heartily, but seem for a time paralyzed by her presence. With the early autumn came a great pleasure in a visit to the new Green Peace, the house which her son had built at Bedford Hills, New York. She was delighted with the house and garden; the Journal tells of all manner of pleasant gayeties. September 12. Fannie had a luncheon party even pleasanter than yesterday's. Rev. Mr. Luquer is a grandson of Dominick Lynch, who used to come to my father's house in my childhood and break my heart by singing Lord Ullin's Daughter. I remember creeping under the piano once to hide my tears. He sang all the Moore melodies with great expression.... This, his descendant, looks a goo
Oak Glen (New Jersey, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
aracter. Never forget that we grow like to that we contemplate. Keep it always in mind that it must be through our own efforts that our progress through life shall bring with it the fulfilment of the best promise of our youth. July 2. Oak Glen. Nurse Voshell, nicknamed by me Wollapuk, left this morning. I have become so dependent upon her that I shall miss her very much. I have been impatient of having her so long, but now see how very helpful she has been to me. I began to writeting the death of her cousin and childhood playfellow, Dr. Valentine Mott Francis, when a much greater affliction fell upon her in the death of her son-in-law, David Prescott Hall. This hurts me, she writes, like a physical pain. To Florence Oak Glen, July 3, 1907. My dearest dear Flossy, You are quite right in saying that we greatly need the consoling belief in a future life to help us bear the painful separation which death brings. Surely, the dear Christ believed in immortality, and
Burgh (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
between the two parlors. Here she sat in state, while the great singers poured out their treasures before her, while violinist and pianist gave her their best. She listened with keen and critical enjoyment, recalling how Malibran gave this note, how Grisi and Mario sang that duet. Then she would go to the piano and play from memory airs from Tancredi, I1 Pirata, Richard Coeur de lion, and other operas known to us only through her. Or she would — always without notes — play the Barber of Seville almost from beginning to end, with fingers still deft and nimble. She loved the older operas best. After an air from Don Giovanni, she would say, Mozart must be in heaven: they could never get on without him! She thought Handel's Messiah the most divine point reached by earthly music. Beethoven awed and swayed her deeply, and she often quoted his utterance while composing, Ich trat in der Ndhe Gottes! She thrilled with tender pleasure over Verdi's Non ti scordar, or Ai nostri monti,
Providence, R. I. (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
we have soothed the slumbers of mankind, let us be on hand at their great awakening, to make steadfast the peace of the world! She was glad afterward that she had not gone; but a significant corollary to the matter appears on April 25:-- Providence — a pleasant trip, made possible by dear Laura's departure. (That is, dear Laura knew nothing about it till afterward. How often we recalled the old Quaker's saying to her, It was borne in upon me at an early period that if I told no one wh, as one to be held in dear remembrance; to the visitors, as having left the public a sacred legacy in these schools, which he created with so much labor ), at Faneuil Hall, a meeting about Old Home Week, at the West Newton High School, and at Providence. On the fifth day she was at the Wintergreen Club, answering the question, What is the greatest evil of the present day? --False estimates of values, vehement striving for what hinders rather than helps our spiritual development. After this
Julia (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
23. Have prayed and worked over the poem for Michael's memorial services — think that I have made it as good as I can, but not good enough. Alas! I am too old. She went up to Boston for this meeting in Tremont Temple, which was a most impressive one, Greeks and Americans uniting to do honor to a good man. October 24. ... I read my verse, my voice serving me very well. Bishop Lawrence helped me both to rise and to return to my seat. He made a most touching allusion to my dearest dear Julia's devotion to the blind, and said where a man was engaged in a noble work there usually rose up a noble woman to help him. October 26. Had a sudden blessed thought this morning, viz.: that the Tabernacle eternal in the heavens is the eternity of truth and right. I naturally desire life after death, but if it is not granted me, I have yet a part in the eternal glory of this tabernacle. October 29. Dear H. M. H. left us this morning, after a short but very pleasant visit. He brought h
Baltimore, Md. (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
, literally in Dreamland, as I was quite asleep when it visited me. ... The great event of this winter was a trip to Baltimore for a Woman Suffrage Convention. February 4. I had not been able to think of anything to say in Baltimore, but this Baltimore, but this morning it seemed to come to me. I have just written out my screed, . . taking a point of view which I do not think I have presented before, viz.: that inferior education and restricted activity made women the inferiors of men, as naturally as trainven, on earth, and in hell! On April 13, she was out for the first time since February 14, when I returned sick from Baltimore ... . Another week and she was at her church, for the first time since January 18. It had been a long and weary tepidemic of tonsillitis was actually fatal to Miss Susan B. Anthony, who never recovered from the illness contracted in Baltimore. She was as merry as she was skillful, and the two made much fun together. Even when the patient could not speak, sh
Madrid (Spain) (search for this): chapter 31
eople, but this time I must. I cannot allow you to go out in this blizzard! Dearest grandmother, replied the maiden, where are you going yourself? There was no reply. The two generations dissolved in laughter, and started out together. She bids farewell to 1906 as dear Year that hast brought me so many comforts and pleasures! and thus hails the New Year:-- I earnestly pray for God's blessing on this year! .. I might possibly like one more European journey to see the Gallery at Madrid, and the chateaux of Touraine, but I do not ask it, as I may have more important occupation for my time and money. ... Du reste, the dear Father has done so much better for me, in many ways, than I have ingenuity to wish, that I can only say, Thy will be done, only desert me not. She determines at last to be more prompt in response to letters and bills. I am now apt to lose sight of them, to my great inconvenience and that of other people. It was pain to her to destroy even a scrap of
Berea, Ohio (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
am the first woman member of the society of American Authors..... February 14. Luncheon at 3 Joy Street. .My seat was between T. W. H. and President Eliot, with whom I had not spoken in many years. He spoke to me at once and we shook hands and conversed very cordially. I had known his father quite well — a lover of music, who had much to do with the early productions of Beethoven's Symphonies in Boston, collecting money in aid of the undertaking. President Eliot made a good speech for Berea; others followed.... When my name was called, I had already a good thought to express. February 18. To N. E.W. C., where Colonel Higginson and I spoke of Longfellow; I from long and intimate acquaintance, he from a literary point of view. He said, I thought rightly, that we are too near him to be able to judge his merits as a poet; time must test them. February 27.... In evening went with the Jewett sisters to the celebration of Longfellow's Centennial. I had copied my verses written
South Boston (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
hat out of this egg was hatched the American Eagle. Madame Novelli shed tears at this, and Novelli kissed my hand. The Italian servants listened eagerly to all the speaking, and participated in the applause. President Geddes, Secretary Jocelyn, and others spoke well and rather briefly. Dear Padre Roberto was really eloquent. March 16.... In the evening to see Novelli in Morte Civile ; his personation wonderfully fine, surpassing even Salvini in the part.... March 17 .... Went to South Boston to say a word at the presentation of dear Michael's portrait to the Perkins Institution by the Howe Memorial Club. . . . Also had a wonderful fit of verse — wrote two sonnets to Dante and a versification of my conceit about the hatching of the American Eagle from the egg of Columbus. March 23. A boot-and-saddle day.... I found that my Authors' Club will meet to-day in Cambridge. Higginson telephoned, asking me to speak of Aldrich; I asked permission to leave the College Club after the
Massachusetts (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 31
ch; I asked permission to leave the College Club after the speaking. Ordered a carriage at 4.30, sprang into it, and reached the Authors' meeting in good time to say something about Aldrich.... Found a man who has studied the Berber races in Africa. Had a good talk with him. Came home dreadfully tired. To bed by 9.30. At the College Club I said that to give women the vote in this State would not double the illiterate vote — proposed a census of comparative illiteracy of the sexes in Massachusetts at least. We had long besought her to have her musical compositions written down, and now this was done in part. Once or twice a week Mr. John M. Loud came to the house and took down her melodies, she singing and playing them to him. She always enjoyed the hour with the young composer. A number of the melodies thus preserved were published in a Song Album by G. Schirmer some months later. April 8. Great trouble of mind about attending the Peace Convention in New York, which I hav
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