If the world held more such women, there would be more happy children and contented husbands.
"Mercy," said she one afternoon, earnestly, "Mercy, it makes me perfectly wretched to have you say so confidently that you will never be married.
You don't know what you are talking about: you don't realize in the least what it is for a woman to live alone and homeless to the end of her days." "I never need be homeless, dear," said Mercy.

"I shall always have a home, even after mother is no longer with me; and I am afraid that is very near, she has failed so much this past summer.

But, even if I were all alone, I should still keep my home." "A house isn't a home, Mercy!" exclaimed Lizzy.

Of course you can always be comfortable, so far as a roof and food go towards comfort." "And that's a great way, my Lizzy," interrupted Mercy, laughing,--"a great way.

No husband could possibly take the place of them, could he ?" "Now, Mercy, don't talk so.