In due time she married a small farmer, who was considered to be in fair circumstances, but there came a bad year, and misfortunes of various kinds came together.

The last and heaviest of all was fever, which prostrated her husband on a bed of sickness.

Though his wife watched over him night and day with all the devotion of love, it was all of no avail.

He died, and she found herself left with about a hundred pounds--after his debts were paid.

She was advised to go to America with her two children, and did so.