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  pointofmytheologicalcareer。WhenthemoneywasgoneIsucceededinobtainingmoreworkfromtimetotime——andthoughthegrindwasstillcruellyhard,Ineveragainlosthope。ThetheologicalschoolwasonBromfieldStreet,andwestudentsclimbedthreeflightsofstairstoreachourclass—rooms。

  ThroughlackofproperfoodIhadbecometooweaktoascendthesestairswithoutsittingdownonceortwicetorest,andwithinamonthaftermyexperiencewiththeappreciativegrandmotherI

  wasdiscoveredduringoneoftheserestingperiodsbyMrs。Barrett,thesuperintendentoftheWoman’sForeignMissionarySociety,whichhadofficesinourbuilding。Shestopped,lookedmeover,andtheninvitedmeintoherroom,wheresheaskedmeifIfeltill。IassuredherthatIdidnot。Sheaskedagreatmanyadditionalquestionsand,littlebylittle,underthewomanlysympathyofthem,myreservebrokedownandshefinallygotatthetruth,whichuntilthathourIhadsucceededinconcealing。Sheletmeleavewithoutmuchcom—

  ment,butthenextdaysheagaininvitedmeintoherofficeandcamedirectlytothepurposeoftheinterview。

  ``MissShaw,’’shesaid,``Ihavebeentalkingtoafriendofmineaboutyou,andshewouldliketomakeabargainwithyou。Shethinksyouarework—

  ingtoohard。Shewillpayyouthreedollarsandahalfaweekfortherestofthisschoolyearifyouwillpromisetogiveupyourpreaching。Shewantsyoutorest,study,andtakecareofyourhealth。’’

  Iaskedthenameofmyunknownfriend,butMrs。Barrettsaidthatwastoremainasecret。Shehadbeengivenacheckforseventy—eightdollars,andfromthis,sheexplained,myallowancewouldbepaidinweeklyinstalments。Itookthemoneyverygratefully,andafewyearslaterIreturnedtheamounttotheMissionarySociety;butIneverlearnedtheidentityofmybenefactor。Herthreedollarsandahalfaweek,addedtotheweeklytwodollarsIwasallowedforroomrent,atoncesolvedtheproblemofliving;andnowthatmeal—hourshadameaninginmylife,myhealthimprovedandmyhorizonbrightened。Ispentmostofmyeveningsinstudy,andmySundaysinthechurchesofPhil—

  lipsBrooksandJamesFreemanClark,myfavoriteministers。Also,Ijoinedtheuniversity’spraying—

  bandofstudents,andtookpartinthemissionary—

  workamongthewomenofthestreets。IhadneverforgottenmyearlyfriendinLawrence,thebeautiful``mysteriouslady’’whohadlovedmeasachild,and,inmemoryofher,Isetearnestlyabouttheefforttohelpunfortunatesofherclass。Iwentintothehomesofthesewomen,followedthemtothestreetsandthedance—halls,talkedtothem,prayedwiththem,andmadefriendsamongthem。

  SomeofthemIwasabletohelp,butmanywerebeyondhelp;andIsoonlearnedthattheeffectiveworkinthatfieldistheworkwhichisdoneforwomenbefore,notafter,theyhavefallen。

  Duringmyvacationinthesummerof1876IwenttoCapeCodandearnedmyexpensesbysubstitutinginlocalpulpits。Here,atEastDennis,Iformedthefriendshipwhichbroughtmeatoncethegreatesthappinessandthedeepestsorrowofthatperiodofmylife。MynewfriendwasawidowwhosenamewasPersisAddy,andshewasalsothedaughterofCaptainPrinceCrowell,thenthemostprominentmanintheCapeCodcommunity——abankpresident,arailroaddirector,andacitizenofwealth,aswealthwasratedinthosedays。WhenIreturnedtothetheologicalschoolintheautumnMrs。AddycametoBostonwithme,andfromthattimeuntilherdeath,twoyearslater,welivedtogether。Shewasimmenselyinterestedinmywork,andthefriendlypartshetookinitdivertedhermindfromthebe—

  reavementoverwhichshehadbroodedforyears,whiletomehercomingopenedwindowsintoanewworld。Iwasnolongerlonely;andthoughinmylifewithherIpaidmywaytotheextentofmysmallincome,shegavememyfirstexperienceofanexistenceinwhichcomfortandculture,recreation,andleisurelyreadingwerecheerfulcommonplaces。

  ForthefirsttimeIhadsomeonetocomehometo,someonetoconfidein,someonetotalkto,listento,andlove。Wereadtogetherandwenttocon—

  certstogether;anditwasduringthiswinterthatI

  attendedmyfirsttheatricalperformance。ThestarwasMaryAnderson,in``PygmalionandGalatea,’’

  andplayandplayercharmedmesoutterlythatI

  sawthemeverynightthatweek,sittinghighinthegalleryandenjoyingtotheutmosttheunfoldingofthisnewdelight。ItwassoglowingapleasurethatIlongedtomakesomereturntothegiverofit;butnotuntilmanyyearsafterward,whenImetMa—

  dameNavarroinLondon,wasIabletotellherwhattheexperiencehadbeenandtothankherforit。

  Ididnotlongenjoytheglimpsesintomynewworld,forsoon,andmosttragically,itwasclosedtome。InthespringfollowingourfirstBostonwintertogetherMrs。AddyandIwenttoHingham,Massachusetts,whereIhadbeenappointedtempo—

  rarypastoroftheMethodistChurch。ThereMrs。

  Addywastakenill,andasshegrewsteadilyworsewereturnedtoBostontolivenearthebestavaila—

  blephysicians,whoformonthstheorizedoverhermaladywithoutbeingabletodiagnoseit。Atlastherfather,CaptainCrowell,senttoParisforDr。

  Brown—Sequard,thenthemostdistinguishedspecial—

  istofhisday,andDr。Brown—Sequard,whenhearrivedandexaminedhispatient,discoveredthatshehadatumoronthebrain。Shehadhadagreatshockinherlife——thetragicdeathofherhusbandatseaduringtheirweddingtouraroundtheworld——

  anditwasbelievedthatherdiseasedatedfromthattime。Nothingcouldbedoneforher,andshefaileddailyduringoursecondyeartogether,anddiedinMarch,1878,justbeforeIfinishedmytheologicalcourseandwhileIwasstilltemporarypastorofthechurchatHingham。EverymomentIcouldtakefrommyparishandmystudiesIspentwithher,andthoseweresorrowfulmonths。Inherpoor,torturedbraintheideaformedthatI,notshe,wasthesickpersoninourfamilyoftwo,andwhenwewereathometogethersheinsistedthatImustliedownandlethernurseme;thenforhoursshebroodedoverme,tryingtorelievetheagonyshebelievedIwasexperiencing。WhenatlastshewasatpeaceherfatherandItookherhometoCapeCodandlaidherinthegraveyardofthelittlechurchwherewehadmetatthebeginningofourbriefandbeautifulfriendship;andthesubsequentlonelinessIfeltwasfargreaterthananyIhadeversufferedinthepast,fornowIhadlearnedthemeaningofcom—

  panionship。

  ThreemonthsafterMrs。Addy’sdeathIgrad—

  uated。Shehadplannedtotakemeabroad,andduringourfirstwintertogetherwehadspentcount—

  lesshourstalkinganddreamingofourEuropeanwanderings。WhenshefoundthatshemustdieshemadeherwillandleftmefifteenhundreddollarsforthevisittoEurope,insistingthatImustcarryouttheplanwehadmade;andduringherconsciousperiodssheconstantlytalkedofthisandmademepromisethatIwouldgo。Afterherdeathitseemedtomethattogowithoutherwasimpossible。Every—

  thingofbeautyIlookeduponwouldholdmemoriesofher,keepingfreshmysorrowandemphasizingmyloneliness;butitwasherlastexpresseddesirethatIshouldgo,andIwent。

  First,however,Ihadgraduated——cladinabrand—

  newblacksilkgown,andwithfivedollarsinmypocket,whichIkeptthereduringthegraduationexercises。Ifeltaspecialsatisfactioninthepos—

  sessionofthatmoney,for,notwithstandingthehandicapofbeingawoman,Iwassaidtobetheonlymemberofmyclasswhohadworkedduringtheentirecourse,graduatedfreefromdebt,andhadanewoutfitaswellasafewdollarsincash。

  Igraduatedwithoutanyspecialhonors。Pos—

  siblyImighthavewonsomeifIhadmadetheeffort,butmygraduationyear,asIhavejustexplained,hadbeenverydifficult。Asitwas,Iwasmerelyagoodaveragestudent,feelingmyisolationastheonlywomaninmyclass,butcertainlynotspurringonmymenassociatesbythedisplayofanybrilliantgifts。Naturally,Imissedagreatdealofclassfellowshipandclasssupport,andthroughoutmyentirecourseIrarelyenteredmyclass—roomwith—

  outtheabysmalconvictionthatIwasnotreallywantedthere。Butsomeofthemenweregood—

  humoredlycordial,andseveralofthemareamongmyfriendsto—day。BetweenmyselfandmyfamilytherestillexistedthebreachIhadcreatedwhenIbegantopreach。WiththeexceptionofMaryandJames,mypeopleopenlyregardedme,duringmytheologicalcourse,asadwellerinouterdarkness,andevenmymother’slovewascloudedbywhatshefelttobemydeliberateandpersistentfloutingofherwishes。

  Towardtheendofmyuniversityexperience,how—

  ever,anincidentoccurredwhichapparentlychangedmymother’sviewpoint。ShewasnowlivingwithmysisterMary,inBigRapids,Michigan,and,ontheoccasionofoneofmyrareandbriefvisitstothemIwasinvitedtopreachinthelocalchurch。

  Here,forthefirsttime,mymotherheardme。

  Dutifullyescortedbyoneofmybrothers,sheat—

  tendedchurchthatmorninginastateofshiveringnervousness。Idonotknowwhatsheexpectedmetodoorsay,buttowardtheendofthesermonitbecameclearthatIhadnotjustifiedherfears。

  Thelookofintenseapprehensionlefthereyes,herfeaturesrelaxedintoplacidity,andlaterinthedayshepaidmethehighestcomplimentIhadyetre—

  ceivedfromamemberofmyfamily。

  ``Ilikedthesermonverymuch,’’shepeacefullytoldmybrother。``Annadidn’tsayanythingabouthell,oraboutanythingelse!’’

  Whenwelaughedatthishandsometribute,shehastenedtoqualifyit。

  ``WhatImean,’’sheexplained,``isthatAnnadidn’tsayanythingobjectionableinthepulpit!’’

  AndwiththisrecognitionIwascontent。

  BetweenthedeathofmyfriendandmydepartureforEuropeIburiedmyselfintheworkoftheuni—

  versityandofmylittlechurch;andasifinanswertothecallofmyneed,MaryE。Livermore,whohadgivenmethefirstprofessionalencouragementI

  hadeverreceived,re—enteredmylife。Herhusband,likemyself,waspastorofachurchinHingham,andwheneverhisfinancesgrewlow,ortherewasneedofafundforsomespecialpurpose——conditionsthatusuallyexistinasmallchurch——hisbrilliantwifecametohisassistanceandraisedthemoney,whileherhusbandretiredmodestlytothebackgroundandregardedherwithadoringeyes。Ononeoftheseoccasions,Iremember,whensheenteredthepulpittopreachhersermon,shedroppedherbon—

  netandcoatonanunoccupiedchair。Alittlelatertherewasneedofthischair,andMr。Livermore,whosatunderthepulpit,leanedforward,pickedupthegarments,and,withouttheleasttraceofself—

  consciousness,heldtheminhislapthroughoutthesermon。Oneofthemembersofthechurch,whoappearedtobeirritatedbytheincident,laterspokeofittohimandadded,sardonically,``Howdoesitfeeltobemerely`Mrs。Livermore’shusband’?’’

  InreplyMr。Livermoreflashedonhimoneofhischarmingsmiles。``Why,I’mveryproudofit,’’

  hesaid,withtheutmostcheerfulness。``Yousee,I’mtheonlymanintheworldwhohasthatdis—

  tinction。’’

  Theywereacharmingcouple,theLivermores,andtheydeservedfarmorethantheyreceivedfromaworldtowhichtheygavesofreelyandsorichly。

  Tome,astoothers,theyweremorethankind;andIneverrecallthemwithoutadeepfeelingofgrati—

  tudeandanequallydeepsenseoflossintheirpassing。

  Itwasduringthisperiod,also,thatImetFrancesE。Willard。TherewasagreatMoodyrevivalinprogressinBoston,andMissWillardwastheright—

  handassistantofMr。Moody。Toherthatrevivalmusthavebeenmarkedwithastar,forduringitshemetforthefirsttimeMissAnnaGordon,whobecameherlife—longfriendandherbiographer。

  Themeetingsalsolaidthefoundationofourfriend—

  ship,andformanyyearsMissWillardandIwerecloselyassociatedinworkandaffection。

  Onthesecondorthirdnightoftherevival,dur—

  ingoneofthe``mixedmeetings,’’attendedbybothwomenandmen,Mr。Moodyinvitedthosewhowerewillingtotalktosinnerstocometothefront。I

  wentdowntheaislewithothers,andfoundaseatnearMissWillard,towhomIwasthenintroducedbysomeonewhoknewusboth。Iworemyhairshortinthosedays,andIhadalittlefurcaponmyhead。ThoughIhadbeenpreachingforseveralyears,Ilookedabsurdlyyoung——fartooyoung,itsoonbecameevident,tointerestMr。Moody。Hewasalreadymovingaboutamongthemenandwomenwhohadrespondedtohisinvitation,andonebyoneheinvitedthemtospeak,passingmeeachtimeuntilatlastIwasleftalone。ThenhetookpityonmeandcametomysidetowhisperkindlythatIhadmisunderstoodhisinvitation。

  Hedidnotwantyounggirlstotalktohispeople,hesaid,butmaturewomenwithworldlyexperi—

  ence。Headvisedmetogohometomymother,adding,tosoftentheblow,thatsometimeinthefuturewhentherewereyounggirlsatthemeetingIcouldcomeandtalktothem。

  Imadenoexplanationstohim,butstartedtoleave,andMissWillard,whosawmedeparting,fol—

  lowedandstoppedme。SheaskedwhyIwasgoing,andItoldherthatMr。Moodyhadsentmehometogrow。FrancesWillardhadakeensenseofhumor,andsheenjoyedthejokesothoroughlythatshefinallyconvincedmeitwasamusing,thoughatfirstthehumorofithadescapedme。ShetookmebacktoMr。Moodyandexplainedthesituationtohim,andheapologizedandputmetowork。HesaidhehadthoughtIwasaboutsixteen。AfterthatI

  occasionallyhelpedhimintheintervalsofmyotherwork。

  ThetimehadcometofollowMrs。Addy’swishesandgotoEurope,andIsailedinthemonthofJunefollowingmygraduation,andtraveledforthreemonthswithapartyoftouristsunderthedirectionofEbenTourgee,oftheBostonConservatoryofMusic。WelandedinGlasgow,andfromtherewenttoEngland,Belgium,Holland,Germany,France,andlastofalltoItaly。Ourcompanyin—

  cludedmanyclergymenandanever—to—be—forgottenwidowwhoselight—heartedattitudetowardthemem—

  oryofherdepartedspousefurnishedthecomedyofourfirstvoyage。Itbecameapetdiversiontoaskherifherhusbandstilllived,forshealwaysansweredthequestioninthesamemournfulwords,andwiththesamemannerofirrepressiblegaiety。

  ``Ohno!’’shewouldchirp。``MydeardepartedhasbeeninourHeavenlyFather’shouseforthepasteightyears!’’

  Atitsbest,thevacationwithoutmyfriendwastragicallyincomplete,andonlyafewofitsincidentsstandoutwithclearnessacrosstheforty—sixyearsthathavepassedsincethen。Onemorning,Ire—

  member,IpreachedanimpromptusermonintheCastleofHeidelbergbeforealargegathering;andalittlelater,inGenoa,Ipreachedaverydifferentsermontoawhollydifferentcongregation。Therewasagospel—shipintheharbor,andoneSaturdaythepastorofitcameashoretoaskifsomeAmericanclergymaninourpartywouldpreachonhisshipthenextmorning。Hewasanold—time,orthodoxPresbyterian,andfromthetipsofhisbroad—soledshoestotheseverepartinthehairabovehissancti—

  moniousbrowhelookedthetype。Iwasnotpres—

  sentwhenhecalledatourhotel,andmyabsencegavemyfellow—clergymenanopportunitytoplayajokeonthegentlemanfromthegospel—ship。Theyassuredhimthat``Dr。Shaw’’wouldpreachforhim,andthepastorreturnedtohispostgreatlypleased。

  Whentheytoldmeofhisinvitation,however,theydidnotaddthattheyhadneglectedtotellhimDr。

  Shawwasawoman,andIwasgreatlyelatedbythecomplimentIthoughthadbeenpaidme。

  Ourentirepartyofthirtywentouttothegospel—

  shipthenextmorning,andwhenthepastorcametomeetus,lankandforbidding,hisausterelipsvainlytryingtocurveintoasmileofwelcome,theyintro—

  ducedmetohimastheministerwhowastodeliverthesermon。Hehadjusttakenmyhand;hedroppeditasifithadburnedhisown。Foramo—

  menthehadnowordstomeetthecrisis。Thenhestutteredsomethingtotheeffectthatthesituationwasimpossiblethathismenwouldnotlistentoawoman,thattheywouldmobher,thatitwouldbeblasphemousforawomantopreach。Myasso—

  ciates,whohadsolight—heartedlyletmeinforthisunpleasantexperience,nowrealizedthattheymustseemethroughit。Theypersuadedhimtoallowmetopreachthesermon。

  Withdeepreluctancethepastorfinallyacceptedmeandthesituation;butwhenthemomentcametointroduceme,hedevotedmostofhistimetoheartfeltapologiesformypresence。HeexplainedtothesailorsthatIwasawoman,andfervidlyassuredthemthathehimselfwasnotresponsibleformyappearancethere。Witheverywordheut—

  teredheputabrickinthewallhewasbuildingbe—

  tweenmeandthecrew,untilatlastIfeltthatI

  couldnevergetpastit。Iwasveryunhappy,verylonely,veryhomesick;andsuddenlythethoughtcametomethatthesemen,notwithstandingtheirsulleneyesandforbiddingfaces,mightbelonelyandhomesick,too。Idecidedtotalktothemasawomanandnotasaminister,andIcamedownfromthepulpitandfacedthemontheirownlevel,look—

  ingthemoverandmentallyselectingthehardestspecimensofthelotasthespecialobjectsofmyappeal。Oneoldfellow,wholookedlikeapiratewithhisred—rimmedeyes,weather—beatenskin,andfimbriatedface,grinnedupatmeinsuchsardonicchallengethatIwalkeddirectlyinfrontofhimandbegantospeak。Isaid:

  ``Myfriends,IhopeyouwillforgeteverythingDr。Blankhasjustsaid。ItistruethatIamaminister,andthatIcameheretopreach。ButnowIdonotintendtopreach——onlytohaveafriendlytalk,onatextwhichisnotintheBible。Iamveryfarfromhome,andIfeelashomesickassomeofyoumenlook。Somytextis,`Blessedarethehome—

  sick,fortheyshallgohome。’’’

  InmysummersatCapeCodIhadlearnedsome—

  thingaboutsailors。Iknewthatintheinprepos—

  sessingcongregationbeforemethereweremanyboyswhohadrunawayfromhome,andmenwhohadlefthomebecauseoffamilytroubles。Italkedtotheyoungmenfirst,tothosewhohadforgottentheirmothersandthoughttheirmothershadfor—

  gottenthem,andItoldofmyexperienceswithwaiting,heavy—heartedmotherswhohadsonsatsea。Someheadswentdownatthat,andhereandthereIsawaboygulp,buttheoldfellowIwaspar—

  ticularlyanxioustomovestillgrinnedupatmelikeamaliciousmonkey。ThenItalkedofthesailor’swife,andofherdoubleburdenofhomemakingandanxiety,andsoonIcouldpickoutsomeofthehus—

  bandsbytheirsoftenedfaces。Butstillmyoldmangrinnedandsquinted。LastofallIdescribedthewhalerswhowereabsentfromhomeforyears,andwhocamebacktofindtheirchildrenandtheirgrandchildrenwaitingforthem。ItoldhowIhadseenthem,inourNewEnglandcoasttowns,covered,asashipiscoveredwithbarnacles,bygrandchildrenwhorodeontheirshouldersandsatastrideoftheirnecksastheywalkeddownthevillagestreets。Andnowatlastthesneerleftmyoldman’slooselips。

  Hehadgrandchildrensomewhere。Hetwistedun—

  easilyinhisseat,coughed,andfinallytookoutabigredhandkerchiefandwipedhiseyes。Theepisodeencouragedme。

  ``WhenIcamehere,’’Iadded,``Iintendedtopreachasermonon`TheHeavenlyVision。’NowI

  wanttogiveyouaglimpseofthatinadditiontothevisionwehavehadofhome。’’

  Iendedwithabitofthesermonandaprayer,andwhenIraisedmyheadtheoldmanofthesar—

  donicgrinwasstandingbeforeme。

  ``Missus,’’hesaidinahuskywhisper,``I’dliketoshakeyourhand。’’

  Itookhishardoldfist,andthen,seeingthatmanyoftheothersailorswerebeginningtomovehospitablybutshylytowardme,Isaid:

  ``Iwouldliketoshakehandswitheverymanhere。’’

  Atthewordstheysurgedforward,andtheaffairbecameareception,duringwhichIshookhandswitheverysailorofmycongregation。Thenextdaymyhandwasswollenoutofshape,forthesailorshadgrippeditasiftheywerehaulingonahawser;buttheexperiencewasworththediscomfort。Thebestmomentofthemorningcame,however,whenthepastoroftheshipfacedme,goggle—eyedandmar—

  veling。

  ``Iwouldn’thavebelievedit,’’wasallhecouldsay。``Ithoughtthemenwouldmobyou。’’

  ``Whyshouldtheymobme?’’Iwantedtoknow。

  ``Why,’’hestammered,``becausethethingisso——so——unnatural。’’

  ``Well,’’Isaid,``ifitisunnaturalforwomentotalktomen,wehavebeenlivinginanunnaturalworldforalongtime。Moreover,ifitisunnatural,whydidJesussendawomanoutasthefirstpreach—

  er?’’

  Hewaivedadiscussionofthatquestionbyinvit—

  ingusalltohiscabintodrinkwinewithhim——andaswewere``totalabstainers,’’itseemedasun—

  naturaltoustohavehimofferuswineasawoman’spreachinghadseemedtohim。

  ThenextEuropeanincidentonwhichmemorythrowsahigh—lightwasouraudiencewithPopeLeoXIII。AstherewereseveraldistinguishedAmericansinourparty,aprivateaudiencewasar—

  rangedforus,andfordaysbeforethetimeappointedwenervouslyrehearsedtheetiquetteoftheoc—

  casion。WhenwereachedtheVaticanweweremarchedbetweenrowsofSwissGuardstotheThroneRoom,onlytolearntherethatweweretobereceivedintheTapestryRoom。HerewefoundaveryimpressiveassemblageofcardinalsandVaticanofficials,andwhilewewerestilllostinthebeautyofthepicturetheymadeagainsttheroom’ssuperbbackground,theapproachofthePopewasannounced。Everyoneimmediatelyknelt,exceptafewpersonswhotriedtoshowtheirdemocracybystanding;butIamsurethateventheseindividualsfeltathrillwhentheslight,exquisitefigureappearedatthedoorandgaveusageneralbenediction。ThenthePopepassedslowlydowntheline,offeringhishandtoeachofus,andradiatingacharmsograciousandsohumanthatfewfailedtorespondtotheappealofhisengagingpersonality。TherewasnothingfleshlyaboutLeoXIII。Hisbodywassofrail,sowraithlike,thatonealmostexpectedtoseethroughitthemagnificenttapestriesonthewalls。

  Butfromthemomentheappearedeveryeyeclungtohim,everythoughtwasconcentrateduponhim。

  ThiseffectIthinkhewouldhaveproducedevenifhehadcomeamongusunrecognized,forthroughthethinshellthathouseditshonethesteadyflameofawonderfulspirit。

  IhadpreviouslyremarkedtomyfriendsthatkissingthePope’sringaftersomanyotherlipshadtoucheditdidnotappealtomeashygienic,andthatIintendedtokisshishandinstead。Whenmyop—

  portunitycameIkeptmyword;butafterIhadkissedthevenerablehandIremainedkneelingforaninstantwithbowedhead,alittleaghastatmydaring。ThegentleFatherthought,however,thatIwaswaitingforaspecialblessing。Hegaveittomegravelyandpassedon,andIdevotedthenextfewhourstoungodlycrowingovertheassoci—

  ateswhohadreceivednosuchindividualatten—

  tion。

  InVeniceweattendedthegreatfetecelebratingthefirstvisitofKingHumbertandQueenMar—

  gherita。ItwasalsothefirsttimeVenicehaden—

  tertainedaqueensincetheItalianunion,andthesea—queenoftheAdriaticoutdidherselfinthegor—

  geousnessandthebeautyofherpreparations。TheGrandCanalwaslikeaflowingrainbow,reflectingthebrilliantdecorationsoneveryside,andatnightthemoonlight,themusic,thechimingchurch—bells,thecoloredlanterns,thegayvoices,thelappingwatersagainstthesidesofcountlessgondolasmadetheexperienceseemlikeadreamofanewandun—

  believablybeautifulworld。Fortythousandper—

  sonsweregatheredintheSquareofSt。MarkandinfrontofthePalace,andIrecallaprettyincidentinwhichthegraciousQueenandalittlestreeturchinfigured。Thesmall,raggedboyhadcreptasclosetotheroyalbalconyashedared,andthen,unobserved,hadclimbeduponeofitspillars。Atthemomentwhenasuddenhushhadfallenonthecrowdthisinfant,overcomebypatriotismandaglimpseoftheroyalladyonthebalconyabovehim,suddenlypipedupshrillyinthesilence。``LonglivetheQueen!’’hecried。``LonglivetheQueen!’’

  ThegraciousMargheritaheardthechildishvoice,and,amusedandinterested,leanedoverthebal—

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