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THE WOMAN'S ANSWER.
THUS far I have written of myself with perfect frankness, and, I think I may fairly add, with some courage as well.

My frankness fails me and my courage fails me when I look back to my husband's farewell letter, and try to recall the storm of contending passions that it roused in my mind.

No! I cannot tell the truth about myself--I dare not tell the truth about myself--at that terrible time.

Men! consult your observation of women, and imagine what I felt; women! look into your own hearts, and see what I felt, for yourselves.
What I _did,_ when my mind was quiet again, is an easier matter to deal with.