She even reproved him for keeping such a long face.

Her sewing, which was very bad, tried his patience so, that if it had not been for her mother, who was a poor widow, he would have given up the task of teaching her the trade.

She said she knew she couldn't learn it; what was the use of trying?
She meant to go West, and thought she might make a good home-missionary, as she did, for she married a poor young man, who had forsaken the trade of a cooper, to study for the ministry, and was helped off to Ohio by the Society of Home Missions.

She came to see me in Surrey ten years afterward, a gaunt, hollow-eyed woman, of forbidding manners, and an implacable faith in no rewards or punishments this side of the grave.
I suffered so from the cold that December that I informed mother of the fact by letter.

She wrote back: "My child, have courage.