Pioneer women took hardships as a matter of course, and met calamity with admirable fortitude.

There was no wringing of hands, no frantic wailing, no hollow, despairing groan.

While life lasted hope flourished, even in most tragic surroundings; and not unfrequently succor came, at the last verge of destruction, as the fitting reward of unconquerable courage.

A girl like Alice must be accepted in the spirit of her time and surroundings.

She was born amid experiences scarcely credible now, and bred in an area and an atmosphere of incomparable dangers.