In Rome, in 1844, his eldest da q ghter, Julia Romana (afterwards the wife of Michael Anagnos, Dr Howe's assistant and successor), was born, and in September the travellers returned to America, and Dr Howe resumed his activities.
Her children were: Julia Romana Anagnos (1844-1886), who, like her mother, wrote verse and studied philosophy, and who taught in the Perkins Institution, in the charge of which her husband, Michael Anagnos (1837-1906), whose family name had been Anagnostopoulos, succeeded her father; Henry Marion Howe (b.
Dr. Bell advised my father to write to Mr. Anagnos, director of the Perkins Institution in Boston, the scene of Dr. Howe's great labours for the blind, and ask him if he had a teacher competent to begin my education.
In a few weeks there came a kind letter from Mr. Anagnos with the comforting assurance that a teacher had been found.
A little story called "The Frost King," which I wrote and sent to Mr. Anagnos, of the Perkins Institution for the Blind, was at the root of the trouble.
Mr. Anagnos was delighted with "The Frost King," and published it in one of the Perkins Institution reports.
At first Mr. Anagnos, though deeply troubled, seemed to believe me.
Something I said made her think she detected in my words a confession that I did remember Miss Canby's story of "The Frost Fairies," and she laid her conclusions before Mr. Anagnos, although I had told her most emphatically that she was mistaken.
I find in one of them, a letter to Mr. Anagnos, dated September 29, 1891, words and sentiments exactly like those of the book.
Mr. Anagnos, in speaking of my composition on the cities, has said, "These ideas are poetic in their essence."
Since the publication of "The Story of My Life" in the Ladies' Home Journal, Mr. Anagnos has made a statement, in a letter to Mr. Macy, that at the time of the "Frost King" matter, he believed I was innocent.
Mr. Anagnos states that he cast his vote with those who were favourable to me.
Afterward, at my eager request, Mr. Anagnos had this story embossed, and I read it again and again, until I almost knew it by heart; and all through my childhood "Little Lord Fauntleroy" was my sweet and gentle companion.
Helen will write little blind girls a letter Helen and teacher will come to see little blind girls Helen and teacher will go in steam car to boston Helen and blind girls will have fun blind girls can talk on fingers Helen will see Mr anagnos Mr anagnos will love and kiss Helen Helen will go to school with blind girls Helen can read and count and spell and write like blind girls mildred will not go to boston Mildred does cry prince and jumbo will go to boston papa does shoot ducks with gun and ducks do fall in water and jumbo and mamie do swim in water and bring ducks out in mouth to papa Helen does play with dogs Helen does ride on horseback with teacher Helen does give handee grass in hand teacher does whip handee to go fast Helen is blind Helen will put letter in envelope for blind girls good-by HELEN KELLER
I will hug and kiss little blind girls mr. anagnos will come to see me.
Dear mr. anagnos I will write you a letter.
I hope Mr. Anagnos is coming to see me soon.
My dear Mr. Anagnos,--I am glad to write you a letter in Braille.
Mr. Anagnos is coming to see me Monday.
Mr. Anagnos did see oranges, they look like golden apples.
Dear Mr. Anagnos.--I am glad to write to you this morning, because I love you very much.
We came to Boston last Thursday, and Mr. Anagnos was delighted to see me, and he hugged and kissed me.
I was born in America, and Mr. Anagnos was born in Greece.
Mother and teacher and Mrs. Hopkins and Mr. Anagnos and Mr. Rodocanachi and many other friends went to Plymouth to see many old things.
My Dear Mr. Anagnos:--You cannot imagine how delighted I was to receive a letter from you last evening.
Mr. Anagnos is in Athens now.
I was delighted to get there, though I was much disappointed because we did not arrive on Mr. Anagnos' birthday.