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You should have seen the wonderfully sweet, solemn look she gave me as she said, “ The Lord bless you, my child!
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Well, I have received a sweet note from Jenny Lind, with her name and her husband's with which to head my subscription list.
They give a hundred dollars. Another hundred is subscribed by Mr. Bowen in his wife's name, and I have put my own name down for an equal amount.
A lady has given me twenty-five dollars, and Mr. Storrs has pledged me fifty dollars. Milly and I are to meet the ladies of Henry's and Dr. Cox's churches to-morrow, and she is to tell them her story.
I have written to Drs. Bacon and Dutton in New Haven to secure a similar meeting of ladies there.
I mean to have one in Boston, and another in Portland.
It will do good to the givers as well as to the receivers.
But all this time I have been so longing to get your letter from New Haven, for I heard it was there.
It is not fame nor praise that contents me. I seem never to have needed love so much as now. I long to hear you say how much you love me. Dear one, if this effort impedes my journey home, and wastes some of my strength, you will not murmur.
When I see this Christlike soul standing so patiently bleeding, yet forgiving, I feel a sacred call to be the helper of the helpless, and it is better that my own family do without me for a while longer than that this mother lose all. I must redeem her.
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