she was lame, but that gave her the more time for writing.
The Journal records many letters; among other things, “a short screed for the man who asks to be convinced that there is such a thing as soul.”
In September she spread other wings and flew back to Chicago
for the Parliament of Religions, and some last Impressions of the Dream City
of the World
. Went to the Parliament of Religions where Jenkin Lloyd Jones
put me on the platform.
Heard Dr. Momery
, who gave a pleasant, liberal, and spirited address, a little elementary
, as he closed by reciting ‘Abou Ben Adhem
,’ which is as familiar to Americans
as A B C. In the evening went to meet, or rather find, the women ministers.
excused herself from attending and asked me to run the meeting.... I read my short screed, briefly narrating my own efforts to found an association of women ministers.
and Mary Graves
were appointed as a committee to consult with me as to a plan of organization.”
. Up early.... Visited the German village, castle and museum, the mining, agricultural, shoe and leather buildings for a brief space.
Made a turn in the Ferris Wheel
... Mary Graves
came for me, and we started for the Parliament in good time.
The first speaker was intolerably narrow and out of place, insisting upon the hostility of Christ
to all ethnic religions.
I could not refrain from taking him up a little, very mildly.
I was received with applause and the Chautauqua salute, and my brief speech (fourteen ”