19/38 I do not know the way, but I can trust my guide. I have only one desire, if I am young, and that is to do right. But is it right to leave you, mother ?" "Mother!" how sweet that word sounded to poor Mrs.Woods! She had never been a mother. Tears filled her eyes--she forced them back. I've always had to fight my way through the world, and I can continue to do so. |