There was an almost unearthly light in her face, a transparency and sweetness that spoke to others more plainly than to us: Hugh Birckhead
saw and recognized it as a look he had seen in other faces of saintly age, as their translation approached.
But we said joyously to her and to each other, “She will round out the century; we shall all keep the Hundredth Birthday together” And we and she partly believed it.
The doctor had insisted strongly that she should keep, through the summer at least, the trained nurse who had ministered to her after her fall.
She “heard what he said, but it made no difference.”
In early August she records “a passage at arms with Maud, in which I clearly announced my intention of dispensing with the services of a trained nurse, my good health and simple habits rendering it entirely unnecessary.”
She threatened to write to her man of business.
“I would rather die
,” she said, “than be an old woman with a nurse!”
Maud and Florence wept, argued, implored, but the nurse was dismissed.
The Journal acknowledges that “her ministrations and Dr. Cobb
's diagnosis have been very beneficial to my bodily health.”
On the same day she records the visit of a Persian Prince
, who had come to this country chiefly to see two persons, the President
of the United States
and Mrs. Julia Ward Howe
. “He also claims to be a reincarnation of some remarkable philosopher; and to be so greatly interested in the cause of Peace that he declines to visit our ships now in the harbor here, to which he has been invited.”