Every life has its actual blanks, which the ideal must fill up, or which else remain bare and profitless forever.

While the war was still in progress, I was visited by a sudden feeling of the cruel and unnecessary character of the contest. It seemed to me a return to barba…

I studied my way out of all the mental agonies which Calvinism can engender and became a Unitarian.

We returned to the city very slowly, of necessity, for the troops nearly filled the road. My dear minister was in the carriage with me, as were several other f…