I Could Wish There Were A God,

..still To Have Loved Her Without Return Would Have Lifted You Higher Than All Those, Be They Who They May, That Have Ever Known Her To Love.

Come! Poor Little Heart! Be Cheery And Brave. We'll Be A Great Deal To One Another, If We Are Thrown Off And Left Desolate.

A Man Is So In The Way In The House.

How Different Men Were To Women!

But Margaret Was At An Age When Any Apprehension, Not Absolutely Based On A Knowledge Of Facts, Is Easily Banished For A Time By A Bright Sunny Day, Or Some Happy Outward Circumstance. And When The Brilliant Fourteen Fine Days Of October Came On, Her Cares Were All Blown Away As Lightly As Thistledown, And She Thought Of Nothing But The Glories Of The Forest.