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Thursday, Feb 19th. Cold. Sewed. Ellen Dickinson called. Attended Lyceum in the evening. The celebrated Ralph Waldo Emerson lectured on "Wealth". It was quite interesting but not so much so as I had been led to expect.
Friday. Pleasant. In the afternoon made a long call on Mrs. Hearns. Returned just in time to see Mr. Henry Hudson mounting our steps as I approached. He looked and evidently felt much better than when I saw him last. We spoke much of Religion and it was pleasant to hear him. I wish that more of my young friends thought, and spoke more on this important subject. Henry wore around his neck a trippet that I had given him before he went to Cal. in one end of which I slipped a card with my name and some verses written on it. This he did not find till last March - more than two years after. What vast importance time can impart to trifles. A scrap of paper, a verse, a lock of hair which with its owner has sailed round "the Horn", travelled in distant lands, and crossed "the Isthmus" on a homeward journey appears quite a wonderful affair when handled again after a lapse of three years. How many little things we recalled and talked over with renewed interest, valued only as pleasant reminiscences of this happy past! Henry left just before tea. Church prayer meeting at our house in the **

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