but I was more deeply interested than ever, for a
ghost that lived in a heart was a new kind of ghost
to me at that time, though I have met many of
them since then. During all our intercourse my
mother never entered the house next door, nor did
my mysterious lady enter our home; but she con-
stantly sent my mother secret gifts for the poor and
the sick of the neighborhood, and she was always
the first to offer help for those who were in trouble.
Many years afterward mother told me she was the
most generous woman she had ever known, and
that she had a rarely beautiful nature. Our depart-
ure for Michigan broke up the friendship, but I have
never forgotten her; and whenever, in my later
work as minister, physician, and suffragist, I have
been able to help women of the class to which she
belonged, I have mentally offered that help for credit
in the tragic ledger of her life, in which the clean and
the blotted pages were so strange a contrast.

One more incident of Lawrence I must describe
before I leave that city behind me, as we left it for
ever in 1859. While we were still there a number of
Lawrence men decided to go West, and amid great
public excitement they departed in a body for Kansas,
where they founded the town of Lawrence in that
state. I recall distinctly the public interest which
attended their going, and the feeling every one
seemed to have that they were passing forever out
of the civilized world. Their farewells to their