[Boston—Sunday, 22 March 1868]

Sunday March 22d Yesterday was the grand snow storm of the season. We were half afraid Whittier was “snow bound” again as he came to town the day before and hesitated about returning. I was not out of the house but sat to see it pile itself about the doors and windows in its own inexplicably lovely way. Neither Schlesinger’s music party nor Springfield took us forth. This morning silence reigns abroad & the rifted clouds let us see gleams of blue, but all is cold and silent. We can but rejoice however to have the earth so beautifully mantled during this season of cold winds & sudden frosts.

I have finished “Our Mutual Friend”! One of Dickens’s finest books--now I must go & write Mrs Stowe & Mr. Beecher. The former because of her late letter from Florida, the latter about “Norwood” which by the way I must read first. Unhappily Our M.F. was rather too much for these poor human eyes & I must be careful till those precious luminaries can recuperate. I am full of “Récit d’une Soeur.” I long to have others read it.


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