Accession: 142.23.006
Editorial Title: Alice M. Sibley to Mary Baker Eddy, August 7, 1881
Author: Alice M. Sibley 
Recipient: Mary Baker Eddy 
Date: August 7, 1881
Manuscript Description: Handwritten by Alice M. Sibley on embossed lined paper from Ipswich, Massachusetts.
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My dear friend.

At last I am here with Miss Brown, enjoying myself in this quiet peaceful place. I came Friday as I told you I expected to, and am very glad I did as I did and went home from your house instead of coming on, for it would not have been as convenient as now. It often seems to me as if circumstances do combine for our good at least, if not for our happiness. To be sure we cannotAs Written:can not always see it so, nor do we always try; I am sure I do not. but I think in the end we generally find we could not have arranged matters as well as they have been done for us. We should confine our plans for the moment's pleasure & not for future good. It all seems strange and I cannot comprehend the whys and wherefores but can say as you once wrote me "Allah is good." I must leave it for Him to judge of the cause and accept the effects as they are. I can but think, as I sit here enjoying the tranquility of Nature herself that I shall yet enjoy the peace and rest of being with my dear friend "somehow, somewhere," before I must quit this leisure & return to drudgery. Possibly I do not see it now, but He who marks the sparrow's fallMatt 10:29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. doeth all things bestMark 7:37 And were beyond measure astonished, saying, He hath done all things well: he maketh both the deaf to hear, and the dumb to speak. , and He knoweth not impossibilities. As the wind whistles through these grand old elms, I seem to be borne away from all the wickedness and sorrows of this world and feel as I were floating in a higher sphere, where all was joy and peace. How delightful the sensation to sit apparently listless, and yet in thought so active, and travel on the wings of the wind to those whom we would so willingly fly to. I often think we enjoy such reveries as well as realization for each detail is then harmonious, and there is naught As Written: nought to interrupt As Written: interupt the enjoyment. I hope and trust you are much more comfortable now than when I was with you. I will not say better, for I know you were not in a condition to warrant my saying that, for how can one be better than well. But I hope you enjoy yourself better; that is correct, is it not? I also trust if I can in any way, shape, or manner, do the least thing for you that you will apprise me of that most important fact. I should think, (if you are anything of the nature of "common people," which I strongly begin to doubt) that you might by this time have lost at least one button, which needed to be restored to its proper place. However I suppose Mr. Smith has learned, by this time, to sew them much better and stronger than your humble servant who is entirely out of practice. Do you not feel in duty bound to reward such an expression of extreme jealousy by its own merit— a good scolding? O! I can see you now shaking your finger and longing to get me between your thumb and finger to make me answer for such heresy. But you must be patient and remember my address is 13 Montrose Ave. Roxbury, MassachusettsAs Written:Mass, & not Ipswich.

With a whole handful of kisses "goodbyeAs Written:good bye" from
Alice.
142.23.006
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My dear friend.

At last I am here with Miss Brown, enjoying myself in this quiet peaceful place. I came Friday as I told you I expected to, and am very glad I did as I did and went home from your house instead of coming on, for it would not have been as convenient as now. It often seemes to me as if circumstances do combine for our good at least, if not for our happiness. To be sure we can notCorrected:cannot always see it so, nor do we always try; I am sure I do not. but I think in the end we generally find we could not have arranged matters as well as they have been done for us. We should confine our plans for the moment's pleasure & not for future good. It all seems strange and I cannot comprehend the whys and wherefores but can say as you once wrote me "Allah is good." I must leave it for Him to judge of the cause and accept the effects as they are. I can but think, as I sit here enjoying the tranquility of Nature herself that I shall yet enjoy the peace and rest of being with my dear friend "somehow, somewhere," before I must quit this leisure & return to drudgery. Possibly I do not see it now, but He who marks the sparrow's fallMatt 10:29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. doeth all things bestMark 7:37 And were beyond measure astonished, saying, He hath done all things well: he maketh both the deaf to hear, and the dumb to speak. , and He knoweth not impossibilities. As the wind whistles through these grand old elms, I seem to be borne away from all the wickedness and sorrows of this world and feel as I were floating in a higher sphere, where all was joy and peace. How delightful the sensation to sit apparently listless, and yet in thought so active, and travel on the wings of the wind to those whom we would so willingly fly to. I often think we enjoy such reveries as well as realization for each detail is then harmonious, and there is nought Corrected: naught to interupt Corrected: interrupt the enjoyment. I hope and trust you are much more comfortable now than when I was with you. I will not say better, for I know you were not in a condition to warrant my saying that, for how can one be better than well. But I hope you enjoy yourself better; that is correct, is it not? I also trust if I can in any way, shape, or manner, do the least thing for you that you will apprise me of that most important fact. I should think, (if you are anything of the nature of "common people," which I strongly begin to doubt) that you might by this time have lost at least one button, which needed to be restored to its proper place. However I suppose Mr. Smith has learned, by this time, to sew them much better and stronger than your humble servant who is entirely out of practice. Do you not feel in duty bound to reward such an expression of extreme jealousy by its own merit— a good scolding? O! I can see you now shaking your finger and longing to get me between your thumb and finger to make me answer for such heresy. But you must be patient and remember my address is 13 Montrose Ave. Roxbury, MassExpanded:Massachusetts, & not Ipswich.

With a whole handful of kisses "good byeCorrected:goodbye" from
Alice.
 
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