She complained that no one cared for her, that her suffering was uniquely great, and that she alone was the only soul who remembered the dead and loved them.
Mrs.Stephen came from her retreat in Hatton Hall one day in order to combat this illusion.
"Three mothers living in Hatton village hev buried children this week, Jane," she said.

"Two of them went back to the mill this morning." "I think it was very wicked of them." "They _hed_ to go back.

They had living children to work for.

When the living cling to you, then you must put the dead aside for the living.
God cares for the dead and they hev all they want in His care.

If you feel that you must fret youself useless to either living or dead, try the living.