My dear Miss Addams
That is bad news I received this morning of you. A [heart attack] in England after your [wonderful] work in Dublin. But it is no wonder. You did too much. To preside over meetings, and what kind of meetings sometimes from 9 in the morning till late at night and to drive to far off [meeting places] for social gatherings in the middle of the day and always kind and nice to everyone, that is too much for a young and strong person and should it not be too much for a lady who is on the wrong side of 50. You must take your task a little bit easier.
I hope you will not again overdo your strength in Gland and in Geneva! Be careful for the sake of all us.
I shall write at once to the Publisher of my book in Amsterdam and order him to send you two copies to Hull House, Chicago, so that you find them when you come home. I know that he is willing to sell the slides ↑plates↓ of the illustrations for a [minimum price].
I wonder why your physician in London did not send you here, instead of letting you go to Gland. [page 2] It would have been much better for you.
I feel already stronger and better and my voice is coming back. But the doctor keeps me very quiet. He said if I only would do nothing else than to sleep and to eat during two or three months, I would be wholly recovered. But that is impossible. I am sure I would in the mean time have lost all my interest in life.
How much I regret not to see you again before you leave Europe, I must say that I am thankful that you have at least given up the list of lectures through Switzerland and Germany. I hope you will have good weather on board of the ship, then the [sea voyage] will give you some rest.
Will you give Miss [Smith] and Mrs. Lovett, whom I both love so much, my hearty greetings. These two friends of you I never forget when my thoughts go out to you.
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