Of her many duties there is no end.
Sickness in the family converts her into a nurse.

She herself must bear the pangs and sufferings of motherhood, and for that time must make preparation.

For death in the family she must also provide, so the eternities are her concern.

Things present and things to come leave her little time to contemplate the past.
Ask me the person of many duties, and I point to the wife of a poor man.
Thank God, the law of compensation rules the universe, and she is not exempt from its ruling.

She has her compensations doubtless, but I am seriously afraid not to the extent to which she is entitled, though, perhaps, they are greater than we imagine.
Her duties are not always pleasant, for when her husband falls out of work the rent must be paid, or she must mollify a disappointed landlord.
In many of our London "model" dwellings, if she is likely to have a fourth child, three being the limit, she must seek a new home.