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tant misprint which spoils one of my most cherished 
sentences — and the’ illustrations are much better 
than we expected. When I remember, Sallie, the 
readings with one foot on the fender last winter, the 
doubts and questionings and anxieties in my mind, 
and then the proof sheets last summer, dear Emma, 
I feel profoundly grateful to be so safely through 
and to have had such help and sympathy from you 
both. How little we thought that your first tidings 
of the finished book would be in Rome! What a 
strange game of consequences this world is! I want 
very much to send the book to Mother and you all, 
but Charles Curtis says it would be frightfully expen- 
sive. I’m going to see Fields about it today, and we 
shall manage it if we can. Agassiz longs to have it in 
Mother’s hands; he says of his own dear mother, “If 
she could only have seen the title page, only have 
seen our two names together!” It is so different not to 
have her in the world. How much Father is in my 
mind at this time I cannot tell you. I, too, feel how 
I should have enjoyed taking the book to him, show- 
ing him all the comments upon it. He would have 
been happy about it I know. Mother will say he knows 
all about it, but I don’t feel as if where he is now any 
earthly success would touch him as nearly as it would 
have done here. Nearest to the kind of sympathy I 
should have had from him I got from the dear Aunts 
at Chelsea. One of my greatest rewards has been to 
see the pleasure and fresh child-like interest they feel 
in it. It is so great a thing to be able to give enjoyment 
to your very old friends... . 
