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I sent ot no answer The weeks

rolled on, and the months It was palpable, that delays which

had kept back one letter for a year ht affect the delivery

of another letter in the sa one's eyes into thick darkness with the vain

endeavour to see soay; very full of society life,

though not of the kind that I cared for I went into it to

please mamma; and succeeded but partially; for she insisted I

was too sober and did not half take the French tone of easy,

light, graceful skis But mamma

could be deep and earnest too on her own subjects of interest

The news of President Lincoln's procla free the

slaves of the rebel States, roused her as much as she could be

roused There were no terainst not only the President, but

everything and everybody that shared Northern growth and

extraction - How bitterly they sneered at "Massachusetts

codfish;" - I think nothing would have induced either of theed to the East or the North,

not only e, were all, figuratively, put under foot and well

trampled on I listened and trembled, sometimes; sometimes I

listened and rejoiced For, after all, my own affairs were not

the whole world; and a thrill of inexpressible joy went

through me when I remembered that my old Maria, and Pete, and