| contributor, The Pacific Monthly
“ I am afraid, afraid of the world." Mother Elizabeth laid her hand upon the young head bowed upon her knee. "My child, why do you fear?" she asked. "I do not know," murmured Virgina. "Only I am terrified. When I think of what may come I feel so alone." "You have your sister. She has courage enough for two." Virginia smiled through her tears. "Harriet is afraid of nothing," she said. "She is eager to see the world; but I do not care for this journey across the seas. If it were not for Harriet I should give it up even now." ”
