“There! a woman’s work is never done,” said Mrs. James.”I thought, for once, I was through; but just look at that lamp, now!it will not burn, and I must go and spend half an hour over it.” “Don’t you wish you had never been married?” said Mr. James, with a good-natured laugh. “Yes”–rose to her […]

It was about time for the four-o’clock train. After all, I wonder if it is worth telling,—such a simple, plotless record of a young girl’s life, made up of Mondays and Tuesdays and Wednesdays, like yours or mine. Sharley was so exactly like other people! How can it be helped that nothing remarkable happened to […]

Keturah wishes to state primarily that she is good-natured. She thinks it necessary to make this statement, lest, after having heard her story, you should, however polite you might be about it, in your heart of hearts suspect her capable not only of allowing her angry passions to rise, but of permitting them to boil […]