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What is told in the ear is often heard a hundred miles. ...
Remember The Cake.
I will tell you an anecdote about Mrs. Hannah More, when sh...
Story About A Robber.
I will tell you a true story about a robber. A gentleman wa...
A Tale Of Negative Gravity
My wife and I were staying at a small town in northern Ital...
The Philosophy Of Relative Existences
In a certain summer, not long gone, my friend Bentley and I...
There is a company of girls met together, and what can they...
Julia's Sunset Walk.
It was a beautiful June day, just at the sun's setting, whe...
His Wife's Deceased Sister
It is now five years since an event occurred which so color...
The Glow Worm.
On a summer's evening about half an hour after bed time, as...
Gather The Flowers.
Two little girls went into the fields to gather flowers. Bu...
The Way To Overcome Evil.
A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr...
The Boy Found In The Snow.
One winter's night when the evening had shut in very early,...
The First Dollar.
I will tell you an affecting story about a young lad by the...
The Jew And His Daughter.
A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and...
The Dying Boy.
A little boy, by the name of Bertie, was taken very ill, an...
About a hundred feet back from the main street of a village...
Margaret And Herbert.
In a large family there are often diversity of character an...
A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in wh...
Lettice And Myra.
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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