The story of my life ; or, The sunshine and shadow of seventy years / by Mary A. Livermore ... with hitherto unrecorded incidents and recollections of three years' experience as an army nurse in the great Civil War, and reminiscences of twenty-five years' experiences on the lecture platform ... to which is added six of her most popular lectures ... with portraits and one hundred and twenty engravings from designs by eminent artists ...

"MARY, I AM HERE."

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before me, for she was frightened now, and weeping bitterly.
Before the hackman could reply, I heard my father's voice,
sounding out of the darkness, who was searching for his
children. "Mary, I am here! Have you got Rachel?
Stand where you are until I get to you!" In a moment,
his tall, strong figure was visible, he had opened the door of
a carriage, lifted us in, wrapped us in dry shawls, and
entering himself, he bade the coachman drive us to 91 Salem
Street, where the beloved mother awaited us, with dry
clothing, a good supper, and the unspeakable blessedness of
home, love, and welcome.
How often, in later years, have I recalled that day at
Nahant, with its unexpected termination! If, when the
storms of life beat remorselessly upon us from some unforeseen and unfortified quarter, and heart and flesh fail us in
the darkness and fury of the tempest, we could hear the
clear voice of our Father sounding from out the gloom,
"Lo, I am here!" how calmly we could await the subsiding
of the storm and the return of the sunlight, confident that
"No harm can come to us from God,
On ocean or on shore I"