From collection Frances Willard Journal Transcripts
differences come & always will & always must. But out of it are great good. I took the night meeting in Synod Hall. They say I made "a great speech" but I never know what kind it is-alas.
February 3, 1893
Edinboro
We lunched at Prof. Simpson[']s whose ................... anesthetics [?] that his statue on Princes St. They are lovely Christian people-Mrs. S. has written several books. Henry Drummond & W. T. Stead were to come a few days later. I am glad Katharine is their guest-she has known them seven years. She was offered a fine place on the stage by Charles Wyndham the actor but has at last definitely relinquished the idea. Her two dear grandmothers in heaven hold her from [............. ] so uncertain for her temperament perhaps. We took tea with Pricilla Bright McLaren & her niece youngest child of Wm Bright. It was an atmosphere electric with reform.
February 4, 1893
Edinboro to York
We came on early-Lady Morley's, Isabel's cousin got in our car en route. Her husband was a cabinet minister under the Conservatives. A good, kind, common place woman she is every way.-Had a fine suite of rooms at York. Edith Goode came from London. No end of letters-lsabel's constituency is standing by. Alas for the work of mending the machine! May it be soon over & real aggressive work gone into against the liquor traffic. All of J. E. Foster's & J. N[.] Stearn[']s doings are being repeated here by Robt Rae, Mrs. Atherton, Do[.................................... ] et als.
February 5, 1893
York
We went to the cathedral & heard the choir boys and Canon Basil Wilberforce. It was a rich morning. He said the word man comes from the cuneiform characters mn, the sanscrit man the classic mens and means always mind or Man the Thinker. How high & holy is then the Temperance reform that seeks to preserve intact the organ of Thought!-We stopped in the Catholic cathedral-but for the incense & a bit more color it might have been high church [entry continues on in space for 2/6] Yorkminster with its bowing & scraping toward the altar. I heard "the nobility" prayed for with pleasure for once-because Cossie is an Earl's daughter & a prospective Duke's mother & all the rest of it. We walked home on the old Roman wall & thought how in 1868 Kate Jackson & I did so & climbed to the square tower's top on the minster & were fascinated by it all. How well I see, returning, that "There hath
