He did a man's full work in that alone.
With the suppression of the socialist publishing houses, his meagre royalties ceased, and he was hard-put to make a living; for he had to make a living in addition to all his other labor.

He did a great deal of translating for the magazines on scientific and philosophic subjects; and, coming home late at night, worn out from the strain of the campaign, he would plunge into his translating and toil on well into the morning hours.

And in addition to everything, there was his studying.
To the day of his death he kept up his studies, and he studied prodigiously.
And yet he found time in which to love me and make me happy.

But this was accomplished only through my merging my life completely into his.

I learned shorthand and typewriting, and became his secretary.