And then think what it must be on your death-bed to have the room full of stupid men, tumbling over one another and upsetting the medicine-bottles and putting everything in its wrong place.

Many a time have I wished for a daughter, if it was but to close my eyes; but the Lord has seen fit to withhold His blessings from me, and it is not for me to complain: His ways not being as our ways, but often quite the reverse." "That is so; and I wish as He'd seen fit to mate Miss Elisabeth with Master Christopher, instead of letting her keep company with that Mr.
Tremaine." Mrs.Hankey shook her head ominously.

"Mr.Tremaine is one that has religious doubts." "Ah! that's liver," said Mrs.Bateson, her voice softening with pity; "that comes from eating French kickshaws, and having no mother to see that he takes a dose of soda and nitre now and then to keep his system cool.

Poor young man!" "I hear as he goes so far as to deny the existence of a God," continued Mrs.Hankey.
"All liver!" repeated Mrs.Bateson; "it often takes men like that; when they begin to doubt the inspiration of the Scriptures you know they will be all the better for a dose of dandelion tea; but when they go on to deny the existence of a God, there's nothing for it but chamomile.
And I don't believe as the Lord takes their doubts any more seriously than their wives take 'em.

He knows as well as we do that the poor things need pity more than blame, and dosing more than converting; for He gave 'em their livers, and we only have to bear with them and return thanks to Him for having made ours of a different pattern." "And what do the women as have doubts need, I should like to know ?" "A husband and children is the best cure for them.