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Daily Reading







To Sister Nivedita





921, 21ST STREET, LOS ANGELES,





23rd December, 1899.





MY DEAR MARGOT, 





Yes, I am really getting well under the manipulations of magnetic healing! At any rate I am all right. There was, never anything serious with my organs — it was nerves and dyspepsia. 





Now I walk miles every day, at any time — before or after meals. I am perfectly well — and am going to remain so, I am sure. 





The wheel is turning up, Mother is working it up. She cannot let me go before Her work is done — and that is the secret.


 


See, how England is working up. After this blood-letting, (Swamiji refers to the Boer war.) people will then have time of thinking better and higher things than "war", "war", "war". That is our opportunity. We run in quick, get hold of them by the dozens and then set the Indian work in full swing.





I pray that England will lose Cape Colony, so that she will be able to concentrate her energy on India. These capes and promontories never are of any use to England except in puffing up a false pride and costing her hordes in money and blood. 





Things are looking up. So get ready. With all love to the four sisters and to you, 





VIVEKANANDA.








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To Sister Christine





921 West 21st Street,


Los Angeles,





27th December 1899.





Dear Christina,





So you are awake and can't go to sleep any more. Good! Keep awake, wide awake. It was good I came here. For, in the first place, I am cured. What do you think of this--able to walk, and every day walk three miles after a heavy dinner! Good! Isn't it?





I am making money fast--twenty-five dollars a day now. Soon I will work more and get fifty dollars a day. In San Francisco I hope to do still better--where I go in two or three weeks. Good again--better, say I--as I am going to keep the money all to myself and not squander it any more. And then I will buy a little place in the Himalayas--a whole hill--about say, six thousand feet high with a grand view of the eternal snows. There must be springs and a tiny lake. Cedars--the Himalayan cedar forests--and flowers, flowers everywhere. I will have a little cottage; in the middle, my vegetable gardens, which I will work myself--and--and--and--my books--and see the face of man only once in a great while. And the world may go to ruin round about my ears, I would not care.





 I will have done with all my work--secular or spiritual--and retire. My! how restless I have been all my life! Born nomad. I don't know; this is the present vision. The future is to come yet. Curious--all my dreams about my own happiness are, as it were, bound to come to nothing; but about others' well-being--


they as a rule prove true.





I am so glad you are happy and peaceful under Mrs. Bull's hospitable roof. She is a great, great woman--one whom to see is a pilgrimage.





No snow here--exactly like northern India in winter. Some days, even warmer--cool in the morning and evening,





 in the middle of the day, warm, in the sun, hot. The roses are about us, gardens everywhere, and the beautiful palms. But I like the snow: crisp, crackling under the feet, white, white, white--all round white!





I don't think I have anything with the kidneys or the heart. The whole thing was about indigestion and it is now nearly cured. A month more, and I will be strong like a lion and hardy like a mule. The poor English are getting it hot from the Boers. Mourning in every home in England and still the war goes on. Such is human folly. How long will it take for man to become civilized! Will wars ever cease? Mother knows! The New Year is sure to bring about a great change. Pray some good may come to India. I send you all joy, all love, all success for the New Year and many, many more to come.





So you did well, you think, by coming to Mrs. Bull. I am glad. I wanted you to know Mrs. Bull thoroughly. Remain there as long as you can. It will do you good, I am sure. Take heart and be of cheer, for next year is sure to bring many joys and a hundred blessings.





Yours truly,





Vivekananda.












 



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