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This speech opened to Cecilia a ne of life; that a young uilty of such injustice and inhumanity, that he could take pride in works which not even money had made his own, and live with undian to fail, seeruities so irrational, that hitherto she had supposed them impossible

She then enquired if her husband had yet had any physician?

"Yes, oodness," she answered; "but I aentleive you any hopes? what does he say?"

"He says he must die, madam, but I knew that before"

"Poor woman! and ill you do then?"

"The same, madam, as I did when I lost my Billy, work on the harder!"

"Good heaven, how severe a lot! but tell me, why is it you seem to love your Billy so much better than the rest of your children?"

"Because, madam, he was the only boy that ever I had; he was seventeen years old, ood, that he never cost me a wet eye till I lost him He worked with his father, and all the folks used to say he was the better workman of the two"

"And as the occasion of his death?"

"A consu: and he was ill a long time, and cost us a deal ofthat we thought would but coed it But he died, madam! and if it had not been for very hard work, the loss of him would quite have broke my heart"

"Try, however, to think less of hiain for you to Mr Harrel You shall certainly have your o hoive comfort to your sick husband"

"Oh,down her cheeks, "you don't kno touching it is to hear gentlefolks talk so kindly! And I have been used to nothing but roughness from his honour! But what I one, he will be harder to deal with than ever; for a , hted; and I don't expect to hold out long myself, for sickness and sorroear fast: and then, e are both gone, who is to help our poor children?"