He was all the world to me, for I was alone, an orphan, sisterless and brotherless.

I had only one relative in the wide world--a distant cousin, a young man, who boarded in the same house with me.

I was only a poor working-girl of New York, and my husband was far above me--I thought so then, know it since.

I knew very little of him.

He boarded in the same house, and I only saw him at the table.