I fear they are." "And your mother ?" "She died when I was young.

I know Jane would have answered my letters if she had received them." "She was your sister ?" "Yes; she must be dead; and I suppose my father's property must be in the hands of strangers, covering their floors with soft carpets, and their tables with nice food, while I lie here in misery, and my poor child actually suffers from hunger;" and the afflicted mother clasped her daughter in her arms, and wept as though her heart would burst.
"Don't cry, mother.

I was not very hungry.

We have had enough to eat till to-day.

I am going to take care of you now, you have taken care of me so long," replied Katy, as she wiped away the tears that flowed down her mother's wan cheek.
"What can you do, poor child ?" "I can do a great many things; I am sure I can earn money enough to support us both." "It is hard to think how much I have suffered, and how much of woe there may be in the future for me," sobbed Mrs.Redburn.
"Don't cry, mother.