The eleventh hour in the life of Julia Ward HoweElliott, Maud Howe
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The eleventh hour in the life of Julia Ward Howe
Elliott, Maud Howe
Howe, Julia Ward, 1819-1910
We hear much of the dual nature of man. The term misleads. Man, or at
least woman has a triple nature, is made up of flesh, mind and spirit.
How did she use these three different natures--the physical, the
intellectual, the spiritual?
In her youth the views of health were very different from what they are
now. As a child, she lived the greater part of the year in New York,
where she was never encouraged to take much outdoor air or exercise.
Every afternoon at three o’clock the big yellow and blue family coach,
drawn by two fat horses, came to the door to take the children out for
a drive. Even when they went to the country for a change of air, the
children’s complexions were more considered than their health. Miss
Danforth, an old friend of the family, told my mother in later years of
having met the Wards at the seaside, where Julia, who had a delicate
ivory complexion, wore a thick green worsted veil when she went down to
the beach.
“Little Julia has another freckle today,” the visitor was told. “It was
not her fault, the nurse forgot her veil.”
She was from the first a natural student, loving her books better than
anything else; but she was a perfectly normal child too and her good
spirits and her social gifts often tempted her from her work. Her
sister Louisa remembered that she used to make her maid tie her into
her chair, so that she should not be able to leave her study should the
temptation assail her. In spite of a too sedentary youth, she started
life with an uncommonly good body. After her marriage to my father she
received many new and valuable ideas on matters hygienic, and while
never a great pedestrian she always walked twice a day till the very
end of her life. Still it must be confessed that her muscles were the
least developed part of her. For the last twenty years she was rather
lame, the result of a fall, when her knee was badly injured. She was
always persistent in walking as much as she was able however, in spite
of the effort it cost her. During the summer and autumn, she passed
a large part of the day, studying and reading, on the piazza of her
country house at Oak Glen in Portsmouth, Rhode Island.
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