It had never occurred to me that I
should not occupy my old position on the
parlor wall of our new home, and I was
therefore much surprised and startled when
I heard Caroline say: "What shall we do
with mother's picture, George ? Of course
it will never do to hang it in the drawing-
room." And Elizabeth exclaimed with
more vehemence than seemed perfectly
respectful: " Well, I should say not ! " I
did not know then what they meant by
the drawing-room, but the imputation that
any place was too good for me was not to
be passed over without resentment, and I
was furiously indignant, as any self-respect-
ing portrait might well be. My son-in-
law, George, acted as if he felt somewhat
ashamed of taking part in such a disgrace-
fiil discussion, for he shrugged his shoul-
ders petulantly, and replied : " O, don't



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bother me with these little matters. You
women must attend to all such things."
Little matters, indeed ! It was lucky for him
that my back was turned, and that he could
not see the fire that flashed from my eyes.
