TEE H. BRADFORD New York, February 4, 1896.
What I say which will make you uand how much Teacher and I appreciate your thoughtful kindness in sending us those little souvenirs of the dear room where we first met the best and ki of friends? Indeed, you ever know all the fort you have given us. ut the dear picture on the mantel-pie our room where we see it every day, and I often go and touch it, and somehow I ot help feeling that our beloved friend is very o me.... It was very hard to take up our school wain, as if nothing had happened; but I am sure it is well that we have duties which must be done, and which take our minds away for a time at least from our sorrow....
TO MISS CAROLINE DERBY New York, Mard, 1896. ...We miss dear King John sadly. It was so hard to lose him, he was the best and ki of friends, and I do not know what we shall do without him....
We went to a poultry-show... and the man there kindly permitted us to feel of the birds. They were so tame,
they stood perfectly still when I hahem. I saw great big turkeys, geese, guineas, ducks and many others.
Almost two weeks ago we called at Mr. Huttons and had a delightful time. We always do! We met Mr.
Warhe writer, Mr. Mabie, the editor of the Outlook and other pleasant people. I am sure you would like to know Mr. and Mrs. Hutton, they are so kind and iing. I ever tell you how much pleasure they have given us.
Mr. Warner and Mr. Burroughs, the great lover of nature, came to see us a few days after, and we had a delightful talk with them. They were both very, very dear! Mr. Burroughs told me about his home he Hudson, and what a happy place it must be! I hope we shall visit it some day. Teacher has read me his lively stories about his boyhood, and I ehem greatly. Have you read the beautiful poem, "Waiting"? I know it, and it makes me feel so happy, it has such sweet thoughts. Mr. Warner showed me a scarf-pin with a beetle on it which was made i fifteen hundred years before Christ, and told me that the beetle meant immortality to the Egyptians because it ed itself up ao sleep and came out again in a new form, thus renewing itself.
TO MISS CAROLINE DERBY New York, April 25, 1896. ...My studies are the same as they were when I saw you, except that I have taken up French with a French teacher who es three times a week. I read her lips almost exclusively, (she does not know the manual alphabet) a on quite well. I have read "Le Mede Malgre Lui," a very good Frenedy by Moliere, with pleasure; and they say I speak French pretty well now, and German also. Anyway, Frend German people uand what I am trying to say, and that is very encing. In voice-training I have still the same old difficulties to tend against; and the fulfilment of my wish to speak well seems O, so far away! Sometimes I feel sure that I catch a faint glimpse of the goal I am striving for, but in another minute a bend in the road hides it from my view, and I am agai wandering in the dark! But I try hard not to be disced. Surely we shall all find at last the ideals we are seeking....
TO MR. JOHN HITZ Brewster, Mass. July 15, 1896. ...As to the book, I am sure I shall enjoy it very much when I am admitted, by the magic of Teachers dear fingers, into the panionship of the two sisters who went to the Immortal Fountain.
As I sit by the window writing to you, it is so lovely to have the soft, cool breezes fan my cheek and to feel that the hard work of last year is