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Short StoriesAnne Cleaveland.
Anne was the daughter of a wealthy farmer. She had a good N...
The Motherless Birds.
There were two men who were neighbors to each other, living...
The Happy Family.
There are a great many novel sights in the streets of Londo...
One day, says a Persian poet, I saw a bunch of roses, and i...
The Plum Boys.
Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they...
The Child And Flower.
The Atheist in his garden stood, At twilight's pen...
Anna Seeking Employment.
It was a wearisome day to poor Anna, as she walked from squ...
A little boy went to sea with his father to learn to be a s...
His Wife's Deceased Sister
It is now five years since an event occurred which so color...
Agnes And The Mouse.
One brilliant Christmas day, two little girls were walking ...
A Piece Of Red Calico
I was going into town one morning from my suburban residenc...
Flora And Her Portrait.
"And was there never a portrait of your beautiful child," s...
George And His Guinea.
Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar...
The Golden Crown.
A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w...
No Payno Work.
"Little boy, will you help a poor old man up the hill with ...
What is told in the ear is often heard a hundred miles. ...
The Two Robins.
A few summers ago I was sitting on a garden seat, beneath a...
Harriet And Her Squirrel.
It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were ...
Flying The Kite.
Flying the kite is a pleasant amusement for boys, and when ...
The Lady Or The Tiger?
In the very olden time there lived a semi-barbaric king, wh...
Lettice's father was a man of education, a scholar, a gentleman, and
had much power in preaching. He received one hundred and ten pounds
per year for his services. Her father's illness was long and painful,
and the family were dependant on others for assistance.
"We at last closed his eyes," said Lettice, "in deep sorrow." He used
to say to himself, "It is a rough road, but it leads to a good place."
After his funeral, the expenses exhausted all that was left of their
money--only a few pounds were left when the furniture was sold, and
"we were obliged," said Lettice, "to give up the dear little
parsonage. It was a sweet little place. The house was covered all over
with honeysuckles and jessamines; and there was the flower garden in
which I used to work, and which made me so hale and strong, and aunt
Montague used to say I was worth a whole bundle of fine ladies.
"It was a sad day when we parted from it. My poor mother! How she kept
looking back, striving not to cry, and poor Myra was drowned in tears.
"Then we afterwards came to London. A person whom we knew in the
village had a son who, was employed in one of the great linen
warehouses, and he promised to try to get us needlework. So we came to
London, took a small lodging, and furnished it with the remnant of our
furniture. Here we worked fourteen hours a day apiece, and we could
only gain between three and four shillings each. At last mother died,
and then all went; she died and had a pauper's funeral."
From this room the orphan girl removed soon after their mother's
deceased, and located among the poor of Marylebone street, where Mrs.
Danvers accidently met with the two sisters, in one of her visits
among the poor, and for whom she obtained the work which led to the
unexpected meeting related in the previous story.
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