"My Part Alone"

rOO is better than one for if one fall the other can lift him I up but i must act my Part alone. When Rebecca Dickinson offered that sentiment in the summer of 1789, she wrote out of years of experience. An evening at the home of her brother had put her in a thoughtful mood, for visiting there was Henry Dodge, an old batchelor who had courted her sister Irene over fifteen years before. Irene had long since married, but Henry had not. He appeared to sit by her and i belive he has never forgot her, Dickinson mused. Dodge's plight was, to the aging spinster, only too familiar. She returned home to her weather-beaten red saltbox just across from the meetinghouse in Hatfield, Massachusetts, and reflected in her diary: how

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