The soft summer wind stirs the redwoods, and Wild-Water ripples sweet cadences overits mossy stones. There are butterflies in the sunshine, and from everywhere arises thedrowsy hum of bees. It is so quiet and peaceful, and I sit here, and ponder, and am restless.It is the quiet that makes me restless. It seems unreal. All the world is quiet, but it is thequiet before the storm. I strain my ears, and all my senses, for some betrayal of thatimpending storm. Oh, that it may not be premature That it may not be premature ** The Second Revolt was largely the work of Ernest Everhard, though he cooperated, of course, with the European leaders.The capture and secret execution of Everhard was the greatevent of the spring of 1932 A.D. Yet so thoroughly had heprepared for the revolt, that his fellow-conspirators wereable, with little confusion or delay, to carry out hisplans. It was after Everhard's execution that his wife wentto Wake Robin Lodge, a small bungalow in the Sonoma Hills ofCalifornia.Small wonder that I am restless. I think, and think, and I cannot cease from thinking. Ihave been in the thick of life so long that I am oppressed by the peace and quiet, and Icannot forbear from dwelling upon that mad maelstrom of death and destruction so soonto burst forth. In my ears are the cries of the stricken; and I can see, as I have seen in thepast, * all the marring and mangling of the sweet, beautiful flesh, and the souls torn withviolence from proud bodies and hurled to God. Thus do we poor humans attain our ends, striving through carnage and destruction to bring lasting peace and happiness upon theearth.* Without doubt she here refers to the Chicago Commune.And then I am lonely. When I do not think of what is to come, I think of what has beenand is no more-my Eagle, beating with tireless wings the void, soaring toward what wasever his sun, the flaming ideal of human freedom. I cannot sit idly by and wait the greatevent that is his making, though he is not here to see. He devoted all the years of hismanhood to it, and for it he gave his life. It is his handiwork. He made it.** With all respect to Avis Everhard, it must be pointed outthat Everhard was but one of many able leaders who plannedthe Second Revolt. And we to-day, looking back across thecenturies, can safely say that even had he lived, the SecondRevolt would not have been less calamitous in its outcomethan it was.And so it is, in this anxious time of waiting, that I shall write of my husband. There ismuch light that I alone of all persons living can throw upon his character, and so noble a character cannot be blazoned forth too bright
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