[CHAPTER VIII]
1900-1906
|
... One in whom The spring-tide of her childish years Hath never lost its sweet perfume, Though knowing well that life hath room For many blights and many tears.—Lowell. |
|
In my dreams you are beside me,— Still I hear your tender tone; And your dear eyes light my darkness Till I am no more alone: For with memories I am haunted, And the silence seems to beat With the music of your talking, And the coming of your feet.—L.C.M. |
THE diary during the early months of the year which opened the new century records as often before many kindnesses in the form of reading for various objects:
"Went in evening to read for the Rev. Mr. Shields, of South Boston."
"In the evening read for the College Club. Mrs. Howe presided. The other readers were Dr. Hale, Dr. Ames, Colonel Higginson, J.T. Trowbridge, Judge Grant, and Nathan Haskell Dole."
"Read for the Young Men's Christian Association. I read 'In Arcady,' 'The Name on a Door,' and 'A June Song,' of my own verses; then my paper on the Marstons, entitled 'Five Friends.' People seemed pleased."
Among her numerous generous acts were to be reckoned the many times when, without regard to herself, she assisted at readings or gave a reading entirely by herself.