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At Last Marion Harland 8880K 2023-09-02

The shadow of death drew on apace to the sight of all, save the

consumptive, and her semi-imbecile mother These seely defined with every

passing day

The paralytic sat in her wheeled chair, in the March

sunshine, at theof her chaly of

other tirand-children whose turn it was to minister to her cohborhood news

repeated in her dull ear earisome--to the

narrator--ahter at the hu at the pathetic

Rosa cheated ti demands upon her

attendants for service and diversion Unable to sleep, except at

long intervals, in snatches of fitful dozing, she had a horror of

being alone for an instant, froenious in

contrivances to surprise an unatcher nodding upon her post;

plenteous and plaintive in laht her pillows iven, and after each of these offices had been performed,

occurred the petition: "Now--sit where I can see you whenever I open ine for a moment that I am byhuhtful drea or suffocating, or floating away into a sea of darkness

alone!"

With the light of day, her spirits revived, and her hopes of speedy