Chapter 13: concerning clubs 1867-1871; aet. 48-52
After such a rush of impression and emotion, the return to everyday life could not fail to bring about a corresponding drop in our mother's mental barometer. Vexations awaited her. The Boylston Place house had been let for a year, and — Green Peace being also let on a long lease — the reunited family took refuge for the winter in the “Doctor's wing” of the Perkins Institution. Again, an extremely unfavorable critique of “Later Lyrics” in a prominent review distressed her greatly; her health was more or less disturbed; above all, the sudden death of John A. Andrew, the beloved and honored friend of many years, saddened both her and the Doctor deeply. All these things affected her spirits to some extent, so that the Journal for the remainder of 1867 is in a minor key. “... In despair about the house....” On hearing of the separation of Charles Sumner from his wife:-- “For men and women to come together is nature — for ”“Behold,” he said, “Life's great impersonate,
Nourished by labor!
Thy gods are gone with old-time faith and fate;
Here is thy Neighbor.J. W. H., A New sculptor.
