But The Future Must Be Met, However

A Solitary Life Cherishes Mere Fancies Until They Become Manias.

Take Care. -if You Do Not Speak- I Shall Claim You As My Own In Some Presumptuous Way. -send Me Away At Once, If I Must Go; -margaret!-

Oh, I Can't Describe My Home. It Is Home, And I Can't Put Its Charm Into Words

I Wanted To See The Place Where Margaret Grew To What She Is, Even At The Worst Time Of All, When I Had No Hope Of Ever Calling Her Mine.

All The Earth, Though It Were Full Of Kind Hearts, Is But A Desolation And Desert Place To A Mother When Her Only Child Is Absent.