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“It was the ‘Huguenots,’ much of which was known to me in early youth, when I used to sing the ‘Rataplan’ chorus with my brothers.
I sang also Valentine's prayer, “Parmi les fleurs mon reve se ranime,” with obligato bassoon accompaniment, using the 'cello instead.
I know that I sang much better that night than usual, for dear Uncle John said to me, “You singed good!”
Poor Huti played the 'cello.
Now, I listened for the familiar bits, and recognized the drinking chorus in Act 1st, the “Rataplan” in Act 2d.
Valentine's prayer, if given, was so overlaid with fioritura that I did not feel sure of it. The page's pretty song was all right, but I suffered great fatigue, and the reminiscences were sad.”
Through the winter she continued the study of economics with some fifteen members of the New England Woman's Club.
She read Bergson too, and now and then “got completely bogged” in him, finding no “central point that led anywhere.”
About this time she wrote:--
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