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Daily Reading







To Alberta Sturges





6 Place Des Etats Unis,


Paris, France,





10 September 1900.





Dear Alberta,





I am surely coming this evening and of course will be very glad to meet the princess (probably Princess Demidoff) and her brother. But if it be too late to find my way out here, you will have to find me a place to sleep in the house.





Yours with love and blessings,





VIVEKANANDA.





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To Sister Christine





6 Place des Etats Unis,


Paris,





15th September 1900.





Dear Christina,





Your letter was very reassuring. I am so glad this summer did you good. So you did not get enamoured of New York City.





Well, I am getting enamoured of Paris. I now am living with a M. Jules Bois, a French savant, who has been a student and admirer of my works.





He talks very little English; in consequence, I have to trot out my jargon French and am succeeding well, he says. I can now understand if he will talk slowly.





Day after tomorrow I go to Bretagne [Brittany] where our American friends are enjoying the sea breeze--and the massage.





I go with M. Bois for a short visit; aprs ca [after that] I don't know where I go. I am getting quite Frenchy, connaissez-vous [do you know]? I am also studying grammaire and hard at work. [Sentence torn off] In a few months I hope to be Frenchy, but by that time I will forget it by staying in England.





I am strong, well and content--no morbidity.





Au revoir,





Vivekananda.








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To Alberta Sturges





Perros Guirec


Bretagne





22nd September, 1900





To Miss Alberta Sturges


on her 23rd birthday





The mother's heart, the hero's will,


The softest flower's sweetest feel;


The charm and force that ever sway


The altar fire's flaming play;


The strength that leads, in love obeys;


Far reaching dreams, and patient ways,


Eternal faith in Self, in all


The sight Divine in great in small;


All these, and more than I could see


Today may "Mother" grant to thee.





Ever yours with love and blessings,





Vivekananda.





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Dear Alberta,





This little poem is for your birthday. It is not good, but it has all my love. I am sure, therefore, you will like it.Will you kindly send a copy each of the pamphlets there to madame Besnard, Clairoix, Bres Compiegne, Oise, and oblige?





Your well wisher,


Vivekananda.









 



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