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ZZZ (search for this): chapter 22
ort from other worldly imaginings. If God says anything to me now, he says, Thou fool. The truth is that we have no notion of the value and beauty of God's gifts until they are taken from us. Then He may well say: Thou fool, and we can only answer to our name. The Journal says:-- This is the last day of this sorrowful March which took my dear one from me. I seem to myself only dull, hard, and confused under this affliction. I pray God to give me comfort by raising me up that I may be ZZZ Michael. nearer to the higher life into which she and her deai father have passed. And thou? eleison.... Have had an uplifting of soul to-day. Have written to Mary Graves: I am at last getting to stand where I can have some spiritual outlook. The confusion of is not is giving place to the steadfastness of is. Have embodied my thoughts in a poem to my dear Julia and in some pages which I may read at the meeting intended to commemorate her by the New England Woman's Club. The Jou
Myron W. Whitney (search for this): chapter 22
r history Did in your passing fall. Years of sweet converse, of following and dependence, end with this event. So we come to the last day at the ranch, the parting with the dear sister; the departure for San Francisco, laden with roses and good wishes. On the way eastward she stopped at Salt Lake City, and went to the Mormon Tabernacle; an enormous building with a roof like the back of a turtle; many tourists present. The Mormons mostly an ill-looking and ill-smelling crowd. Bishop Whitney, a young man, preached a cosmopolite sermon, quoting Milton and Emerson. He spoke of the Christian Church with patronizing indulgence; insisted upon the doctrine of immediate and personal revelation, and censured the Mormons for sometimes considering their families before their church. Communion, bread in silver baskets and water in silver cups, handed to every one, children partaking with the rest; no solemnity. June 26. To visit the penitentiary, where thirty Mormon bishops are im
Ventura (search for this): chapter 22
ey were in the battlefield. Those were times of sorrow; this is one of joy. Let us thank God, who has given us these victories. The audience rose en masse, and stood while the Battle Hymn was sung, author and audience joining in the chorus. After her second lecture in Santa Barbara, she sauntered a little, and spent a little money. Bought some imperfect pearls which will look'well when set. Wanted a handsome brooch which I saw; thought I had best conquer my desire, and did so. At Ventura: Got so tired that I could hardly dress for lecture. The next day she proposed to Mrs. S. at dinner (1 P. M.) to invite some young people for the evening, promising to play for them to dance. She [Mrs. S.] ordered a buggy and drove about the village. Her son stretched a burlap on the straw matting and waxed it. About thirty came. We had some sweet music, singers with good voices, and among others a pupil of Perabo, who was really interesting and remarkable. At one of the hospitable c
San Geronimo (New Mexico, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
Portland she spent several days, lectured three times, and was most hospitably entertained. On her one disengaged evening she went down into the hotel parlor, played for the guests to dance, played accompaniments for them to sing. She spoke to the school children; she made slight acquaintance with various people, most of whom told her the story of their lives. Briefly, she touched life at every point. Finally, on May 5, she reached San Francisco, and a few hours later the ranch of San Geronimo, where the Mailliards had been living for some years. Situation very beautiful, she says; a cup in the mountains. Here she found her beloved sister Annie, the little Hitter of her early letters; here she spent happy days, warm with outer and inner sunshine. California was a-tiptoe with eagerness to see and hear the author of the Battle Hymn ; many lectures were planned, in San Francisco and elsewhere. The Journal gives but brief glimpses of this California visit, which she always
Santa Barbara (California, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
res, I remember those dreadful battles. It was a question with us women, Will our men prevail? Until they do they will not come home. How we blessed them when they did; how we blessed them with our prayers when they were in the battlefield. Those were times of sorrow; this is one of joy. Let us thank God, who has given us these victories. The audience rose en masse, and stood while the Battle Hymn was sung, author and audience joining in the chorus. After her second lecture in Santa Barbara, she sauntered a little, and spent a little money. Bought some imperfect pearls which will look'well when set. Wanted a handsome brooch which I saw; thought I had best conquer my desire, and did so. At Ventura: Got so tired that I could hardly dress for lecture. The next day she proposed to Mrs. S. at dinner (1 P. M.) to invite some young people for the evening, promising to play for them to dance. She [Mrs. S.] ordered a buggy and drove about the village. Her son stretched a burl
Walla Walla (Washington, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
barrel, all covered with a colored paper; decent enough. Lecture: Polite Society ; well received. The Spokane of to-day may smile at the small things of yesterday; yet our mother always spoke with pleasure of her cordial reception there. Walla Walla, Walula, Paser. In the last-named place she found a tavern with many claimants for beds. Mrs. Isaacs, who came with me from Walla Walla for a little change of air, could not have a separate room, and we were glad to share not only a small rWalla Walla for a little change of air, could not have a separate room, and we were glad to share not only a small room but also a three-quarters bed. I was cramped and slept miserably. She was very quiet and amiable. At Tacoma again (on the way whither she felt as if her life hung by a thread while crossing the Notch), there was but one room for the two ladies, but they occupied it very peacefully. After church at Tacoma we heard singing in one of the parlors, and went in quest of it. In the great parlor of the hotel where hops take place, we found an assemblage of men and women, mostly young, singin
Tonawanda (New York, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
P. M. When the buggy was brought to the door of the hotel, I said: How am I to get in? Take it slow and learn to pedal, said my old driver. Presently he said, I guess you ain't so old as I be. I replied, I am pretty well on toward seventy. Well, I am five years beyond, said he. He drives an accommodation wagon between Perrysburg and Versailles, a small town where a man once wanted to set up a mill, and to buy land and water power, and they would n't sell either. Whereupon he went to Tonawanda and made the place. Guess they'd have done better to gin him the land and water, and to set up his mill for him, said my man, Hinds. On this trip she saw the Mammoth Cave of Kentucky, taking the seven-mile walk; went as far as Kansas City; was received everywhere with delightful warmth. To Laura December 1, 1886. You see, I was waiting for the winter to begin, in order to write you, and that you ought to have known. But bless you, in Gardiner, Maine, you don't know when real Win
Jamaica Plain (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
we find also the record of Julia's parting injunction to her husband: Be kind to the little blind children, for they are papa's children. These parting words, our mother adds, are inscribed on the wall of the Kindergarten for the Blind at Jamaica Plain. Beautiful in life, and most beautiful in death, her sainted memory has a glory beyond that of worldly fame. She considered Julia the most gifted of her children. The Reminiscences speak of her at some length, making mention of her beneft everybody cannot hear Phillips Brooks. I also thought: They can all hear the lesson of heavenly truth in the great Church of All Souls and of All Saints; there is room enough and to spare. She writes a poem for the Blind Kindergarten at Jamaica Plain. I worked at my poem until the last moment and even changed it from the manuscript as I recited it. The occasion was most interesting. Sam Eliot presided, and made a fine opening address, in which he spoke beautifully of dear Julia and h
Spokane (Washington, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
very brave, but I know that she felt it as I did .... To Maud Merchants' Hotel, St. Paul, Minnesota, April 10. So far, so good, my dear sweet child. I got me off as well as possible, though we had many complications and delays as to the ticket. My section was very comfortable. I had supper in the dining-car, and slept well, no theatre-troupe nor D. T. being aboard. I have now got my ticket all straight to 'Frisco, and won't I frisk oh when I get there! The next stop was at Spokane Falls. Here she had a bronchial attack; very hoarse and sore in my throat and chest. Went over my lecture carefully, leaving out some pages. Felt absolute need of tea-stimulant, and went downtown, finding some in a grocer's shop. The good servant Dora made me a hot cup which refreshed me greatly. Very hoarse at my lecture. Opera House a good one enough; for a desk, a box mounted on a barrel, all covered with a colored paper; decent enough. Lecture: Polite Society ; well received. The S
Seattle (Washington, United States) (search for this): chapter 22
nted. His first question was: Are you going to New Zealand immediately? He is a Londoner. Ah, come; with all your States, you can show nothing like London. Being asked for a brief address, he spoke very readily, with a frank, honest face, and in a genial, offhand manner. A good specimen of his sort, not fine-brained, nor over-brained, but believing in religion and glad to devote his life to it. The Bishop has blue eyes and a shaggy head of grizzled hair. After Tacoma came hospitable Seattle ; where she lectured and attended a meeting of the Seattle Emerson Club; then to Olympia, by a small Sound steamer. A queer old bachelor on board, hearing me say that I should like to live in Washington Territory, said he would give me a handsome house and lot if I would live in Olympia, at which several Olympians present laughed. She left Olympia by train, en route for Portland. The conductor, Brown by name, saw the name on her valise, and claimed acquaintance, remembering her when
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