My dear Mr. Page,
It is quite possible that Mr. Edwin D. Mead has written you of some manuscript left by Mr. Henry D. Lloyd, which Miss Withington and myself are at present editing and putting into book with two of his printed pamphlets. One of these has never been published in the magazines, the other first appeared the North American Review, was revised by the author and published for the New Fellowship, London, in pamphlet form, in 1893.
The other revised and printed by the Ruskin Colony in Tennessee. Both of these societies are no longer in existence. We have called the book:
The pages which we have used in our cutline consist of 312 words. The chapters are as follows:
Chapter I. The Laborer Discovering Love and its Law.
Chapter II. The Labor Movement Halting and Becoming Religious.
Chapter III. Mere Physical Contact making for Spiritual Union.
Chapter IV. Social Love Creating New Forms of Social Life.
Chapter V. The New Conscience.
Chapter VI. The New Conscience in the Labor Movement.
Chapter VII. The New Conscience Transforming Politics and Killing Party Spirit.
Chapter VIII. The New Conscience Manifesting Itself in Educational Methods and Aims. [page 2]
Chapter IX. The Laborer the Creator of the New Wealth.
Chapter X. The Religion of Labor-–the Coming Peace.
Of course this outline is merely our present working basis, the book can easily be made larger as we have an abundance of unused material or reduced in size if you think best. Mr. Mead's proposition was, as you may know that the book be published a early as possible, we could send the completed manuscript to you by August 10th. It contains some of Mr. Lloyd's maturer thought, parts of it are carefully finished as he had worked on it intermittingly for years, and regarded it his most important work.
[Although] Miss Withington and I knew Mr. Lloyd intimately, we are yet surprised at the freshness and ardor of the presentation. We will of course sign an editorial preface.
May we assume that you will be interested to consider the manuscript, shall we send it to you August 10th or shall Miss Withington bring it to you in New York. <We have> settled up in Dublin for a few weeks as George DeForest Brush is painting a portrait of me for some of my friends.