On Sunday, Brother Lawrence took us in the trap [A horse-drawn conveyance.] and we drove over a good share of the school ground. In some places, the roads were very rough, but I kept thinking, let the cart jolt, it is a change of exercise, it will do me good. I enjoyed the trip, and we were out roughing it nearly all day. We came home just at dark.—Letter 14, 1894, p. 2. (To Marian Davis, August 27, 1894.) 11MR 53.1
White Estate
Washington, D. C.,
May 29, 1981.