She clutched the matron by the arm, and forcing her into a chair by the bedside, was about to speak, when looking round, she caught sight of the two old women
For good, too; though, in consequence of my previous emotions, I was still occasionally seized with a stormy sob. After we had jogged on for some little time
With what mingled joy and sorrow do I take up the pen to write to my dearest friend! Oh, what a change between to-day and yesterday! Now I am friendless and alone
A hundred thousand grateful loves to your dear papa and mamma . Is your poor brother recovered of his rack - punch ? Oh, dear!Oh, dear!How men should beware of wicked
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