There could be no happier home found than that of Edith Hallett and her husband in the Ivy House at Silchester. Nor did they forget how that happiness came about.
"We owe all to your patience," said Dr. Hallett to Edith, as he kissed their firstborn under the mistletoe at the second Christmastide of their wedded life.
The Tasmanian Sisters
BY
E. B. Moore
A story, founded on fact, of true love, of changed lives, and of loving service.
The evening shadows were settling down over Mount Wellington in Tasmania. The distant city was already bathed in the rosy after-glow.
It was near one of the many lakes which abound amongst the mountains round Hobart that our short tale begins.