Princess Sarah and Other Stories

houses exactly like it. There was a tiny bow window on the left of the door, and two very small sash windows in the

nd evidently the person who had done it had, doubtless with the very best intentions in the world, given t

garden, a very humble attempt at a garden, with a r

l, except when they found themselves within reach of the house which I have described; then their voices were hushed, their tones sobered; then they stood to gaze up at the closed blinds which beat now and then against the open windows, as if a door had been opened and al

d house to stare at two ladies who came slowly down the street, looki

one, as her eyes fell

the other; "th

little gate and knocked s

garden before the bow window, "his doing, evidently

t have taken with it. Poor

, and the door was opened by a stout, elderly person in a shabby black gown and white apron--a person who w

ning. I see the sad news

et about ten o'clock last night. Ah, I've seen a-

each made a mur

le girl?" sai

et a good bit," repli

fruit and some other little things," said

everything to him, and she never could go out and play in the street with the other children. That couldn't be, and it was hard for the little thing to see 'em and be shut off from

little maid! And what will b

Thursday. He was sore troubled about little missy, was the master--aye, sore troubled. The letter was sen

ady who had brought the basket of fruit. "I hope it will be all right

mum," with

jam and a jar of potted meat, a glass of jelly, some spong

g-room and set them down on the table befo

hings Mrs. Tracy has brought for you!" th

tening up somewhat at the unexpected kin

ns plums; and see--potted meat! Now how cou

e; he liked potted

gone where he has all he

rmured Sarah, u

and He'll do it, never fear! It's hard to bear, my honey, and sure," with a sigh, "no one knows better what bearing such is than old nurse.