BookRix

To Emeline, Wife Of George Page, There Came Slowly, In Her
Thirtieth Year, A Sullen Conviction That Life Was Monstrously
Unfair. From A Resentful Realization That She Was Not Happy In Her
Marriage, Emeline's Mind Went Back To The Days Of Her Pert,
Precocious Childhood And Her Restless And Discontented Girlhood,
And She Felt, With A Sort Of Smouldering Fury, That She Had Never
Been Happy, Had Never Had A Fair Chance, At All!

It Took Mrs. Page Some Years To Come To This Conclusion, For, If
She Was Shrewd And Sharp Among The Women She Knew, She Was, In
Essential Things, An Unintelligent Woman, And Mental Effort Of Any
Sort Was Strange To Her. Throughout Her Entire Life, Her Mind Had
Never Been Truly Awakened. She Had Scrambled Through Grammar
School, And Had Followed It With Five Years As Saleswoman In A
Millinery Store, In That District Of San Francisco Known As The
Mission, Marrying George Page At Twenty-Three, And Up To That Time
Well Enough Pleased With Herself And Her Life.