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"Compiled From Her Letters and Journals by Her Son Charles Edward Stowe"


Besides, I think some day we shall find a law by which all these facts
will fall into their places.
I hope now this subject does not bore you: it certainly is one that
seems increasingly to insist on getting itself heard. It is going on
and on, making converts, who are many more than dare avow themselves,
and for my part I wish it were all brought into the daylight of
inquiry.
Let me hear from you if ever you feel like it. I know too well the
possibilities and impossibilities of a nature like yours to ask more,
but it can do you no harm to know that I still think of you and love
you as ever.
Faithfully yours,
H. B. STOWE.
THE PRIORY, 21 NORTH BANK, REGENT'S PARK, _March_ 4, 1872.
DEAR, FRIEND,--I can understand very easily that the two last years
have been full for you of other and more imperative work than the
writing of letters not absolutely demanded either by charity or
business. The proof that you still think of me affectionately is very
welcome now it has come, and more cheering because it enables me to
think of you as enjoying your retreat in your orange orchard,--your
western Sorrento--the beloved rabbi still beside you. I am sure it
must be a great blessing to you to bathe in that quietude, as it
always is to us when we go out of reach of London influences and have
the large space of country days to study, walk, and talk in. . . .
When I am more at liberty I will certainly read Mr.


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