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55 outer bag had cracked one of her cylinders and returned to the city, so directly after breakfast although it was raining I set out to try to reach the ship which was anchored in the stream, to deliver her the package. I did not know where to go, was landed in Jersey City two miles below the White Star dock and when I reached there had to come over to New York again. Then I wandered up and down the docks in the rain trying to find the tug which I was told attended on the steamer. Just as I was about to give up in despair I found her and from a passenger learned that the tug would go out to the ship at 2 o'clock. It was 12 then and raining so I came home intending to go back in time to go out to the ship, but I found Eastman Johnson his wife and her sister Sarah here come to urge us to go up to dine with them. He advised me to send the package to England by mail and I finally concluded I would and we went up with them. Eastman and I talked of the Academy affairs and finally as we could hit upon no plan both concluded the only thing to do was to go to the meeting on Wednesday and let affairs take their course. I anticipate nothing but confusion, no one to take hold of the sinking ship and that our academy that ought to be our pride and glory will go down on account of the apathy of some and the unwise measures which have been forced upon it by others. Annie Holland, Katie and a son of Rev George McDonald of England called on us yesterday to tell us Mr. McDonald would preach in Dr. Belleres church this evening and so we all came down from Eastmans to the church to find it crowded as we were late and as we had to stand in the aisle and could not hear Mr. McDonald on account of an
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