To my surprise, she waved her hand to me saying, "This young lady is to be my biographer." As I felt entirely unable to attempt such a work I told her it should be made up of letters from a host of friends who had known her so well and so long.

This pleased her, and after her death her husband wrote me urging me to edit such a composite picture, but knowing his superior fitness for the work, I thanked him for the compliment, but declined.

What a delightful result was accomplished by his good judgment, literary skill, and the biographical notes gladly given by her intimate friends.

I will give a few quotations from the tributes: To me--as to others--her conversation was singularly inspiring; it suggested to a man his best trains of thought; it developed in him the best he had; it made him think better of himself and of mankind; it sent him away stronger for all good work.
She seemed to me capable of worshipping in equal fervour with Roman Catholics or with Unitarians--in a cathedral or in a hovel; and this religious spirit of hers shone out in her life and in her countenance.

Very pleasant was her optimism; she looked about her in this world without distrust, and beyond her into the next world without fear.
She had a delightful sense of humour--so sweet, so delicate, so vivid.