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Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Mrs. S. B. Shaw
To Mrs. S. B. Shaw. Wayland, 1876.
I have been gadding unusually for me. I went to the meeting of the Free Religious Association, where I was sorely tempted to speak, because the only woman who did speak was so flippant and conceited that I was ashamed of her. In the same excursion, I spent a day and night at Concord, with the Alcotts.
Mrs. Alcott was a friend of my youth, and the sister of my dear friend, S. J. May.
We had a charming time, talking over the dear old eventful times.
I like L. and her artist-sister, M., very much.
Some people complain that they are brusque; but it is merely because they are very straightforward and sincere.
They have a Christian hatred of lionizing; and the Leo Hunters are a very numerous and impertinent family.
Moreover, they don't like conventional fetters any better than I do. There have been many attempts to saddle and bridle me, and teach me to keep step in respectable processions; but they have never got the lasso over my neck yet, and
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To the same. (search)
To the same. Wayland, 1876.
Whittier, in one of his letters to me, expresses himself about your beloved Robert, thus: I know of nothing nobler or grander than the heroic self-sacrifice of young Colonel Shaw.
The only regiment I ever looked upon during the war was the 54th, on its departure for the South.
I shall never forget the scene.
As he rode at the head of his troops, the very flower of grace and chivalry, he seemed to me beautiful and awful as an angel of God come down to lead the host of freedom to victory.
I have longed to speak the emotions of that hour, but I dared not, lest I should indirectly give a new impulse to war. For his parents I feel that reverence which belongs to the highest manifestation of devotion to duty and forgetfulness of self, in view of the mighty interests of humanity.
There must be a noble pride in their great sorrow.
I am sure they would not exchange their dead son for any living one.
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To the same. (search)
To the same. Wayland, 1876.
The books arrived safely; for which I thank you. I must now tell you of something pleasant that has happened to me. Miss Osgood left $2,000 for the colored people, and appointed me trustee.
I gave $1,000 to the Home for old colored women, and with the remainder I founded a scholarship at Hampton College, Va. Soon after, I chanced to see a letter from a young colored man in Georgia, to a lady who had been his teacher.
He had been working very industriously to earn money to go to Hampton College, and had for that purpose placed $300 in the Freedman's Bank, and lost it all by the dishonesty of the managers.
His letter impressed me very favorably, not only because it was uncommonly well written, but especially because he wrote: Don't beg for me at the North, my good friend.
I will go to work and try again.
I want to row my own boat.
I sent the letter to General Armstrong, and asked that the Osgood scholarship might be bestowed upon him. That would def