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 ...

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THE STORY OF MY LIFE.

myself upon the lounge; but soon found that sleep was an
impossibility. I could not even retain a recumbent position.
It seemed as if the inanimate things about me were bewitched. I thought I heard my door creaking as if it were
swinging open, and sprang to my feet, only to find it closed
and bolted., -,-What glided
across my room
w i t h stealthy
lom sd tread? I was
erect immediately, with w i d e-,/7 open, far-seeing
eyes; but not
"even the gauzy
drapery at the
window was
stirring in the
breezeless atmosphere. Who
"was creeping
- -along the corri- ---dor, with softly
ALON E.
What glided across miy room with stealthy tread? Who was shod feet? I n
creeping along the corridor, with softly shod feet? a flash I flung
open the door, only to find the corridor untenanted, and the
slanting sunlight lying along the floor, broken into grotesque patterns by the trees and Venetian blinds, through
which it was streaming. Now three loud raps sounded on
my door, which sent a thrill through me. "That is Laura!"
I said to myself; "I know her rap. Come in!" I waited.
"Come in!" Why did she not enter! "Come in!" I
sprang to the door, and held it at arm's length. Nobody