One day, when she was coming from the store with a bottle of liquid yeast, she suddenly came face to face with her betrothed, which gave her such a fright that she dropped the bottle, spilling the yeast on her pretty dress; and she ran home crying all the way.

At thirteen she was married, which had a good effect on her deportment.

I hear no more of her running away from her husband.
Among the interesting things belonging to my grandmother, besides her dowry, at the time of the marriage, was her family.

Her father was so original that he kept a tutor for his daughters--sons he had none--and allowed them to be instructed in the rudiments of three or four languages and the elements of arithmetic.

Even more unconventional was her sister Hode.