for me. I was about to start for Winchendon
when my dearest Maud so earnestly besought me not to go, the weather being very threatening, that I could not
deny her. Words can hardly say how I suffered in giving up the trip and disappointing so many people. ... As I lay taking my afternoon rest, my heart said to God, ‘You cannot help me in this;’ but He did help me, for I was able soon after this to interest myself in things at hand.
I heard Mabilleau
's lecture on French art in its recent departure.
It was brilliant and forcibly stated, but disappointing.
He quoted with admiration Baudelaire's hideous poem, ‘Un Carogne.’ .. .”
. In the afternoon attended anniversary of the Blind Kindergarten
, where I made, as usual, a brief address, beginning with ‘God said, Let there be light,’ a sentence which makes itself felt throughout the human domain, where great-hearted men are stirred by it to combat the spirits of darkness.
Spoke also of the culture of the blind as vindicating the dignity of the human mind, which can become a value and a power despite the loss of outward sense.
Alluded to dear Chev's sense of this and his resolve that the blind, from being simply a burden, should become of value to the community.
The care of them draws forth tender sympathy in those whose office it is to cherish and instruct them.
Spoke of the nursery as one of the dearest of human institutions.
Commended the little blind nursery to the affectionate regard of seeing people.
The children did exceedingly well, especially the orchestra.
The little blind 'cellist was remarkable.”
. Dreamed last night that I was dead and ”