[Manchester—Tuesday, 11 July 1876]

Tuesday. Hot, but I never find it too hot in the open fields. They were never a greater luxury of loveliness to me. The trees fanned their great green leaves in the air as if no thought of dryness ever could touch them and the sky was blue and glowing to the zenith. But St. John’s Wort is in bloom and fire-lilies, already. August seems to have thrust herself upon us.

We cannot express the relief it was to us to be rid of the Bigelow girls. I see no ray of superior power in them and a great many downward tendencies which alarmed us and sickened us. We were free & glad as birds, during the afternoon. There was a beautiful rain too after a dry month which has almost ruined the hope of a garden this year.


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