To the late sixties belongs a little incident which illustrates well Mrs. Moulton's attitude toward society. She was fond of social life, but it was in her interest always secondary to the intellectual. During a visit to New York, she was one evening just dressed for a festivity which she was to attend with her hostess, when the card of Horace Greeley was brought to her. She went down at once, and Mr. Greeley, who probably would not have noted any difference between a ball-gown and a negligé did not in the least appreciate that she was evidently dressed for a social function. When her hostess came to call her, Mrs. Moulton signalled that she was to be left, and passed the evening in conversation so interesting and so animated that Mr. Greeley remained until an unusually late hour. Just as he was leaving he seemed to become dimly conscious that her costume was especially elaborate, and he inquired innocently: "But were you not going somewhere to-night?" "One does not go 'somewhere,'" she returned, "at the expense of missing a conversation with Mr. Greeley." In 1873 Mrs. Moulton published a volume for young folk entitled "Bed-Time Stories." It was issued by Roberts Brothers, who from this time until the dissolution of the firm in 1898, after the death of Mr. Niles, remained her publishers. The success of the book was immediate, and so great that the title was repeated in "More Bed-Time Stories," brought out in the year following. The first volume was dedicated to her daughter in these graceful lines: It is you that I see, my darling, On every page of this book, With your flowing golden tresses, And your wistful, wondering look, As you used to linger and listen To the "Bed-time Stories" I told, Till the sunset glory faded, And your hair was the only gold. Will another as kindly critic So patiently hear them through? Will the many children care for The tales that I told to you? You smile, sweetheart, at my question; For answer your blue eyes shine: "We will please the rest if it may be, But the tales are--yours and mine." Of the second series of "Bed-Time Stories" George H. Ripley wrote in the _Tribune_: