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Chicago, and out to Jefferson | Chicago, and out to Jefferson besides calling at Remsen and Utica. Perhaps you will think that was rather more than a Sabbath days journey. Well it refreshed me notwithstanding and I came down to dinner feeling almost well. | ||
at | I wrote a few lines to M, this morning and that took me out to Jefferson. I went there just as they were getting breakfast Oh! how dreary it looks there, the leaden hue of this leaden sky is resting on everything. I can hardly think that when the warm summer sunshine comes things will brighten as the used. and yet I know they will. The weeks that are past and the present presses hard upon us. but I try to look away Here where every one is so cheerful and kind I begin to live again yet I cannot forget M's discouraged face and Mothers restless unhappy one. M sings about her work though not as much as she used but her songs are all patience and resignation - very seldom a strain that sounds | ||
think that was rather more than a Sabbath | |||
days journey. Well it refreshed me | |||
almost well. | |||
I wrote a few lines to M, this morning | |||
and that took me out to Jefferson. I | |||
went there just as they were getting | |||
leaden hue of this leaden sky is resting on | |||
everything. I can hardly think that when | |||
the warm summer sunshine comes things | |||
will brighten as the used and yet I know | |||
they will. The weeks that are past and | |||
the present presses hard upon us but I | |||
try to look away | |||
so cheerful and kind I begin to live again | |||
yet I cannot forget M's discouraged face | |||
and Mothers restless unhappy one. M sings | |||
about her work though not as much as | |||
she used but her songs are all patience and | |||
resignation | |||
Latest revision as of 17:36, 31 January 2021
Chicago, and out to Jefferson besides calling at Remsen and Utica. Perhaps you will think that was rather more than a Sabbath days journey. Well it refreshed me notwithstanding and I came down to dinner feeling almost well.
I wrote a few lines to M, this morning and that took me out to Jefferson. I went there just as they were getting breakfast Oh! how dreary it looks there, the leaden hue of this leaden sky is resting on everything. I can hardly think that when the warm summer sunshine comes things will brighten as the used. and yet I know they will. The weeks that are past and the present presses hard upon us. but I try to look away Here where every one is so cheerful and kind I begin to live again yet I cannot forget M's discouraged face and Mothers restless unhappy one. M sings about her work though not as much as she used but her songs are all patience and resignation - very seldom a strain that sounds