The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 5/Epistles - First Series/XII Sister
XII
Annisquam,
20th August, 1894.
Dear Sister,[1]
Your very kind letter duly reached me at Annisquam. I am with the Bagleys
once more. They are kind as usual. Professor Wright was not here. But he
came day before yesterday and we have very nice time together. Mr. Bradley
of Evanston, whom you have met at Evanston, was here. His sister-in-law had
me sit for a picture several days and had painted me. I had some very fine
boating and one evening overturned the boat and had a good drenching —
clothes and all.
I had very very nice time at Greenacre. They were all so earnest and kind
people. Fanny Hartley and Mrs. Mills have by this time gone back home I
suppose.
From here I think I will go back to New York. Or I may go to Boston to Mrs.
Ole Bull. Perhaps you have heard of Mr. Ole Bull, the great violinist of
this country. She is his widow. She is a very spiritual lady. She lives in
Cambridge and has a fine big parlour made of woodwork brought all the way
from India. She wants me to come over to her any time and use her parlour to
lecture. Boston of course is the great field for everything, but the Boston
people as quickly take hold of anything as give it up; while the New Yorkers
are slow, but when they get hold of anything they do it with a mortal grip.
I have kept pretty good health all the time and hope to do in the future. I
had no occasion yet to draw on my reserve, yet I am rolling on pretty fair.
And I have given up all money-making schemes and will be quite satisfied
with a bite and a shed and work on.
I believe you are enjoying your summer retreat. Kindly convey my best
regards and love to Miss Howe and Mr. Frank Howe.
Perhaps I did not tell you in my last how I slept and lived and preached
under the trees and for a few days at least found myself once more in the
atmosphere of heaven.
Most probably I will make New York my centre for the next winter; and as
soon as I fix on that, I will write to you. I am not yet settled in my ideas
of remaining in this country any more. I cannot settle anything of that
sort. I must bide my time. May the Lord bless you all for ever and ever is
the constant prayer of your ever affectionate brother,
Vivekananda.
- Notes
- ↑ Isabelle McKindley.