ABSTRACT
My life was confined within the walls of my apartment. I led the life of the old-fashioned Turkish woman. For the first few years I even ceased to see father’s old friends whom I had known as a child. I belonged to the new house and its master, and gave the best I had, to create a happy home and to help him in his great work. He had begun at this time his colossal work in Turkish–the “Mathematical Dictionary”– and I prepared for him from different English authorities the lives of the great English mathematicians and philosophers.
