Named Entity Results, Harriet Beecher Stowe

in there. In his reply to this letter Professor Stowe says:-- The little magazine ( The Swhole circle of my acquaintance. That Professor Stowe's devoted admiration for his wife was recost terrible and overwhelming sorrow came on Mrs. Stowe, in common with all the family, in the suddehis death are related in a letter written by Mrs. Stowe, and are as follows: Noticing the bird there he received the following letter from Mrs. Stowe:-- I am already half sick with confinem attend a ministerial convention at Detroit, Mrs. Stowe writes to him-- June 16, 1845. My dear hn Him. A few days after her departure Professor Stowe wrote to his wife:-- I was greatly 849. During this period of more than a year Mrs. Stowe remained in Cincinnati caring for her six chcinnati, and soon became epidemic. Professor Stowe, absent in Brattleboroa, and filled with anxie practically end; for in September, 1849, Professor Stowe returned from Brattleboroa, and at the sa[11 more...]

teness to her own biography. reasons for Professor Stowe's leaving Cincinnati. Mrs. Stowe's journsible vexation and hindrance in his work, Professor Stowe became convinced that it was his duty to in College was additionally attractive to Professor Stowe from the fact that it was the college froine. On the eve of sailing for Brunswick, Mrs. Stowe writes to Mrs. Sykes (Miss May): I am ing to another, as for example, thus:-- Mrs. Stowe, how shall I make this lounge, and what shalh the coarse cotton in the closet. Woman. Mrs. Stowe, there is n't any more soap to clean the windows. Mrs. Stowe. Where shall I get soap? Here H., run up to the store and get two bars. There is a man below wants to see Mrs. Stowe about the cistern. Before you go down, Mrs. Stowe, just shide for the frame. What shall we do now? Mrs. Stowe, where are the screws of the black walnut beture; we-what did n't we do? Then came on Mr. Stowe; and then came the eighth of July and my li[18 more...]

Garrison:-- What a glorious work Harriet Beecher Stowe has wrought. Thanks for the Fugitive y have let me alone and are abusing you. To Mrs. Stowe, Whittier wrote:-- Ten thousand thanks few days after the publication of the book, Mrs. Stowe, writing from Boston to her husband in Brunsaleys and Legrees of the country. Of them Mrs. Stowe said: They were so curiously compoundet and her name as an author. In due time Mrs. Stowe began to receive answers to the letters she ter, of which but an extract has been given, Mrs. Stowe sent the following reply:-- My Lord,--Iout a design. Yours for the cause, Harriet Beecher Stowe. In December the Earl of Shaftesburytan on this fallen earth. To this letter Mrs. Stowe replied as follows:-- Andover, January 6, 1is Spirit. Yours in Christian sincerity, H. B. Stowe. Mrs. Stowe also received a letter frommon? If there is, it will be elsewhere than in hearts like mine. Sincerely yours, H. B. Stowe. [2 more...]

s mighty evil. Yours for the oppressed, H. B. Stowe. This harassing, brain-wearying, and hear George Sand reviewed the book, and spoke of Mrs. Stowe herself in words at once appreciative and discriminating: Mrs. Stowe is all instinct; it is the very reason she appears to some not to hav from the senate chamber at Washington to Professor Stowe: All that I hear and read bears tes such a genius to any living mortal. Should Mrs. Stowe conclude to visit Europe she will have a trihfully, C. Kingsley. March 28, 1853, Professor Stowe sent the following communication to the Cited Kingdom, was gladly accepted by Mr. and Mrs. Stowe, and they sailed immediately. The preceding month Mrs. Stowe had received a letter from Mrs. Follen in London, asking for information with ref her writing Uncle Tom's Cabin. In reply Mrs. Stowe sent the following very characteristic letted land of my fathers,--old, old England! May that day come! Yours affectionately, H. B. Stowe. [6 more...]

Chapter 10: from over the sea, 1853. The Earl of Carlisle. Arthur helps. the Duke and Duchess of Argyll. Martin Farquhar Tupper. a memorable meeting at Stafford house. MacAULAYulay and Dean Milman. Windsor Castle. Professor Stowe returns to America. Mrs. Stowe on the continent. impressions of Paris. En route to Switzerland and Germany. back to England. Homeward bound. Rose Cottage, Walworth, London, May 2, 1856. My Dear,--This morning Mrs. Follen called and we haMrs. Stowe on the continent. impressions of Paris. En route to Switzerland and Germany. back to England. Homeward bound. Rose Cottage, Walworth, London, May 2, 1856. My Dear,--This morning Mrs. Follen called and we had quite a chat. We are separated by the whole city. She lives at the West End, while I am down here in Walworth, which is one of the postscripts of London, for this place has as many postscripts as a lady's letter. This evening we dined with the Earl of Carlisle. There was no company but ourselves, for he, with great consideration, said in his note that he thought a little quiet would be the best thing he could offer. Lord Carlisle is a great friend to America, and so is his sister, the D

things that our good be not evil spoken of, and that we be left to defend nothing which is opposed to his glory and the good of man! Yours in all sympathy, H. B. Stowe. During the Kansas and Nebraska agitation (1853-54), Mrs. Stowe, in common with the abolitionists of the North, was deeply impressed with a solemn sense that If in any points in this note I appear to have misapprehended or done you injustice, I hope you will candidly let me know where and how. Truly your friend, H. B. Stowe. In addition to these letters the following extracts from a subsequent letter to Mr. Garrison are given to show in what respect their fields of labor differeadvantageously by the aid of money, let me know. God has given me some power in this way, though I am too feeble to do much otherwise. Yours for the cause, H. B. Stowe. Although the demand was very great upon Mrs. Stowe for magazine and newspaper articles, many of which she managed to write in 1854-55, she had in her mind

s the hundred and twenty-fifth thousand to press confidently. The fact that so many good judges like it better than Uncle Tom is success enough. In my journal to Henry, which you may look for next week, you will learn how I have been very near the Queen, and formed acquaintance with divers of her lords and ladies, and heard all she has said about Dred ; how she prefers it to Uncle Tom, how she inquired for you, and other matters. Till then, I am, as ever, your affectionate wife, H. B. Stowe. After leaving York, Mrs. Stowe and her party spent a day or two at Carlton Rectory, on the edge of Sherwood Forest, in which they enjoyed a most delightful picnic. From there they were to travel to London by way of Warwick and Oxford, and of this journey Mrs. Stowe writes as follows to her son Henry-- The next morning we were induced to send our things to London, being assured by Mr. G. that he would dispatch them immediately with some things of his own that were going, and that

ines of that land where the poor formalities which separate hearts here pass like mist before the sun, and therefore it is that I feel the language of love must not startle you as strange or unfamiliar. You are so nearly there in spirit that I fear with every adieu that it may be the last; yet did you pass within the veil I should not feel you lost. I have got past the time when I feel that my heavenly friends are lost by going there. I feel them nearer, rather than farther off. So good-by, dear, dear friend, and if you see morning in our Father's house before I do, carry my love to those that wait for me, and if I pass first, you will find me there, and we shall love each other forever. Ever yours, H. B. Stowe. The homeward voyage proved a prosperous one, and it was followed by a joyous welcome to the Cabin in Andover. The world seemed very bright, and amid all her happiness came no intimation of the terrible blow about to descend upon the head of the devoted mother.

ot, and they's safe; but, oh, there are five that I don't know where they are. What are our mother sorrows to this! I shall try to search out and redeem these children, though, from the ill success of efforts already made, I fear it will be hopeless. Every sorrow I have, every lesson on the sacredness of family love, makes me the more determined to resist to the last this dreadful evil that makes so many mothers so much deeper mourners than I ever can be. ... Affectionately yours, H. B. Stowe. About this same time she writes to her daughters in Paris: Can anybody tell what sorrows are locked up with our best affections, or what pain may be associated with every pleasure? As I walk the house, the pictures he used to love, the presents I brought him, and the photographs I meant to show him, all pierce my heart. I have had a dreadful faintness of sorrow come over me at times. I have felt so crushed, so bleeding, so helpless, that I could only call on my Saviour with

ve us all the particulars. Old Sophie is a jewel; give us more of her. I have seen her. Could you ever come out and spend a day with us? The professor and I would so like to have a talk on some of these matters with you! Very truly yours, H. B. Stowe. Andover, February 18, 1861. Dear Doctor,--I was quite indignant to hear yesterday of the very unjust and stupid attack upon you in the--. Mr. Stowe has written to them a remonstrance which I hope they will allow to appear as he wrote it,nd as a general thing he who has struck a nerve would be very sorry for it if he only knew what he had done. I would say nothing, if I were you. There is eternal virtue in silence. I must express my pleasure with the closing chapters of Elsie. They are nobly and beautifully done, and quite come up to what I wanted to complete my idea of her character. I am quite satisfied with it now. It is an artistic creation, original and beautiful. Believe me to be your true friend, H. B. Stowe.