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flood gates opened sometimes to a grief which most 

 of the time you must suppress. It helps, and then it 

 seems so much more natural than to go on your way 

 seemingly unchanged. It was very beautiful, and it 

 was Mrs. Gallison's loving thought. She came to me 

 with two of her pupils and waked me with the heav- 

 enly music, but she did not know what associations 

 it had for me and Mary and Sallie. 



September 29, Nahant. — Every spare minute for the 

 last fortnight I have been reading the Browning letters, 

 entering "where angels fear to tread." It is an ex- 

 traordinary experience, a laying bare of souls. You can- 

 not help but read, though it seems such an intrusion. 



October 11. — The little girls lunched with me 

 after passing most of the morning playing with their 

 new stoves. Then we went to walk together and pass- 

 ing a rather poor looking house by the roadside, where 

 in the yard there were crowds of hens, chickens, ducks; 

 we went in and the good woman of the house allowed 

 the little children to feed them; they were enchanted. 

 A little farther on we made a visit to some pussies on 

 the steps of the piazza, and then returning we met 

 Mama on horseback, and she gave them a ride. So 

 the afternoon was quite eventful. 



June 25, 1900. — Went to see Mr. Eliot and he 

 told me of Alex's letter concerning the gift from him- 

 self, Quin, Ida and Pauline, $100,000 for completing 

 the fagade of the Museum of Comparative Zoology. 

 ^Vhat a joy it would have been to their father I 



In the latter part of the summer of this year an indefin- 



