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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by

HURD AND HOUGHTON, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington

RIVERSIDE, CAMBRIDGE:

STEREOTYPED AND PRINTED BY

H. 0. HOUGHTON AND COMPANY.

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WHO, TO THEIR LAST EARTHLY HOUR, GAVE TO HER AUNTS A

DAUGHTER'S TENDEREST LOVE AND DEVOTION, THIS

MEMORIAL OF THEIR LIVES

Is Affectionately Bedicated,

BY HER FRIEND AND THEIRS,

MARY CLEMMEP AMES

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PREFACE.

the story

WHEN, at the request of the brothers of Alice and Phoebe Cary, I sat down to write a Memorial of their lives, and, looking through the entire mass of their papers, found not a single word of their own referring in any personal way to themselves, every impulse of my heart impelled me to relinquish the task. To tell

of

any human life, even in its outward incidents, wisely and justly, is not an easy thing to do. But to attempt a fit memorial of two women whose lives must be chiefly interpreted by inward rather than outward events, and solely from personal knowledge and remembrance, was a responsibility that I was unwilling to assume. With the utter absence of any data of their own, it seemed to me that the lives of the Cary sisters could only be produced from the combined reminiscences of all their more intimate personal friends. Months were consumed in writing to, and in waiting for replies from, long-time friends of the sisters. All were willing, but alas ! they “had destroyed all letters,” had forgotten “lots and lots of things that would have been interesting ;” they were preoccupied, or sick ; and, after months of waiting, I sat where I began, with the mass of Alice's and Phæbe's unedited papers before me, and not an added line for their lives, with a new request from their legatees and executors, that I should go on with the Memorial.

Here it is.
It has cost me

more than labor. Every day I haye buried my friends anew. Every line wrung from memory has deepened the wound of irreparable loss.

From beginning to end my one purpose has been, not to write a eulogy, but to write justly. In depicting their birthplace and early life in Ohio, I have quoted copiously from Phæbe's sketch of Alice, and Ada Carnahan's sketch of her Aunt Phæbe, both published in the (Boston) “Ladies' Repository,” believing that that which pertained exclusively to their early family life could be more faithfully told by members of the family than by any one born outside of it. Save where full credit is given to others, I, alone, am responsible for the statements of this Memorial. Not a line in it has been recorded from “hearsay.” Not a fact is given that I do not know to be true, either from my own personal knowledge, or from the lips of the women whose lives and characters it helps to represent. I make this statement as facts embodied by me before, in a newspaper article, have been publicly questioned. One writer went so far as to say in a public journal, that, “ As she would not willingly misrepresent her, Mrs. Ames must have misunderstood

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