CHAPTER XX.
A CURE FOR LOW SPIRITS.
FROM some cause, real or imaginary, I felt low spirited.

There was a cloud upon my feelings, and I could not smile as usual, nor speak in a tone of cheerfulness.

As a natural result, the light of my countenance being gone, all things around me were in a shadow.

My husband was sober, and had but little to say; the children would look strangely at me when I answered their questions or spoke to them for any purpose, and the domestics moved about in a quiet manner, and when they addressed me, did so in a tone more subdued than usual.
This reaction upon my state, only made darker the clouds that veiled my spirits.

I was conscious of this, and was conscious that the original cause of depression was entirely inadequate, in itself, to produce the result which had followed.