y little bit of the bed, you wanted so much of it. This winter, I bought you a pair of snow-boots, of which you were very proud ....
We all got along happily, dear, till early in April (1863), when your father desired me to make a journey with Julia, who needed change of scene a little.
So I had to go and leave you, my sweet of sweets....
We were glad enough to see each other again, you and I, and I felt as if I could never part with you again.
But I was only to have you for a few days,er afflictions.
God bless you all, darling.
Ask dear Cogswell to write me a few lines — tell him that this deep cut makes all my previous life seem shallow and superficial.
Tell him to think of me a little in my great sorrow.
Your loving Julia.
She had by now definitely joined the Unitarian Church, in whose doctrines her mind found full and lasting rest; throughout this sorrowful time the Reverend James Freeman Clarke was one of her kindest helpers.
Several years before this, she