Let any plainest man who reads this think of his usual mode of getting himself into his matutinal garments, and confess how much such a struggle would cost him.

And then children had come.

The wife of the labouring man does rear her children, and often rears them in health, without even so many appliances of comfort as found their way into Mrs.Crawley's cottage; but the task to her was almost more than she could accomplish.

Not that she ever fainted or gave way: she was made of the sterner metal of the two, and could last on while he was prostrate.
And sometimes he was prostrate--prostrate in soul and spirit.

Then would he complain with bitter voice, crying out that the world was too hard for him, that his back was broken with his burden, that his God had deserted him.