It Seems To Me That It Will

Unlike Most Other Children, - Especially Unlike Those Of Today - Who Are Eager To Become Men And Women As Speedily As Possible, I Had A Terror Of Growing Up, Which Became More And More Accentuated As I Grew Older.

I Still Went To Church Regularly Every Sunday; That Is We All Went There Together. I Reverenced The Family Pew Where We Had Assembled For So Many Years; And Apart From That Reason I Hold It Dear Because It Is Associated In My Memory With My Mother.

I Do Not Exactly Remember At What Period I Started My Museum Which Absorbed So Much Of My Time.

I Am Sure That The Sad Days And Happenings Were Rare, And That I Lived The Joyous And Careless Life Of Other Children; But Just Because The Happy Days Were So Habitual To Me They Made No Impression Upon My Mind, And I Can No Longer Recall Them.

My Sister And My Brother, Of Whom I Have Not Spoken Before, Were Considerably Older Than I; It Seemed Almost As If We Belonged To Different Generations.