Mrs. Bishop went to Houghton, on her return from Morocco, and seems to have regarded the Elms as her home rather than Hartford Hurst, where that summer she slept only one night—on August 13. The house had, as yet, no associations to draw her to it as to a home, and at the Elms she found unwearied care and tenderness, the beauty of grassy glades filled with flowers, the song of birds, a “chamber of the sunrise” which was kept for her, and the unvexed tranquillity of tested friendship.

Mrs. Bishop paid many visits during July and August, then travelled north to Peterculter, to spend six weeks with the Miss Kers, on the River Dee, and with other friends in the north. On the whole she rested, and enjoyed her rest. Her article on Morocco, for The Monthly Review, was written just before she began another arduous round of missionary addresses. She writes:

On December 10 she continues: