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public honor of my life.
I record it for my grandchildren.”
The November pages of the Journal are blank, but on that for November 21 is pasted a significant note.
It is from the secretary of the National Sailors' Fair, and conveys the thanks of the Board of Managers to Mrs. Howe “for her great industry and labor in editing the ‘Boatswain's Whistle.’
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Neither Journal nor “Reminiscences” has one word to say about fair or paper; yet both were notable.
The great war-time fairs were far more than a device for raising money.
They were festivals of patriotism; people bought and sold with a kind of sacred ardor.
This fair was Boston's contribution toward the National Sailors' Home.
It was held in the Boston Theatre, which for a week was transformed into a wonderful hive of varicolored bees, all “workers,” all humming and hurrying.
The “Boatswain's Whistle” was the organ of the fair.
There were ten numbers of the paper: it lies before us now, a small folio volume of eighty pages.
Title and management are indicated at the top of the first column:--
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