Two years before I had brought her, then eleven years of age, with her mother, to Kansas.

Some part of this time we had spent in the very presence of death; and Rosetta and her mother would not have thought it strange if a company of men had come into the house at night with murderous intent.

I have not told in these "Recollections" how many times I felt it expedient to be away from home; and then Rosetta was her mother's only companion.

Of young company such as girls usually have at her age, she had almost none.

We had talked of these daily occurring tragedies until they had lost both their terror and their novelty.