Category: Novels

Materfamilias

Mother herself had engaged her, and I believe had asked, when dying, that she would remain to take care of us; and I don't say that she was not a good woman. She had been nearly five years in the house, and we had the habit of looking to her for advice in all family concerns;...

Chapters

5. CHAPTER V.

It was years, literally, before I got over it. Indeed, I have never got over it--never shall, while I have any power to remember things. Death--we all know, more or less, what i...

6. CHAPTER VI.

The little sound that is as common as silence--a familiar step, a murmured word, an opening door--one hears it a thousand times with contented indifference, as one hears the sin...

2. CHAPTER II.

I was not a girl, but a woman, when I married Tom. He, a man incapable of grossness in any shape or form, was still a man, healthily natural, of ripe experience in the ways of m...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

Emily went to her school in Melbourne, and I had to get another governess for Lily. She was a horrid woman. I stood her for one quarter, and then packed her off; and we had to p...

10. CHAPTER X.

Naturally, I did not see much of the Juke household after the affair of the baby's birth. There is nothing so sad, and so disgraceful to the parties concerned, as discord in fam...

7. CHAPTER VII.

A boy who is not yet twenty-four, and who has nothing beyond his salary as a clerk in a shipping office, and whose young lady is a pauper, can get engaged if he likes; but he ca...

9. CHAPTER IX.

I was in my kitchen after breakfast, seeing about the dinner--calmly slicing French beans, because it was Monday morning and Jane was helping the washwoman--when I was suddenly...

1. CHAPTER I.

Mother herself had engaged her, and I believe had asked, when dying, that she would remain to take care of us; and I don't say that she was not a good woman. She had been nearly...

3. CHAPTER III.

Does love fly out of the window when poverty walks in at the door? No, no--of course not! Only when love is an imitation love, selfish and cowardly, as true love can never be. I...

4. CHAPTER IV.

I had my heart's desire at last--with the usual calamitous result. Of course it came when I least expected it, and in the paltriest kind of way--merely because a workman, whom I...