It Was So Kind Of You To

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

I Was Beautiful. Now, Because I Am Old, I Take No Shame In So Saying.

Why In The World Would Anyone Want To Photograph An Old Woman Like Me?

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

A Complete Transformation Seemed To Have Place In My Life Overnight. It Was Quite Staggering, And Thenceforward Visitors And Invitations Continued To Pour In Daily Until They Became A Source Of Grievance To Our Landlady, Who Was Obliged To Engage An Extra Servant To Respond To The Battering Of Powdered Footmen On Her Humble And Somewhat Flimsy Door.