I did not believe in old family names unless they were peculiarly euphonious.

I had a list of beautiful names for sons and daughters, from which to designate each newcomer; but, as yet, not one on my list had been used.
However, I put my foot down, at No.

4, and named him Theodore, and, thus far, he has proved himself a veritable "gift of God," doing his uttermost, in every way possible, to fight the battle of freedom for woman.
During the visit of my cousin I thought I would venture on a small, select dinner party, consisting of the Rev.John Pierpont and his wife, Charles Sumner, John G.Whittier, and Joshua Leavitt.

I had a new cook, Rose, whose viands, thus far, had proved delicious, so I had no anxiety on that score.

But, unfortunately, on this occasion I had given her a bottle of wine for the pudding sauce and whipped cream, of which she imbibed too freely, and hence there were some glaring blunders in the _menu_ that were exceedingly mortifying.