Of her he wrote, in 1893:-- "I had a good mother.

So good she has ever appeared to me that I have often said that all I knew of her life seemed a striking contradiction of the doctrine of human depravity.

In my youth I fully accepted that doctrine, and I do not deny it now; but my patient, self-sacrificing mother always appeared to be an exception to the rule.
"I loved my mother.

From infancy to manhood I lived in her.

Home was not home to me without her.