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Sunday Nov. 11", 1883. A grey quiet day, the view perfectly quiet. I wrote to Lucy, Sara, Girard and I went to the Presbyterian church to hear Mrs. Magees historical address preparatory to the celebration of the semi centennial anniversary of the Church on Wednesday. I read over some of Gertrudes and my letters of 1856-7 & 8 which I found in a box down in the carriage house. How little money we had and how often we were anxious about our money affairs, and yet how little it affected our happiness. Dear Gertrudes love for me was my great wealth. In all her letters that is most conspicuous. She never tired of telling me over and over again of her love. How can I live without her now I often ask myself. I took up a few Petunias and Verbenas yesterday from my mothers garden. How plainly I could see her as she used to busy herself out there and she too is gone. How many sad things have occurred in our family within the past year. First Dennings accident and its attendant anxieties, then poor Maurices death followed by the breach between Downing and Edwina and now our dear mothers death. Still as I wrote Lucy yesterday we do not grieve hopelessly but are cheerful and happy thank Heaven. I am glad that I can feel so for I am easily saddened and cast down, particularly by these inevitable changes and losses in our household.  

Monday 12. Helped Sara make the changes in my dear mothers room.  We took down the bed in what is called the library where my father slept, and put it up there. The little iron bedstead and mattress which my mother used belonged to Mary and we sent it to N.Y. Her invalid chair went back to Mary Gifford today by express and so the familiar things are gradually giving place to others and being put out of sight. Unhappy task, but we strive against dejection in all our tender recollections of the dear mother who is gone. We are beginning to receive letters from my mother's and our friends. All speak in such terms of praise and affection of her. I had a letter from Mrs. Sanger in which she tells me she is going to write an obituary notice for the Leader, the Universalist paper and asking me for certain data, which I wrote out and sent her at once.  We are all very glad she is going to do this.  

Tuesday 13. The wind blew with great violence last night and the papers this morning report it as very severe over a wide area. The mountains are white 

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