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there together. We went up into Jannettes studio in the garret where she had painted some flowers quite creditably and some where near 4 o'clock left for our return going through Waterville where I had never been before. We drove through [[?]] and reached Clinton in the twilight and got back to [[Thomas?]] with the sense of satisfaction one always feels after visiting with old and sincere friends. Monday, a most glorious day we drove over to Clinton in the forenoon, past the old Institute, now a sort of tenement house and stopped at the Hutchins house where we saw Sarahs sister, Miss Fuller, who had arranged to have us dine there with them and Susan and Mrs Hutchins. Meanwhile we drove up through the village, stopped and saw Augustus Fake, a boy when I was there, now a grey haired, oldish man. Then we went up the streets toward the Seminary which Mrs. Barker built and where I came to see Gertrude the summer she was there and along the street laid out since that time to the cemetery to see the monument Miss Barkers pupils erected to her memory. Mary and Gussie were largely instrumental in accomplishing this most fitting and graceful tribute to their beloved teacher and I had never seen it. It was designed by Calvert and is in a beautiful place and in good preservation. I regret I did not copy the beautiful inscription. Against it lay the little stone which had marked her grave, loosened  from its stone socket. The old cemetery keeper came up while we were there and I paid him a trifle to have it replaced firmly. From here we drove beyond Franklin to call on Jane Barker whom we found at her aunts, Mrs. Landers. Jane came to the door but I did not recognize her at first she had grown so old. I hear she is very poor and dependent and really has no home. It saddened me to see her and to realize that she was so unfortunate and I wished I had it in my power to make her old age comfortable and free from care. We saw her aunt and her daughter Miss Landers who showed us some of her pictures. She teaches painting in one of the seminaries. I think Jane was greatly gratified that I took the trouble to find her and call upon her for from what I heard she is a homeless woman in the place where she was once a leader in society. We drove back to Miss Fullers by agreement and saw Susan Hutchins, and William. Susan was very little changed from my remembrance of her forty years ago to my great delight. William is an invalid but looked just as he used to. We all dined together and talked of the Past and the changes of forty years. After dinner we sat in the parlor and talked of all the people we once knew in our school days, and Susan brought me a little Daguerreotype of Maurice taken about the time he was there at school with me when he was perhaps eight or ten years old. As I looked upon his pretty innocent, childish face all the sad history of his after life rushed before me and I could not control the tears and gave way to a wave of recollection which completely unmanned me. I thought if his mother could have seen this image of his innocent childhood how it would have touched her tender, loving heart. Susan gave it to me and I have brought it home with me but I told her I would have it copied and send it back to her. We had to make our visit all too short and left our house to drive up on College hill past where dear Gertrude

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