Each Little Chapter Has Its Place.

I Am A Grandmother Now, And That Means Age Is Creeping On, Creeping On.

The Most Lasting And Pure Gladness Comes To Me From My Gardens.

No Person In The World Ever Lost Anything By Being Nice To Me.

I Felt Weary Of The Responsibility Of Owning Houses And Was Glad Enough To Pass Mine On To Others.

I Know I Am At The End. I Shall Never Get Better, Dear.