I heard it for the last time when she had been occupying her sickbed for more than a year, and I made a written note of it at the time--a note not to be repeated.
To-morrow will be the thirty-sixth anniversary.

We were married in her father's house in Elmira, New York, and went next day, by special train, to Buffalo, along with the whole Langdon family, and with the Beechers and the Twichells, who had solemnized the marriage.

We were to live in Buffalo, where I was to be one of the editors of the Buffalo "Express," and a part owner of the paper.

I knew nothing about Buffalo, but I had made my household arrangements there through a friend, by letter.

I had instructed him to find a boarding-house of as respectable a character as my light salary as editor would command.