288 ELIZABETH CARY AGASSIZ 
training normal teachers. It is all gratuitous and was 
quite interesting to me, though the ideas about wom- 
en’s education were so limited as compared with ours 
that I was a little puzzled. But the whole visit was 
pleasant, and there was so much warm expression 
from one or two of the professors about Agassiz. It 
carried me back to old times. The little town of Fon- 
tenay is very picturesque, and the park and garden 
attached to the school were charming. 
In her diary, after noting the visit to Fontenay-aux- 
Roses, Mrs. Agassiz adds: “It touches me to see how strong 
the feeling about Agassiz is wherever education is going on.” 
‘Harvey’s Hotel, Curzon Street, London, May 27 
Or all the time-devouring places London is the most 
exasperating. I have not been able to write a home 
letter since I came, and now I can barely do more than 
copy the entries in my little diary, only just to say 
where I have been. 
On arriving here I found a cordial note of welcome 
from Lily Harcourt, asking me to lunch the next day. 
You have no idea how affectionate she was — full of 
the old memories, the days of her mother and father 
and our relations in the past. She is a very lovely, 
loyal friend. The lunch was the usual family lunch, so 
that it gave me a very pleasant opportunity to see 
her husband and her son. 
“The Bull,” Cambridge, June 1 
Tuus far had I written, but the fates intervened and 
I was interrupted, and never could catch on again. So 
