The comfortable estate of widowhood is the only hope that keeps up a wife's spirits.
Widows are divided into two classes -- the bereaved and relieved.
The poor fatherless baby of eight months is now the utterly broken-hearted and crushed widow of forty-two! My life as a happy one is ended! the world is gone for me! If I must live ...
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