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Flossy and her dearest little Boy .... House very desolate without them.
This boy is especially dear to Doctor Howe and myself.”
“December 28. Maria Mitchell's Club lecture to-day was beautiful exceedingly.
I might have envied her the steady grasp and unbroken advance of scientific study, did I not feel sure that God gives to each his own work.
Mine, such as it is, would be helped and beautified by the knowledge which she imparts so easily, but perhaps all of her that I shall remember and try to follow is her spirit.
Her silver hair seems lustrous with spiritual brightness, as do her dark eyes.
Her movements are full of womanly grace, not ballroom grace.”
From now on the movement is sempre crescendo. Work for peace, work for clubs; lecturing, preaching, tending the Doctor in his days of illness; taking the youngest daughter to balls and parties; founding a club for her, too. She felt that the young girls of Maud's age needed the onward impulse as much as their elders; accordingly, in November, 1871, she called together a meeting of young women, and with their aid and good — will formed the Saturday Morning Club of Boston.
The energy with which this organization sprang into being showed that the time was ripe for it. That energy, handed on through two generations, is no less lively to-day; the name of the club recalls a hundred beautiful and interesting occasions.
The Journal hurries us on from day to arduous day. Even the aspiration of New Year's Day, 1873, breathes
Houghton Mifflin Company, Boston and New York. 1916.
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