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Remember The Cake.
I will tell you an anecdote about Mrs. Hannah More, when sh...

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 ...

Gather The Flowers.
Two little girls went into the fields to gather flowers. Bu...

Julia's Sunset Walk.
It was a beautiful June day, just at the sun's setting, whe...

The Boy Found In The Snow.
One winter's night when the evening had shut in very early,...

The Portrait Of Flora Purchased.
Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl...

Harriet And Her Squirrel.
It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were ...

The Plum Boys.
Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they...

The Shepherd And His Bible.
A poor shepherd, living among the Alps, the father of a lar...

The Transferred Ghost
The country residence of Mr. John Hinckman was a delightful...

Old Pipes And The Dryad
A mountain brook ran through a little village. Over the bro...

Agnes And The Mouse.
One brilliant Christmas day, two little girls were walking ...

His Wife's Deceased Sister
It is now five years since an event occurred which so color...

Or The Unexpected Meeting.
I must tell you who were Lettice and Myra. They were the da...

Lettice Taking Home The Work.
Early in the morning, before it was light, and while the tw...

The Flower That Looks Up.
"What beautiful things flowers are," said one of the party ...

The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke
It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi...

The Philosophy Of Relative Existences
In a certain summer, not long gone, my friend Bentley and I...

A Boy Reproved By A Bird.
The sparrows often build their nests under the eaves of hou...



THE EXPLANATION.








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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