Where there are no tigers, the Lalla (scribe) becomes a shikaree.

My father was the youngest son of a numerous family, all Irish, sprung from a very ancient and honourable stock, being of Milesian descent […] .

‘10th September, 1853. / ‘Very dear Mother Mary Teresa, / ‘I am charmed at your foundation at Brantford, and the selection you have made of a head and members. / ‘It is quite right for you to take charge of the novices. Some one under you to inspect manual works is required. If Sister N. be required at Niagara, a prudent Sister will be desirable to accompany her as consultress; and if she write to you every week, there will be little to fear if she implicitly follow your directions. […] / ‘Your ever affectionate, / ‘Frances Ball.’

How is it that so noble a type of humanity has become strange to us ! that Moses and Isaiah no longer speak to us as man to man, but as though from the wonderglow of the Transfiguration mount to the toiling throng in the plain below?