Premise: We were very poor -- but we did n't mind .<br>Father was so splendid -- so clever and loving and sympathetic .<br>We were chums as far back as I can remember .<br>And mother was so sweet .<br>She was very , very beautiful .<br>I look like her , but I am not so beautiful as she was . ''<br>`` Miss Cornelia says you are far more beautiful . ''<br>`` She is mistaken -- or prejudiced .<br>I think my figure IS better -- mother was slight and bent by hard work -- but she had the face of an angel .<br>I used just to look up at her in worship .
Hypothesis: Being poor will be the fate of the family forever