Henry James, Sr., was a man of as much talent as his distinguished sons,
although never so well known. He was a follower of Swedenborg, but did
not consider that the Swedenborgian Church interpreted correctly the
writings of the great mystic. I read with interest one of his books,
_Substance and Shadow_, in which he expressed himself with vigor and
originality. Mr. James knew that I was interested in his writings.
Hence, when he saw me at the conclusion of his address at the Radical
Club he exclaimed, reproachfully:
“You here, Flossy!”
“Why, Mr. James, I came to hear you!”
With the delightful inconsequence of the Irish mind, he regretted seeing
me at so unorthodox a meeting, not reflecting that he was the magnet
which brought me there!
My father’s experience as the head of two large institutions had shown
him that, through changes in fortune, many women who never expected to
earn their own living are obliged to do so. He thought all should be so
educated as to be able to support themselves. Hence I was taught
bookkeeping, and kept, for some years, the books of the School for
Idiotic and Feeble-minded Youth. These included a ledger on the
double-entry system, and obliged me to take from time to time a trial
balance. On one occasion I carelessly overdrew the bank-account. The
check went to protest, causing me an expense of two dollars or more and
some mortification. The father of one of the inmates, finding that his
correspondent was “Madam” and not “Sir,” wrote me in rather gallant
style. Otherwise the work was calm and uneventful. I was paid a small
salary, which helped out my allowance for dress. “The Town of Lee” was
one of the headings in my ledger, this town being responsible for the
maintenance of Charles Keep, who had a genius for catching rats without
any trap. Why they did not bite his fingers is a mystery. At one time
the authorities at the school were puzzled by a shortage in the milk. It
was discovered that the feeble-minded boys who brought the cans from the
Institution for the Blind, finding the load rather heavy, lightened it
by pouring out part of the milk on the road!
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