My Aunt Mattie, Matthewa H. Tombs, is President of the Daughters of Terra. I am her nephew, the one who didn't turn out well. Christened Hapland Graves, after Earth President Hapland, a cousin by marriage. This etext was produced from If Worlds of Science Fiction June 1958. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed..
It was the speaking of Miss Kitty's name which half roused her from
sleep. She eased her angular body into a more comfortable position in
the sack. Still more asleep than awake, her mind reflected tartly that in
this lifeboat, hurtling away from their wrecked spaceship back to Earth,
the sleeping accommodation was quite appropriately named. On another
mental level, she tried to hear more of what was being said about her.
Naturally, hearing one's name spoken, one would.