d of Justice was leading us on, and had brought
England and America together by your presence amongst us at this
most critical and hopeful time of our agitation....

I have addressed thee in the dear singular person, because it
seemed to me in harmony with the noble simplicity of thy character,
and also more affectionate--just as I feel toward thee. Believe me,
dear friend--I love so to call thee--thine very affectionately,

PRISCILLA BRIGHT MCLAREN.

[The diary notes many teas and luncheons in Edinburgh, drives to Melrose
Abbey, Holyrood Palace, Roslyn Castle, to the celebrated monuments, the
old cathedrals and the university; calls from distinguished professors
and those interested in philanthropic movements, visits to public
institutions, and lovely gifts from the new friends. Every day of the
month was filled with pleasant incidents. The scenery through the lake
and mountain regions Miss Anthony found so beautiful that, although
there was a steady downpour of rain for days, she sat on the outside of
boat or stage in order not to miss a moment of it. She hunted up the old
home of Thomas Clarkson but could not find there a person who ever had
heard of him. She went also to the Friends' meeting house at Ulverston,
presented to the Society by George Fox and completed in 1688. To her
such spots as these were more interesting and hallowed than towering
castles and vine-clad abbeys.]

BALLACHULISH HOTEL, August 13.

MY DEAR SISTER: Miss Julia Osgood and I are here, waiting for
sunshine.... While in Edinburgh Mrs. Nichol drove us out to
Craigmillar Castle, where I saw the very rooms in which Queen Mary
lived. We bought for a shilling a basket of strawberries
plucked--no, "pulled"--the old man who sold them said, from the
very garden in which berries and vegetables were "pulled" for Queen
Mary three hundred years ago. One evening Professor Blackie, of the
Edinburgh University, dined with Mrs. Nichol. At my reception he
had said he did not want to "see refined, delicate women going down
into the muddy pool of politics," and I asked him if he had ever
thought that, since the only places which were too filthy for women
were those where men alone went, perhaps they might be so from lack
of women. At dinner Mrs. Nichol rallied him on the report tha