Illustration: Mentia Taylor (Signed: "Yours very sincerely Mentia
Taylor")]

Tuesday morning I went again to Mrs. Rose's and finding her
bonneted and cloaked for a chair ride, I walked beside her, holding
her hand, through Kensington Park. I hope and almost believe she
will go back to America with me. I feel sure that we, who have not
forgotten her early and wonderful work for woman and for freedom
of thought, will do all in our power to smooth her last days....
That evening Rachel and I went to see Irving and Ellen Terry in
Much Ado About Nothing. The painting and the lights and shadows of
the scenery were lovely, and I suppose the acting was good, but I
can not enjoy love and flirtation exhibited on the stage any more
than off. All passional demonstrations seem to belong to the two
concerned, not to other persons. The lovemaking, however, was
cooler, more distant and more piquant than usual.

Wednesday afternoon Mrs. Rebecca Moore, our old Revolution
correspondent, took me to a meeting at Mrs. Mueller's, about the
Contagious Diseases Acts--fifty or sixty ladies present--was
introduced, and several invited me to speak for them when I
returned to London. Miss Rye, who has made between thirty and forty
trips across the Atlantic with little girls, taking over more than
10,000 and placing them in good homes in Canada, was there and
spoke. She said all her efforts could accomplish nothing in
thinning out the more than 1,000,000 surplus women of the island.
Not one seemed to dare speak out the whole of the facts and
philosophy. Each promised, "I will not shock you by calling the
names," etc. Mrs. Peter Taylor's reception that evening was an
unusually brilliant affair. She is looked upon as the mother of the
English movement, as Mrs. Stanton is of the American. She is a
magnificent woman and acted the part of hostess most gracefully.
Her husband is a member of Parliament. At eleven we went home and
packed our trunks to be off for Rome on the morrow, half-regretting
that we had planned to leave London....

ROME, March 23.

MY DEAR SISTER: It is noon--Good Friday--and just set in for a
steady rain, so I will give you the goings, seeings and sayings of
our company since leaving London.... We started fro