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rnal which I sent... . In early July, she went to Concord for a memorial meeting in honor of Nathaniel Hawthorne. July 11. .... Alice Blackwell, some days ago, wrote beseeching me to write to President Roosevelt, begging him to do something for the Armenians. I said to myself, No, I won't; I am too tired and have done enough. Yesterday's sermon gave me a spur, and this morning I have writ the President a long letter, to the effect desired. God grant that it may have some result! July 17. I despaired of being able to write a poem as requested for the Kansas semi-centennial celebration in October, but one line came to me: Sing us a song of the grand old time and the rest followed .. . This poem is printed in At Sunset. July 21. Writ ... to Mrs. Martha J. Hosmer, of Rock Point, Oregon, who wrote me a kindly meant letter, exhorting me to seek the truth and live, and to write to a Mrs. Helen Wilman, eighty-five years old and the possessor of some wonderful knowledge whic
the Armenians. I said to myself, No, I won't; I am too tired and have done enough. Yesterday's sermon gave me a spur, and this morning I have writ the President a long letter, to the effect desired. God grant that it may have some result! July 17. I despaired of being able to write a poem as requested for the Kansas semi-centennial celebration in October, but one line came to me: Sing us a song of the grand old time and the rest followed .. . This poem is printed in At Sunset. July 21. Writ ... to Mrs. Martha J. Hosmer, of Rock Point, Oregon, who wrote me a kindly meant letter, exhorting me to seek the truth and live, and to write to a Mrs. Helen Wilman, eighty-five years old and the possessor of some wonderful knowledge which will help me to renew my youth.... September 25. I could not go to church to-day, fearing to increase my cold, and not wishing to leave my dear family, so rarely united now. Have been reading Abbe Loisy's Autour d'un petit Livre, which is an apo
company? I hope he has not lost his old twinkle. I am very proud and glad.... She was indeed proud of all her son's honors; of any success of child or grandchild; yet she would pretend to furious jealousy. I see your book is praised, Sir! (or, Madam! ) It probably does not deserve it. H'm! nobody praises my books! etc., etc. And all the time her face so shining with pleasure and tenderness under the sternly bended brows that the happy child needed no other praise from any one. July 23.... I feel to-day the isolation consequent upon my long survival of the threescore and ten apportioned as the term of human life. Brothers and sisters, friends and fellow-workers, many are now in the silent land. I am praying for some good work, paying work, so that I may efficiently help relatives who need help, and good causes whose demand for aid is constant.... July 24. To-day Harry and Alice Hall have left me with their two dear children. I have had much delight with baby Frances
leasure and tenderness under the sternly bended brows that the happy child needed no other praise from any one. July 23.... I feel to-day the isolation consequent upon my long survival of the threescore and ten apportioned as the term of human life. Brothers and sisters, friends and fellow-workers, many are now in the silent land. I am praying for some good work, paying work, so that I may efficiently help relatives who need help, and good causes whose demand for aid is constant.... July 24. To-day Harry and Alice Hall have left me with their two dear children. I have had much delight with baby Frances, four months old.... I pray that I may be able to help these children. I looked forward to their visit as a kindness to them and their parents, but it has been a great kindness to me .... September 5. Some bright moments to-day. At my prayer a thought of the divine hand reaching down over the abyss of evil to rescue despairing souls! . .. September 19. Dear Flossy and H
inful impression of doubt; a God who should be only my better self, or an impersonal pervading influence. These were suggestions which left me very lonely and forlorn. To-day, as I thought it all over, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob seemed to come back to me; the God of Christ, and his saints and martyrs. I said to myself: Let me be steeped in the devotion of the Psalms, and of Paul's Epistles! I took up Coquerel's sermons on the Lord's Prayer, simple, beautiful, positive. . .. July 30. Oak Glen. Rose at 6.15 A. M. and had good luck in dressing quickly. With dear Flossy took 9 A. M. train for Boston. At Middletown station found the teachers from the West [Denver and Iowa], who started the Battle Hymn when they saw me approaching. This seemed to me charming. My man Michael, recognizing the tune, said: Mrs. Howe, this is a send-off for you! . . . She was going to keep a lecture engagement in Concord, Massachusetts; her theme, A century from the birth of Emerson. S
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in the silent land. I am praying for some good work, paying work, so that I may efficiently help relatives who need help, and good causes whose demand for aid is constant.... July 24. To-day Harry and Alice Hall have left me with their two dear children. I have had much delight with baby Frances, four months old.... I pray that I may be able to help these children. I looked forward to their visit as a kindness to them and their parents, but it has been a great kindness to me .... September 5. Some bright moments to-day. At my prayer a thought of the divine hand reaching down over the abyss of evil to rescue despairing souls! . .. September 19. Dear Flossy and Harry left. I shall miss them dreadfully. She has taken care of me these many weeks and has been most companionable and affectionate. My dear boy was as ever very sweet and kind. .. . September 22. Have puzzled much about my promised screed for the Cosmopolitan on What would be the Best Gift to the People of t
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rs. Howe, this is a send-off for you! . . . She was going to keep a lecture engagement in Concord, Massachusetts; her theme, A century from the birth of Emerson. She was anxious about this paper, and told Mr. Sanborn (the inevitable reporter calling to borrow her manuscript) that she thought the less said about the address the better. I have tried very hard to say the right thing, but doubt whether I have succeeded. Spite of these doubts, the lecture was received with enthusiasm. September 6. I was very dull at waking and dreaded the drive to church and the stay to Communion. The drive partly dissipated my megrims; every bright object seemed to me to praise God.... The Communion service was very comforting. Especially did Christ's words come to me, Abide in me, etc. I felt that if I would abide in Him, old as I am, I could still do some good work. Yes! my strong friend, my heart said, I will abide in thee, and a bit of the old Easter anthem came back to me, He sitteth at t
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id is constant.... July 24. To-day Harry and Alice Hall have left me with their two dear children. I have had much delight with baby Frances, four months old.... I pray that I may be able to help these children. I looked forward to their visit as a kindness to them and their parents, but it has been a great kindness to me .... September 5. Some bright moments to-day. At my prayer a thought of the divine hand reaching down over the abyss of evil to rescue despairing souls! . .. September 19. Dear Flossy and Harry left. I shall miss them dreadfully. She has taken care of me these many weeks and has been most companionable and affectionate. My dear boy was as ever very sweet and kind. .. . September 22. Have puzzled much about my promised screed for the Cosmopolitan on What would be the Best Gift to the People of the Country? As I got out of bed it suddenly occurred to me as the glory of having promoted recognition of human brotherhood. This must include Justice to W
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oked forward to their visit as a kindness to them and their parents, but it has been a great kindness to me .... September 5. Some bright moments to-day. At my prayer a thought of the divine hand reaching down over the abyss of evil to rescue despairing souls! . .. September 19. Dear Flossy and Harry left. I shall miss them dreadfully. She has taken care of me these many weeks and has been most companionable and affectionate. My dear boy was as ever very sweet and kind. .. . September 22. Have puzzled much about my promised screed for the Cosmopolitan on What would be the Best Gift to the People of the Country? As I got out of bed it suddenly occurred to me as the glory of having promoted recognition of human brotherhood. This must include Justice to Women. I meant to tackle the theme at once, but after breakfast a poem came to me in the almost vulgar question, Does your Mother know you're out? I had to write this, also a verse or two in commemoration of Frederic L.
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ck Point, Oregon, who wrote me a kindly meant letter, exhorting me to seek the truth and live, and to write to a Mrs. Helen Wilman, eighty-five years old and the possessor of some wonderful knowledge which will help me to renew my youth.... September 25. I could not go to church to-day, fearing to increase my cold, and not wishing to leave my dear family, so rarely united now. Have been reading Abbe Loisy's Autour d'un petit Livre, which is an apologetic vindication of his work LaEvangile et t after breakfast a poem came to me in the almost vulgar question, Does your Mother know you're out? I had to write this, also a verse or two in commemoration of Frederic L. Knowles, a member of our Authors' Club, who has just passed away. September 25.... I must have got badly chilled this morning, for my right hand almost refuses to guide the pen. I tried several times to begin a short note to David Hall, but could not make distinct letters. Then I forced myself to pen some rough draft an
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