Mary E. Wilkins Freeman

Banbridge is close enough to the great City that, after dark, the merging light of its many eyes of electric fire can be seen on the southern horizon. This book shows exactly how women were completely thrown into provincial resources. They perfected their minds and bodies, even having a physical education club and a teacher who came weekly from the City.

Mary’s mother was from New England and her conscience was abnormally active. Her father was from New Jersey, and his conscience, although no one would dare to say that she was flawed, did not prevent him from enjoying life in the least.