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I. Still (search for this): chapter 14
his Western mind with the Eastern subtleties of Jew and Greek seems to have struck Christ. He supposed Christ's power over unseen things to be like his own control over things committed to his authority. Then Christ began, perhaps, to see that the other nations of the world would profit by his work and doctrine before his Jewish brethren. My first presidency at the New England Woman's Club.... I do not shine in presiding over a business meeting and some others can do much better than I. Still I think it best to fulfil all expected functions of ordinary occasions, living and learning. ... Negro Christianity. It is something of a very definite and touching character — all forgiving, all believing, making a decided religious impression of its own — the heart so ripe, the intellectual part so little made out, like a fruit which might be all pulp and no fibre. On Sunday we bring back the worn and dim currency of our active life to be redeemed by the pure gold of the Supreme
John Ridley (search for this): chapter 14
ther above does not often give so great a pleasure as I have had in these meetings with you. Let me enshrine this charming and sincere word in my most precious recollection, from the man of sixty-three to the woman of fifty-three. June 27. Left Leeds at 7 A. M., rising at 4.30 .... To Miss [Frances Power] Cobbe's, where met Lady Lyall, Miss Clough, Mrs. Gorton, Jacob Bright, et al. Then to dinner with the dear Seeleys. An unceremonious and delightful meal. Heart of calf. Then to John Ridley's. ... Home late, almost dead — to bed, having been on foot twenty hours. July 4.... Saw a sight of misery, a little crumb of a boy, barefoot, tugging after a hand-organ man, also very shabby. Gave the little one a ha'penny, all the copper I had. But in the heartache he gave me, I resolved, God helping me, that my luxury shall henceforth be to minister to human misery, and to redeem much time and money spent on my own fancies, as I may.. .. She had been asked to attend two important m
December, 1851 AD (search for this): chapter 14
ights, and moved gladly to meet her. Now, as ever, she staked her life upon the red. The empty spaces must be filled. Study no longer sufficed: the need of serving humanity actively, hand and foot, pen and voice, was now urgent. Her first work under this new impulse was for peace. The Franco-Prussian War of 1870 made a deep and painful impression upon her. She had felt a bitter dislike for Louis Napoleon ever since the day when he stabbed France in her sleep by the Coup d'ttat of December, 1851; but she loved France and the French people; the overwhelming defeat, the bitter humiliation suffered by them filled her with sorrow and indignation. In a lecture on Paris she says: The great Exposition of 1867 had drawn together an immense crowd from all parts of the world. Among its marvels, my recollection dwells most upon the gallery of French paintings, in which I stood more than once before a full-length portrait of the then Emperor. Napoleon III. I looked into the face which
January 20th (search for this): chapter 14
s of Women, in London, in the summer of 1872, in which undertaking the cooperation of all persons is earnestly invited. Before continuing the story of this peace crusade, we return to the Journal. The volume for 1871 is fragmentary, the entries mostly brief and far apart. Written and blank pages are alike significant of the movement going on in her mind, the steadily growing desire and resolve to dedicate her life, as her husband had dedicated his, to the highest needs of humanity. January 20. Have been ill all these days. Had a divine glimpse this day, between daylight and dusk, of something like this — a beautiful person splendidly dressed entering a theatre as I have often done with entire delight and forgetfulness of everything else, and the restraining hand of Christ holding me back in the outer darkness — the want and woe of the world, and saying, The true drama of life is here. Oh! that restraining hand had in it the true touch, communicating knowledge of human sorrow
1843 AD (search for this): chapter 14
of it, to herself and to others. We have seen her in London as a bride, enjoying to the full its gayeties and hospitality, as bright a vision as any that met her eyes, with a companion to whom all doors opened eagerly. This was the picture of 1843; that of 1872 is different, indeed. A woman of middle age, quiet in dress and manner, with a serene and constant dignity; a face in which the lines of thought and study were deepening year by year; eyes now flashing with mirth, now tender with , where I simply spoke of my endeavors to enlist the sympathies and efforts of women in behalf of the world's peace. Returning to London, she had the privilege of attending as a delegate one of the great Prison Reform meetings of our day. In 1843, Julia the bride would not have considered it a privilege to attend a meeting for prison reform. She would have shrugged her shoulders, would perhaps have pouted because the Chevalier cared more for these things than for the opera, with Grisi, M
June 18th (search for this): chapter 14
Cast down but not forsaken. . . . I got through better than I feared I might. Felt the method to be the right one, speaking face to face and heart to heart. June 10. Small beer going out of fashion leaves women one occupation the less. Fools are still an institution; and will remain such. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. Othello. June 16.... A good attendance in spite of the heat.... Agonized over my failure to come up to what I had designed to do in the discourse. June 18.... Saw the last of my dear friend E. Twisleton, who took me to the National Gallery, where we saw many precious gems of art.... At parting, he said: The good Father above does not often give so great a pleasure as I have had in these meetings with you. Let me enshrine this charming and sincere word in my most precious recollection, from the man of sixty-three to the woman of fifty-three. June 27. Left Leeds at 7 A. M., rising at 4.30 .... To Miss [Frances Power] Cobbe's, where met Lady
June 16th (search for this): chapter 14
ven.... Got a bad cup of tea -dressed (in my well-worn black silk) and went to the Drawing-Room at Freemasons' Tavern. God knows how I felt. Cast down but not forsaken. . . . I got through better than I feared I might. Felt the method to be the right one, speaking face to face and heart to heart. June 10. Small beer going out of fashion leaves women one occupation the less. Fools are still an institution; and will remain such. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. Othello. June 16.... A good attendance in spite of the heat.... Agonized over my failure to come up to what I had designed to do in the discourse. June 18.... Saw the last of my dear friend E. Twisleton, who took me to the National Gallery, where we saw many precious gems of art.... At parting, he said: The good Father above does not often give so great a pleasure as I have had in these meetings with you. Let me enshrine this charming and sincere word in my most precious recollection, from the man of si
1876 AD (search for this): chapter 14
Such was the beginning of her work for peace, which was to end only with her life. Disappointed in her hope of a world congress, she turned the current of her effort in a new direction. She would have a festival, a day which should be called Mothers' Day, and be devoted to the advocacy of peace doctrines. She chose the second day of June; for many years she and her friends and followers kept this day religiously, with sweet and tender observances which were unspeakably dear to her. In 1876 there was a great peace meeting in Philadelphia. The occasion is thus described by the Reverend Ada C. Bowles: There were delegates from France, Italy, and Germany, each with a burning desire to be heard, and all worth hearing, but none able to speak English. The audience looked to the anxious face of the President with sympathy; then a voice was heard, Call for Mrs. Howe. Those present will never forget how her presence changed the meeting from a threatened failure to a noble success. Th
1874 AD (search for this): chapter 14
s face of the President with sympathy; then a voice was heard, Call for Mrs. Howe. Those present will never forget how her presence changed the meeting from a threatened failure to a noble success. The German, Frenchman, and Italian stood in turn by her side. At the proper moment she lifted a finger, and then gave in her perfect English each speech in full to the delight of the delegates and the admiration of all. The last celebration of her Mothers' Day was held in Riverton, New Jersey, on June 1, 1912, by the Pennsylvania Peace Society, in conjunction with the Universal Peace Union. On the printed invitation to this festival we read Aid it, paper, aid it, pen, Aid it, hearts of earnest men. Julia Ward Howe, 1874. And further on, Thirty-nine years ago Julia Ward Howe instituted this festival for peace,--a time for the women and children to come together; to meet in the country, invite the public, and recite, speak, sing and pray for those things that make for peace.
July 4th (search for this): chapter 14
ith you. Let me enshrine this charming and sincere word in my most precious recollection, from the man of sixty-three to the woman of fifty-three. June 27. Left Leeds at 7 A. M., rising at 4.30 .... To Miss [Frances Power] Cobbe's, where met Lady Lyall, Miss Clough, Mrs. Gorton, Jacob Bright, et al. Then to dinner with the dear Seeleys. An unceremonious and delightful meal. Heart of calf. Then to John Ridley's. ... Home late, almost dead — to bed, having been on foot twenty hours. July 4.... Saw a sight of misery, a little crumb of a boy, barefoot, tugging after a hand-organ man, also very shabby. Gave the little one a ha'penny, all the copper I had. But in the heartache he gave me, I resolved, God helping me, that my luxury shall henceforth be to minister to human misery, and to redeem much time and money spent on my own fancies, as I may.. .. She had been asked to attend two important meetings as American delegate: a peace congress in Paris, and a great prison reform m
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