Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-05-20
PERSONAL CHRONOLOGY
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&ns Frances u. Willard Tells WIZ r.
Shouid Not be Made secret.
nave never felt reluctant 70 tell nv
age. IL early came to me that nothing
was less digniiied than to make a seorat
OF ones personal chron ology. Marla4-
Aoie values in many instances depend
On freshness, and II girl has No
broader view Of her relation to tfss
world than the relation she NAV bold N
some man who will prize her mora N
sne Is younger, then she does well h
hide her age. But If she Is a diDnfeaa
human being, who has started ont
/ heart within and God o'erhead .
npon an endless voyage wherein sbe
sails oy the stars rather than by the
eiock, she Will never hesitate either Ia
know Or to announce just where she Il
On that long voyage; how many davs
out from childhoodland. The first men
ton find in my journal of this wav 81
cooking at the subject is the following
September 30 1901 have often
wondered why it is that people general
~, and ladies especially, are 80 unwflI-
Ing TO have their ages known. We are
Immortal, and, for aughe we know. eter-
nal We never regard Gabriel "a old
though the prophet Daniel first intro
aacec him to US. Our baby brothers and
sisters who have died are babes still to
as, lambs in the flock. They are ali verv
dear to me and I was especially anxioWs
10 see my Aunt Elizabeth who IL loved
with more than the love of near reIa-
tionship by me, aud for VII ON I am
banned. In the lonely days that viii fol-
low my going I shall think Of those
whom ! have left behind and the other
loved ones who are coming, an they on
Joy themselves together in our home.
while | am lonesome, tired and heart
sick. In the evening Mary and sang
Tor hours to father, who is not particu-
lar about the quality and cultivation of
our voices, it being sufficient for him. as
IN the olden days, his daughters
sing together Bonnie Doom" Come
this way, my father" 'Star-spangled
Banner" and the rest. when we
closed with Longfellow's "Rainv Dav,n
mother sat with her hand shading her
eyes and a sad expression on the dear
asst face in all the world to me. I knew
she was thinking about my birthday 80
near at hand, about my going off again,
about her birds that are making longer
flights at every trial and need no more
10 have her bear them no upon her
wings. / knew that she was being
sorry for me as only one can be. and
that one my mother. Oliver and Beth
Vincent were upstairs making the
library catalogue for the Sunday-school.
Aunt Sarah sat with US, listening
quietly To every thing. Father threw
in remark now and then. sometimes
lively, sometimes sad, but always quaint
and cGrious. And thus endeth the last
home-picture | shall draw for many
day. ] lave been trying TO think why
| go away to this new work 50 soon. I
can not tell / only know that I have
some dim sense that it Is right and best.
Certainly it is not the happiest- Butt
have come TO believe that it is we'll for
as, well for our characters. those beauti-
tul fabrics We are weaving every day. 20
10 those things that do not make Us
happy, but only make Us strong. From
Frances E Wllliard's Autobiography.