The Henson Journals

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Friday, October 11th, 1912. Hartford.

There was heavy rain during the night, & the morning was dull & humid. I had breakfast by myself, and was then fetched to Dr Mackenzie's Theological College, where I addressed the students. Bishop Brewster was among the audience. I summed up my speech in the four counsels. 1. Read large books. 2. Know the texts. 3. Verify your references. 4. Have some hobby. I bade them take a high & a long view of their work: reminded them that personal Religion must be the basis of spiritual witness, & the condition of spiritual success: & gave them the motto, 'Manus ad clarum: oculus ad caelum'.

Mine host told me that Mr Pierpoint Morgan is his uncle; being his mother's brother. He took me to see the old episcopal church where he & his family had worshipped for several generations – a tasteless structure rather absurdly called Gothic. Leaving him at his office, I rejoined the rest of the party, & went to see the State Library. We inspected the original charter of Connecticut adorned with a 'speaking likeness' of Charles II: & the table on which Lincoln signed the Decree of Negro Emancipation. The young lady in charge had been one of my auditors last night, & was eager to shew us civility. She wrote her name [105] proprio motu on a card, & gave it to me: – Helen M. Bissell, Memorial Hall, Hartford, Conn. – & told me she had never been in England.

At lunch were Mr & rs Walter Goodwin, the one a frank–looking man about 36 years old who has served the State as senator, the other an able lady but bitten by this franchise–mania. After lunch we bade farewell to our friends, & left for New Haven. Mr Goodwin & Mrs Burgess accompanied us to the station. In the train was a pleasant boy travelling alone to New York to see the fleet. I killed the time by talking with him, & we exchanged cards. His name is Horace Manning , & his father is the managing director of a type–writing machine.

When we arrived at New Haven, we had expected our friends to meet us: & when we failed to find them on the platform, were at first somewhat disconcerted: but we went on to a tram–car, & reached our destination without difficulty. We were hospitably received by Mr Williston Walker at 281 Edwardes Street. Here we found a budget of letters, promising in point of bulk, but very disappointing in point of quality. It is 7 weeks since we left England, & not one of the St Margaret's people has sent me a line!

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Issues and controversies: female suffrage