From: LouisFors <LouisFors@aol.com>
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Date: Fri, 15 May 1998 10:38:47 EDT
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Friends:

We've been remembering the 112th anniversary of ED's death (May 15, 1886) in a
few recent posts. She wrote in poem # 1078 something she knew  well.  The
people around ED felt the pain that ED's brother, Austin, expressed in his
diary: "The day was awful.  She ceased to breathe that terrible breathing just
before the whistles sounded for six."  So, remembering those who cared for ED,
something that we have all experienced but have never been able to say as
well:

# 1078

The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth -

The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity


with caring for all, 

Louis Forsdale

(Austin's diary entry from Sewall)