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Steamer Between Bergen And Christiania
Since I wrote the inclosed sheet, our plans have changed. Paine has been called home. We are now on our way to Christiania, and he will stop on his way at Christiansand, go thence to Hamburg, and so home by next week's steamer. I shall go to Christiania, to take back our carioles and close up things there.
Hotel Rydberg, Stockholm
DEAR WILLIAM, — The stream of communication this summer seems to flow all one way. Since father's letter, dated just a month ago to-day, there is not a word from my beloved family, or anybody else in America. I hope they are well, but either they have not written, or Jay Cooke is faithless, or I have been running about too fast for letters to catch me.
Abo, Finland
DEAR FATHER, — Did you ever get a letter from Finland ? If not, then here comes your first. I write in the sincere belief that I am answering some letters of yours, although I have not received them. Somehow, I have missed everything since your letters of July 4th.
DEAR WILLIAM, — I arrived here late last night, after spending the whole week on a journey from Berlin. It was a sort of Luther journey, for I went to Eisleben, where he was born and died ; Mansfeld, where he was brought up ; Erfurt, where he went to school ; Wittenberg, where he was professor ; Eisenach and the Wartburg, where he was a prisoner ; Gotha, Weimar, Halle, where he preached...
DEAR WILLIAM, — I suppose that Bishop Williams is preaching today at Trinity, so you are all considerably better off than if your own dear pastor were at home. It has been a very pleasant week for me, but not an eventful one. On Monday I went to Giessen and saw the university and one or two of the professors.
MY DEAR GERTlE, — I owe you a letter ; indeed, I am afraid that I owe you more than one, but we won't be very particular about that. You shall write as often as you can, and so will I, and then we will call it square.You ought to have a great deal more to say than I, because Boston is a great deal livelier place than Wurtzburg, and besides you have lived in Boston all your life, and know lots of people there whom I should like to hear about.
Hôtel Du Nord, Berlin
DEAR WILLIAM, — Just think of its being four months ago yesterday since you saw the Servia sail. More than a quarter of my long vacation gone. Why, I shall be walking in on you before you know it ! And when I hear the report of the first Sunday of October at Trinity, and all about Bishop Beckwith's long and eloquent sermon, it seems as if I were within speaking distance of you all the time.
Hôtel Du Nord, Berlin
DEAR WILLIAM, — How the weeks go, don't they ? It seems impossible that seven days have slipped by since I wrote you last Sunday. But they have, and they have been very pleasant ones here.
Hôtel Du Nord, Berlin
JOHNNY DEAR, — I don't want to break up my life in Berlin, as I shall in a few days, without writing to you from what has become very like home to me. How I wish you were here this morning.
Hôtel Bellevue
.DEAR WILLIAM, — The scene is changed, and this is Dresden, instead of Berlin. I left that big town for good on Thursday, and shall not see it again ; but I have had a first-rate time there, and shall remember it most pleasantly.
You never saw Prague, did you ? You must some day. It is immensely curious and picturesque. It is Austrian, and Austria is poor stuff by the side of Germany. Austria really seems to be no nation at all, made up as it is of a heap of people and languages, which have no association with each other.
Grand Hotel, Vienna
Very private ! !DEAR GERTIE, — This letter is an awful secret between you and me. If you tell anybody about it, I will not speak to you all this winter. And this is what it is about. You know Christmas is coming, and I am afraid that I shall not get home by that time, and so I want you to go and get the Christmas presents for the children.
Grand Hotel, Vienna
DEAR AUNT SUSAN, — No letter since I left home has given me more pleasure than yours which I received a week ago. It took me back into North Andover, and made me feel as if we were all in the little parlor, and the Austrian town which I could see out of the window were all a dream.
DEAR WILLIAM, — It is a rainy Sunday in Venice, which, as you may imagine, is not a very cheerful thing. The gondolas are dripping at the quay outside, and San Giorgio looks dull and dreary through the mists. Now that I have come home, and have got a fire in my room, spread out my German books, and lighted my pipe, everything is cheerful inside, however dreary the outside may be.
Steamship Poonah, Lying At Brindisi,
DEAR WILLIAM, — The Poonah is an old ship, rather noisy, not at all fast, and not very clean. But she is well arranged, and in good weather must be very pleasant. The sail from Venice to Brindisi has been cold, rough, and rainy. The Adriatic has behaved badly. We could not touch at Ancona, which is on the programme, because of the rough weather.
Steamship Poonh, In The Suez Canal,
DEAR JOHNNY, — You do not know what a queer-looking thing this big ditch is, with the long stretches of sand reaching out on either side, and the curious effects of light everywhere in the distance, and the superb blue sky, and our great steamer slowly plodding along at about six miles an hour towards the Red Sea.And inside the steamer it is just as queer, a host of wild-looking ruffians for sailors, and a lot of Englishmen.
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