thoughts, but in spite of all this the time has been a blessed one.
I have improved in mind and body, if not in estate — have had sweet leisure for thought and study, opportunity to preach the gospel (three times), and most invigorating air and exercise.
Over the door of the little parlor here hangs a motto: ‘God bless our Home.’
I think, indeed, He has blessed this little home, though, at first, when I looked at the motto, I always thought of my own home.”
The next day they saw the “last of beautiful Samana
for the present,” and ten days later found them in New York.
Her final word on this brief and lovely episode is given in the Journal for May 24: “My heart sinks whenever Chev says he will never go to Samana
‘There are my young barbarians all at play.’