I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. " "We shall have a durty night on it, to a sartinty, landlord," observed an old oneeyed sailor, who sat smoking his pipe by the fire-side. "I feel guilty, going away and leaving that ignorant child; but our days have been so planned that we dare not change the schedule. " The spinsters nodded approvingly. Mrs. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. ’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. She thought she had hidden well from him. If I’d known, there would have been a different story. “‘A SONG OF LADIES AND MY LADY “‘Saintly white and a lily is Mary, Margaret’s violets, sweet and shy; Green and dewy is Nellie-bud fairy, Forget-me-nots live in Gwendolen’s eye.
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