I said I did not think I should like to constantly relate my experience in public, there was often such a lack of assurance of faith about me that I shrank from holding up my inner life to inspection; and she replied that she would always say that she loved Jesus, and I thought Oh, how I would like to have her experience.
What rest and peace I would have if I could feel that I was always in harmony with Him." "Miss Belle I hope you will not be offended with me, for I am very ignorant about these matters; but there was something about Mrs.Roberts dealings with us poor working people, that did seem to me not to be just what I think religion calls for.

I found her a very hard person to deal with; she wanted so much work for so little money." "But, Mrs.Gough, the times are very hard; and the rich feel it as well as the poor." "But not so much.

It curtails them in their luxuries, and us in our necessities; perhaps I shouldn't mention, but after my husband had become a confirmed drunkard, and all hope had died out of my heart, I hadn't time to sit down and brood helplessly over my misery.

I had to struggle for my children and if possible keep the wolf from the door; and besides food and clothing, I wanted to keep my children in a respectable neighborhood, and my whole soul rose up in revolt against the idea of bringing them up where their eyes and ears would be constantly smitten by improper sights and sounds.

While I was worrying over my situation and feeling that my health was failing under the terrible pressure of care and overwork, Mrs.Roberts brought me work; 'What will you do this for,' she said, displaying one of the articles she wanted made.