My friend Angeline, with whom I used to read "Paradise Lost,"
went to Ohio as a teacher, and returned the following year, for a
very brief visit, however,--and with a husband. Another
acquaintance was in Wisconsin, teaching a pioneer school. Eliza,
my intimate companion, was about to be married to a clergyman.
She, too, eventually settled at the West.
The event which brought most change into my own life was the
marriage of my sister Emilie. It involved the breaking up of our
own little family, of which she had really been the "houseband,"
the return of my mother to my sisters at Beverly, and my going to
board among strangers, as other girls did. I found excellent
quarters and kind friends, but the home-life was ended.
My sister's husband was a grammar school master in the city, and
their cottage, a mile or more out, among the open fields, was my
frequent refuge from homesickness and the general clatter. Our
partial separation showed me how much I had depended upon my
sister. I had really let her do most of my thinking for me.
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