Various, Harper's Young People, April 19…
“ How I should love to be a heroine! I wish I were Florence Nightingale in the hospital, when the sick soldier kissed her shadow on the wall; I wish I were Joan of Arc, or Grace Darling, or somebody; not just Amabel Holroyd. Holroyd! how can any one with such a name be romantic? I could be a heroine; I feel I've got it in me. You needn't laugh, Tom."The door opened quietly, and Meg came in, her bright face a little overcast."People never are appreciated by their own families," wound up Amabel, with some heat."They know too much about 'em!" said Tom, sententiously. ”
