As for me, I have no use for that place; it is too healthy.
Seventy is old enough--after that, there is too much risk.

Youth and gaiety might vanish, any day--and then, what is left?
Death in life; death without its privileges, death without its benefits.

There were 185 women in that Refuge, and 81 of them were ex-convicts.
The steamer disappointed us.

Instead of making a long visit at Hobart, as usual, she made a short one.

So we got but a glimpse of Tasmania, and then moved on..