. Julia Ward Howe 1819-1910 . ss correspond-ence; beside her, on the floor, the baby of the period,equally absorbed in the contents of the waste-paperbasket. Or we see the tall figure of the Doctor, stooping inthe doorway between the two houses, a crowing childon his shoulders, old face and young alight with mer-riment. These were Richards grandbabes; the Hallchildren were the summer delight of the grandparents,as they and their mother usually spent the summer atOak Glen. Friday, September 13. Before I open even my NewTestament to-day, I must make record of the joyfulbirth of Flossys little so
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. Julia Ward Howe 1819-1910 . ss correspond-ence; beside her, on the floor, the baby of the period, equally absorbed in the contents of the waste-paperbasket. Or we see the tall figure of the Doctor, stooping inthe doorway between the two houses, a crowing childon his shoulders, old face and young alight with mer-riment. These were Richards grandbabes; the Hallchildren were the summer delight of the grandparents, as they and their mother usually spent the summer atOak Glen. Friday, September 13. Before I open even my NewTestament to-day, I must make record of the joyfulbirth of Flossys little son [Samuel Prescott Hall]. . .God bless this dear little child! May he bring peaceand love. . During the confinement I could not think of any-thing divine or spiritual. It was Natures grim, me-chanical, traditional task. But now that it is over, my heart remembers that Life is not precious withoutGod, and the living soul just given stands related tothe quickening spirit. ... I can get little time for study, as I must help. SAMUEI, G. HOWE, WITH HIS GRANDCHILDALICE RICHARDS, 1873 THE LAST OF GREEN PEACE 341 nurse dear Flossy. My mind is strangely divided be-tween my dear work and my dear child and grandchild.I must try to keep along with both, but on no accountto neglect the precious grandchild. October 1. O year! thou art running low. The lasttrimester. October 2. This day, thirty-two years ago, my dear-est brother Henry died in my arms, the most agonizingexperience. Never again did Death so enter into myheart, until my lovely son of three years departed manyyears later, leaving a blank as sad and bitter. Henrywas a rare and delicate person. . His life was a mostvaluable one to us for help and counsel, as well asfor affection. Perhaps no one to-day thinks about hisdeath except me, his junior by two years, wearing nowinto the decline of life. Dear brother, I look forwardto the reunion with you, but wish my record werewhiter and brighter. October 5. Boston. Came up for directors me