I had no mother to talk to me, or for me to ask questions, and both my
husband and myself being of a reserved nature, I suffered, perhaps,
more than I need have done. I needed chloroform and instruments in
each case, and after the birth of my second child, I was a cripple
for nearly twelve months, but having a good husband, I tried to bear
patiently. I cannot say much else, except that now I can call it mock
modesty on my part.
_Wages 28s. to 36s.; three children, one still-born._