The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1888-02-11

quarter of century had given her sue
cess as teacher in the vicinity of Bos.
ton; and it was the energy and clear
ness OF mind, characteristic Of Boston
sixty years ago,-neither broadened nor
weakened by more recent culture,-w
gave her fame and sustained her efforts
in path then unfamiliar to her sex.
knew her only in her last twenty-five
years, and missed in her the buoyaut
spirit that had earlier been hers; some
thing of rigidity and repetition was at
last quality of her mind; testifying, like
the stiffness of the veteran, to the con-
tests she had won. But that sincere de-
votion to human welfare was hers, all the
same; and certain original and piquart
traits also, which made it refreshing to
meet her among the more or less insipid
personalities that high civilization forms
and almost requires.
In this respect that dear, audacious,
warm-hearted, half sibylline Jennie Col
Inns resembled her,-though in fact she
was at the opposite pole in the feminine
sphere. A woman o. the people, yet with
the insight Of genius and the sentiments
of chivalry, she was in turn factory girl,
domestic servant, social reformer, and
painstaking manager OF an original and
most useful charity. Impulsive, enthu-
siastic, loyal to her friends, sharp, yet for
giving toward her enemies; she was q
person who carried in her busy brain and
neutralizs great sum of evil. She could
not travel in the ranks of established
charity; but she knew better than most
persons what charity ought and ought
not to do; and she literally gave her
life to an obscure and often misinter
preted mission. Those who trusted her
never had occasion to regret her con-
fidence; and those to whom she opened
the stores Of her pathetic and whimsical
experience never forgot the glimpses thus
given into q nature rich and erratic, with
whom rested in no ordinary or tiresome
fashion the covenant of religious mis-
sion.
servant, with this clause,
Makes drudgery divine;
Who sweeps a room as for Thy cause,
Makes that and the action fine.
In far more quiet and gracious envi-
ronment, and on what must appear, in
these days of associated charities very
small scale, Miss Andrews, of Newbury
port, performed her appointed work. Sc
rene and content within the narrowing
walls of her family life; with nothing of
the military spirit of Miss Dix, or the
restless compassion Of Miss Collins, she
busted herself as the stars do, in shining
where her light must fall, and by an in
visible motion completing the daily round
of her beautiful existence. There was
nothing public in her career; for even her
success as an anthor of children's books,
hardly seemed to make her known be-
yond the circle of her friends; so that
this slight tribute to her womanly-nsy.
gelic-virtues seems almost rude
ness:-
Enough, and leave the rest to fame;
IT'S to commend her but to name,
Where never any could speak ill,
Who would officious praises spill?
Nor can the truest wit, or friend,
without detracting her commend.
She was, when vice is so allowed,
OF virtue, nor ashamed nor proud.
Aye ready her last debt to pay,
She summed her life up every day;
Modest as morn, as midday bright,
Gentle as evening, cool as night
IT is true-ta at all too weak said;
ALL more signiAcant-she's dead.
F. B. Sonborn. IN the Springfield
(Mass.) Republican.