Such are facts, from which the nature and strength and delicacy of
affection may be seen.
Dear, dear Woman!--Let me,--indebted as I am to your tenderness and
love for every blessing of my life,--let me say, in the words of the
sweet Northern poet:
“Long since, this world’s thorny ways
Had numbered out my weary days,
Had it not been for you.”
William Stevens, Printer, Bell Yard, Temple Bar.