'Oh! why must we suffer thus ?' 'We must suffer, Otomie, because we are born to it.

Just so much happiness is given to us as shall save us from madness and no more.

Ask me not why, for I cannot answer you! There is no answer in my faith or in any other.' And then, looking on that dead babe, I wept also.

Every hour in those terrible months it was my lot to see a thousand sights more awful, and yet this sight of a dead infant moved me the most of all of them.

The child was mine, my firstborn, its mother wept beside me, and its stiff and tiny fingers seemed to drag at my heart strings.