Name/Title
Religious PoetryEntry/Object ID
2024.02.67Scope and Content
Front Left:
Dover June 13th, 1858
Dear Cousins Mahala E.
How seldom we dream of the mariner grave for down by the coral shard how little we think of the wind and the wave when all that we love are on land the ____ comes & the hurricane goes but Little heed do we take though the trees may speak as the Tempest blows and the nalls of our homestead shake but the northeast wind tells a different tale
A B C D E F G H I J K L
Mahalay Elizabeth Cousins,
Elizabeth Mahala Cousins
Cousins Elizabeth Mahala
Front Right:
Now the Wife
How seldom
How ready she is to adapt herself to all his ways and wild whims sometimes as many as the stars yet for every one she has her own sweet spell. And then the thousand capacites never called out before. And how well pleased is she to find that as the task is sent ____ strength rent with it. How ready is _____earn courthsip and to learn content perhaps the I and least ready of her Taskse but she does learn it. And the work day of life comes, which, cling to it as she mill, must makee her give up the angel and take up the woman. She has to los the company of domestic cares- now northeast and nor' nor' self and God speed her if she does it conscientous! No for must be shaped - the drawing room, the nursery, and good luck! the larder- all must as if by magic, be the result of her own clear and steady role. She knows that unless unless she manages,
Back Left:
all will go wrong and she knows, as surely that if she seems to manage, all will go right
She who never answers will a husband And if she rules him never shows the rules. Charms by accepting by submitting swaysm Yet has her when she obeys."
[Concludes with repeating letters]
Back Right:
W. A. Jenophon
The ladder of Life
Like a Ladder still enlarging
Year by Year our life is given;
One step find our earthly green margin
One ascending into heaven:
Now this ladder of our being
Woen and won and evening go;
Moment after moment fleeing,
Will their work too late we know!
Some with gold the steps envision
Cloth of gold that seems sublime;
Some asend over steps of iron
Wet with tears amd hard to climb;
But though sorrows may be steeper,
Though in care and suffer trod;
There is comfort for the weeper
In the endless line of God!Collection
Aldrich Family Collection
