Fanny Fern, RUTH HALL, New York, Mason Brothers, 1855, 400 pages.
“That is nice,” said Nettie, kissing her mother; “when I
get to be a woman shall I write books, mamma?”
“God forbid,” murmured Ruth, kissing the child’s
changeful cheek; “God forbid,” murmured she, musingly, as she turned over
the leaves of her book; “no happy woman ever writes. From Harry’s grave
sprang ‘Floy.’ ”