THE TRAGEDY OF A WIFE Were Jess still alive to tell the life-story of Sam'l Fletcher and his wife, you could not hear it and sit still.

The ghost cradle is but a page from the black history of a woman who married, to be blotted out from that hour.

One case of the kind I myself have known, of a woman so good mated to a man so selfish that I cannot think of her even now with a steady mouth.

Hers was the tragedy of living on, more mournful than the tragedy that kills.

In Thrums the weavers spoke of "lousing" from their looms, removing the chains, and there is something woeful in that.