To quench my longing I bent me low By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

We want deeper sincerity of motive, a greater courage in speech and earnestness in action.

Oh, we want a new breed of men before India can be cleansed of her disease.

One needs a Seer’s Vision and an Angel’s voice to be of any avail. I do not know of any Indian man or woman today who has those gifts in their most complete measure.

My husband is exceedingly busy. For some time the talk of his going had been slack, but just now again there seems to be a move to get him sent to the front!