Mrs. C. M. Livingston, Divers Women
“ But "mother" hastily arose and met her visitor as calmly as if she had not spent the last three hours in a tempest.Aunt Deborah Hathaway was a dear old saint. Her name should have been "Peace," for that word was written all over her, from the unruffled brow and calm eyes, to the soft folds of her dove-coloured cashmere."Tell me all about your life, my dear," she said to Mrs. Murray, when they were seated alone the next morning—all the rest of the family in church."My life has turned out to be a failure," said Mrs. Murray, sadly. ”
