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The Combination Of Physical Strength And Moral Sincerity Combined With Tenderness Of Heart Is Exactly What Is Wanted In A Husband.--ameila Peabody

I Had Refused Emerson's Well-meant Offers Of Assistance, Knowing His Efforts Would Be Confined To Moving The Furniture To The Wrong Places And Demanding How Much Longer The Process Would Take.

In The Silence I Heard Bastet, Who Had Retreated Under The Bed, Carrying On A Mumbling, Profane Monologue. (if You Ask How I Knew It Was Profane, I Presume You Have Never Owned A Cat.)

..he Continues To Cling To The Forlorn Hope That I Will Turn Into One Of Those Swooning Females...and Fling Myself Squeeling At Him Whenever Anything Happens. Like All Men, He Clings To His Illusions.

But The Dust! And The Clutter! My Housewifely And Scholarly Instincts Were Equally Offended.