Miriam Morris was a happy-go-lucky spirit who warmed the hearts of everyone she acquainted. Born to a troubled English soldier in Germany and an errant mother who abandoned her when he committed suicide, a Captain of the regiment and his wife adopted her, replacing troubled parentage with one of intense love and affection. Captain Morris died accidentally in action aged 38, leaving Miriam alone with her adopted mother, who moved mysteriously to Manchester when adequate compensation and a widow’s pension afforded her to do so. Estrangement from her adoptive mother’s parents exposed a hidden secret secured in a tin box when Miriam and her adoptive mother travelled to the far east to clear belongings from their house in preparation for sale as the only inheritor. A fairly intense search reunited a long-lost daughter given up for adoption and the acquaintance of an adoptive sister who worked in a high office of the Ministry of Defence, whom Miriam adored. She lived happily, supportive of her adoptive mother, until she died, happily reunited with both of her children. Enjoying her job as a post lady, Miriam saw no reason to change the situation, which afforded her a mortgage-free home and sufficient funds to support any reasonable changes she might wish to make in the future. (One of which might one day include a life with her extremely busy adoptive sister.)