It is true that I had dear little Miss Pimpernell's letters; but what could _they_ be in comparison with letters from Min ?--although, of course, the kind old lady would tell me all about her, and how she looked, and what she said, in order to encourage me?
It was a hard fight, a bitter struggle--that first year I passed in America; and, my memory will bear the scars of the combat, I believe, until my dying day.
Still, time brought relief; and, opportunity, success--so the world wags..