The Frozen Ocean... Of Boston Life.

My Children Are Babies And My Husband Has Scarcely Half An Hour In 24 To Give Me.

We Will Not Have Great Questions Decided By Irrelevant Agencies, Our Husbands Will Not Come To Us, Reeking With Carnage, For Caresses And Applause. Our Sons Shall Not Be Taken From Us To Unlearn All That We Have Been Able To Teach Them Of Charity, Mercy, And Patience. We, The Women Of One Country, Will Be Too Tender Of Those Of Another Country To Allow Our Sons To Be Trained To Injure Theirs.

He Has Sounded Forth The Trumpet That Shall Never Call Retreat; He Is Sifting Out The Hearts Of Men Before His Judgment-seat. Oh! Be Swift My Soul To Answer Him, Be Jubilant My Feet! Our God Is Marching On.

Much Of The Work Of Every Life Is Done In The Dark.

I Am Confirmed In My Division Of Human Energies. Ambitious People Climb, But Faithful People Build.