How hard she did try, we well remember.
The book trunk was a necessity of the summer flitting.
It carried a full load from one book-ridden house to the other, and there were certain books — the four-volume Oxford Bible, the big-print Horace, the Greek classics, shabby of dress, splendid of type and margin --which could surely have found their way to and from Newport
One book she never asked for — the English
Once Maud, recently returned from Europe
, apologized for having inadvertently taken the dictionary from 241 Beacon Street.
“How dreadful it was of me to take your dictionary!
What have you done?
Did you buy a new one?”
“I did not know you had taken it!”
“But-how did you get along without a dictionary?”
The elder looked her surprise.
“I never use a word whose meaning I do not know!”
“But the spelling?”
There was no answer to this, save a whimsical shrug of the shoulders.
. The day of the celebration of dear Chev's one hundredth birthday.
Before starting for the Temple
I received three beautiful gifts of flowers, a great bunch of white roses from Lizzie Agassiz
, a lovely bouquet of violets from Mrs. Frank Batcheller
, and some superb chrysanthemums from Mrs. George H. Perkins
The occasion was to me one of solemn joy and thankfulness.
presided with beautiful grace, preluding with some lovely reminiscences of ”