Her cell is dark.
Her cell is cold.
Her labor is monotonous and hard.
She is cut off from the light of day, from freedom of movement, from the meeting of friends, from all amusement and pleasure and variety.
Her hard labor is the least of her troubles—without it she could not support life. What she most suffers from is the monotony—the confinement—from being in prison.
She longs for her husband. She longs for her children. She longs for her friends.
But first and last and always; highest and deepest and broadest, with all her body and soul and mind she longs for Freedom!
THE MAN OF ALL WORK.
A man is doing all the housework of one family. He loves this family.
It is his family.
He loves his home.