I told her that if Edward attempted that, he would probably lose his life, and we would certainly be dragged into a police court.
Even if we had been insulted, it only proved that the old man thought we were like himself--that we were told in the Psalms that wicked men thought God was like themselves, and did approve their sin, and he did not have them cowhided.

After a moment's reflection she sat down, exclaiming: "Well, you are the strangest woman I ever did see!" We never again saw the man, and I hope the incident helped the honest Edward in his loving task of protecting the fiery Fitzhugh.
My husband's trip down the river was a failure, and he went back home.
Remembering he had heard me say I could do so much better at corset-making if I could buy goods at wholesale, he sold his Wilkinsburg property and turned the proceeds into dry goods.

To me this seemed very unwise, but I tried to make the best of it, and we took a business house on Fourth street.

I cut and fitted dresses, and with a tape-line could take a measure from which I could make a perfect fit without trying on.
I soon had more work than I could do, and took two new girls, but the goods were dead stock.

My Husband was out of employment, and tried to assist in my business.