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welcome & God directs them as everything. Last time Mrs. J. heard him she said he said our imaginations were visions - as it were - and a life without "visions" was merely a life of drugery - Well, We looked at the Memorial Tablet to Belcher, coming out and I looked for Chas. Howard Johnston, whom I think I saw in the left- hand gallery. Then Mama & I left Mrs. J. & Dem & took the Fulton St. cars way to D Nostrand Ave. (we might have gone further) and transferred up to Dean St. & walked up to #1312, for a pleasant little call on Mrs. Remelson & her sister. They have a pleasant home and in fact, all that part of Brooklyn seems very pleasant indeed. We staid till nearly one & hurried back (walking down Nostrand to Putnam) to dinner for "Frank

" had to go to a funeral at two. Had a nice dinner & afterward, instead of going to Prospect Park as we intended, went nowhere


welcome & God directs them as everything. Last time Mrs. J. heard him she said he said our imaginations were visions - as it were - and a life without "visions" was merely a life of drugery - Well, We looked at the Memorial Tablet to Belcher, coming out and I looked for Chas. Howard Johnston, whom I think I saw in the left- hand gallery. Then Mama & I left Mrs. J. & Dem & took the Fulton St. cars way to D Nostrand Ave. (we might have gone further) and transferred up to Dean St. & walked up to #1312, for a pleasant little call on Mrs. Remelson & her sister. They have a pleasant home and in fact, all that part of Brooklyn seems very pleasant indeed. We staid till nearly one & hurried back (walking down Nostrand to Putnam) to dinner for "Frank

" had to go to a funeral at two. Had a nice dinner & afterward, instead of going to Prospect Park as we intended, went nowhere


welcome & God directs them as everything. Last time Mrs. J. heard him she said he said our imaginations were visions - as it were - and a life without "visions" was merely a life of drugery - Well, We looked at the Memorial Tablet to Belcher, coming out and I looked for Chas. Howard Johnston, whom I think I saw in the left- hand gallery. Then Mama & I left Mrs. J. & Dem & took the Fulton St. cars way to D Nostrand Ave. (we might have gone further) and transferred up to Dean St. & walked up to #1312, for a pleasant little call on Mrs. Remelson & her sister. They have a pleasant home and in fact, all that part of Brooklyn seems very pleasant indeed. We staid till nearly one & hurried back (walking down Nostrand to Putnam) to dinner for "Frank

" had to go to a funeral at two. Had a nice dinner & afterward, instead of going to Prospect Park as we intended, went nowhere

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