Girlhood and its Sorrows.
MUST pass rapidly over the stirring
events of my early life. When I
was about fourteen years old I went
to live with my master's eldest son,
a Presbyterian minister. His salary was_ small,
and he was burdened wn^ha;_helpless wife, a. girl
that he had married in Jhg lmnihla. walka.of Hfe.
She was morbidlysensitive. and imaginacU4hat
I regarded her with con tern ptuous_L&eliags- be¬
cause she was of poor parentage, T w,ea ^hfiir P"ly
servant, and a gracious loan at that^ They were
not _able to buy me, so my old master sought to