Short StoriesGeorge And His Guinea.
Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar...
The Boy And The Gold Robin.
A bright eyed boy was sleeping upon a bank of blossoming cl...
A Boy Reproved By A Bird.
The sparrows often build their nests under the eaves of hou...
The Uncertainty Of Life.
Josiah Martin was a young man of whom any mother might have...
Or The Unexpected Meeting.
I must tell you who were Lettice and Myra. They were the da...
The Happy Family.
There are a great many novel sights in the streets of Londo...
Melly, Anna And Susy.
There is nothing more pleasant than to see brothers and sis...
The Portrait Of Flora Purchased.
Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl...
Lettice Taking Home The Work.
Early in the morning, before it was light, and while the tw...
The Dying Boy.
A little boy, by the name of Bertie, was taken very ill, an...
A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in wh...
The Brother And Sister.
(In three Stories.) ...
The Market Day.
Mrs. Ford had three little children--Lily, Hetty, and a dea...
Old Pipes And The Dryad
A mountain brook ran through a little village. Over the bro...
The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke
It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi...
The Jew And His Daughter.
A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and...
Comfort And Sobriety.
Let me here give you a few maxims to commit to memory:---- ...
The Trusty Dog.
I am glad to introduce to you, the noble dog whose picture ...
Julia's Sunset Walk.
It was a beautiful June day, just at the sun's setting, whe...
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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