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
