She, more than once, put her hands on my head and said, 'I want you should grow up, and be a good woman, and try to make the world better.'" And her mother was equally religious, efficient, kind to the poor, sympathetic but not impulsive.

Sophia lived in a country farmhouse near the Connecticut River for sixty-eight years.

She was sadly hampered physically.

One of the historians of Hatfield writes me: Her infirmity of deafness was troublesome to some extent when she was young, making her shy and retiring.

At forty she was absolutely incapable of hearing conversation.