Kate O'Hare letter fragment - n.d.

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[letter fragment] cial avalanche. We are scattered and wide now. Lucy Hoving and J. A. Wayland have traveled on to the great beyond, yet there is something of their lives that we feel has become a part of our own. Mills, the old crusader who is ever young, has pushed on the newer pioneer fields of social action and when his world is done he will die with his face to the setting sun. I hear from the Backus boys, but have had no word from Benton, I wonder where he is. The Taylors and Fred Johnson, the Cogswells and Will Prahl, they must all read the APPEAL and I wish that on the ninth of October I might have a letter from every one of that little group of Girard students. I had your letter from Girard and it brought back many memories and roused many longings too. I hope it will be autumn when I come forth from the city of the living dead. I want to go back to Girard and walk beneath the catalpa trees and watch the moon beams fall in dappled shadows on the wide street