What motherly heart could resist the silent appeal of children's faces or fail to understand it?
Those were memorable nights for Sarah and Joe and Betsey.

In a letter to her brother the woman said: "You don't know how good it seemed to see a woman and talk to her, and we talked and talked until midnight, after all the rest were asleep.

She let me hold the baby in my lap until it was put to bed.

How good it felt to have a little warm body in my arms again and feel it breathing! In all my life I never saw a prettier baby.

It felt good to be in a real house and sleep in a soft, warm bed and to eat jelly and cookies and fresh meat and potatoes and bread and butter.