Journal 48, page 51

same, she has shown a heroic spirit& so has Isabel-Cossie came-very worn & melted by the heat-& Nannie went [entry continues onto 8/23 space] with her brave, sweet face & our kerchiefs waving until we could see each other no more.-I shall be glad when we all get to Heaven! Poor Cossie sick all night& I feverish-a sorry pair we started up the hill on our 3 1/2 hour ride, Cossie in such pain that only her patience kept her still, which patience is wonderful in all physical distress& in all exigencies save when she gives way just a minute because her dear head has ached so much. She crawled into bed with a distracting headache as soon as we arrived. I sat at my writing table & nagged [?] on-corrected 30 pp Eng Ed. Glimpses & finally gave in to a drooling right eye & nostril& went to bed. Feverish at night-I wonder why for nothing is the matter. But somehow I lack resistance. Sir B W Richardson's letter came last night-he will not relent [entry continues on to space for 8/24] & let me go to our Conventions-he says as a faithful physician he cannot. This is a good deal of a blow-but I may yet ""pick up amazin'" who knows? I shall go right on-do all I can to help make the Conventions what they ought to be and wait developments. Telegram last eve that Nan is all right-in London-England. Sissy Andrew& Dr Bushnell are going over on the same ship. Am better today but thought it not prudent to go out-Cossie went alone for a walk. How good she is to me-how loving kind is Mother's "English Daughter!" I shall never forget the veil the clouds held before our snow mts-the glacier Du Trient today when the storm came-a heavy cloud curtain & that white radiance enclosed by it as if of purpose.

August 25, 1393

Cossie dined with the King of Greece at her Mother's chateau- Ai.les [?].Banis[?]. She says that more & more she hates Kings & loves those who are trying to help lift Humanity-she is a worshipper of America-says she had to fight its battles all the while. The King has a villa at [......] & the remark is common "His Majesty (!) will not stay beyond 9 P.M. he goes then to his mistress!" In Greece he is said to behave himself but when "away on a lark" (while his wife & children have gone for a visit to Copenhagen) he mnust have his comforts!" We walked a mile in the pine woods to get a glimpse of Mt Blanc. A poor peasant woman whose chalet we passed told us her troubles. Her goat had run away & her little child had nothing to eat since morning; that her husband receives but 35 francs (seven dollars) for his summer's work haying! Said she hadn't a dress save the rags she wore-could never go to church &c. Lady H gave her money [..

....] to dress her. She followed along with us, found her goat-milked it from behind (a curious process) fed her famished little one & wearily walked home.

August 26, 1893