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Part of In Memoriam - Rachel Lloyd, Ph.D.

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In 1872, she again went abroad for her health
and to be benefitted by the German waters, and these
lines, found amongst her papers, show her feelings
while on the great deep :

“The ticket for Bremen is bought, our letter of credit and
passport prepared, and we are off in the ‘Trave’ for Bremen.
Now the waves rise into a grand sweep, row they rush again as
the vessel plunges into an enormous wave, up and down, up and
down, forging ahead to the unceasing, tremulous jar of the ma-
chinery A look around on the vast expanse, and the ship
which at the pier seems so huge, so unyiclding, becomes an
atom in comparison, is tossed like a feather upon old ocean’
bosom, and one realizes how little is between him and eternity.
There seems to be no place that to my mind brings man so vis-
ibly in the presence of Almighty God as in the midst of the
ocean during a storm or amid the grand and lofty peaks of the
Alps. All other feelings are swallowed up in mute acknowl-
edgment of God’s majesty and man’s insignificance. If ten days
ever seem long to man or woman, it is during their first or sec-
ond voyage across the Atlantic But it is over now, and we
have arrived at the port, and have been taken into Bremen on a
train which runs direct from the tug. We secnred good seats
on the train and are once more glad to be on land.”







On her return to Philadelphia, she taught for
several years in Miss Bonney and Delaye’s school for
young ladies at 1615 Chestnut Street; afterward was
lady principal of Foster School at Clifton Springs, N.
Y., for two years, and then went to Louisville, Ky.,
to be at the head of the Women’s College of Pharma-
y, and was also Professor of Literature in Hampton
College of the same place.