The New Year
“I am happy, very happy tonight for my five years
work is done, and whether it succeeds or not, I shall be the richer
and better for it, because the labor, love, disappointment, hope and
purpose, that have gone into it, are a useful experience that I shall
never forget. Now if it makes a little money and opens the way for
more, I shall be satisfied, and you in some measure repaid for all the
sympathy help and love that have done so much for me in these hard
years. I hope Success will sweeten me and make me what I long to
become more than a great writer—a good daughter. And so God bless
you, dear mother, and send us all a Happy New Year.”
~Letter, to her mother from Louisa,
accompanying the newly published Moods
"The New Year opens most beautifully to me with all my dear
ones in good health, & each busy & happy in their own peculiar
way. Father with his school duties books & newspapers, Lu, her
quiet room & writing, Abbie earning her living pleasantly among
kind friends & the gaity so congenial to her fun loving nature.
Mother is rather lonely & finds her kitchen & workbasket
tiresome at times, but is well, happy in her children’s success
& happiness, & finding much comfort & rest in a home of
her own."
~Anna Alcott Pratt’s Journal,
January 1861
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