[Manchester—Saturday, 31 August 1872]

Saturday August 31. After our great storm, this morning arises cold and golden. The sunrise light upon the rocks was divine—as indeed is all morning light, but this seemed to possess peculiar inspiration from the Spirit for mankind. But summer is gone now—no more warm mists until October comes with cool mornings and misty noons—then we shall be—where? not here. This one morning hour seems to distance summer.

I go to town today for the first time, thank God! since I saw this harbor of peace. How we have enjoyed it! Too much to write—“nothing to make history of,” I remember gleefully.


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