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personal fascinations did not equal hers

Ere the close of another day, Mrs Sutton had excused her unnatural

insensibility to her child's virtues and affection, by representing

to herself how fearfully disease had warped judgment and perception;

had cast over the enormities she could not palliate the pall of

solemn remembrance of the truth that death's dark door was already

as surely shut between rave held the

former A week of chill March rains and as disastrous to the

patient, who had seeth fro air,

redolent with the delicious odors of the freshly-turned earth, the

budding trees, and early blossoarden heneath her

s She shrank and shivered under the ungenial sky, while the

drizzling ile body

Occasional fits of deliriu, and

a steady decline of the slender remains of vital force, warned her

attendants that their care would not be required er She

was still obstinate in her disbelief of the grave nature of her

malady The most distant reference to her decease would arouse her

to angry refutation of the hinted doubt of her recovery, and excited

her to offer proof of her declaration that she was less ill than

others supposed; she would suhastly than her previous lassitude; deny that she

suffered fro nervous depression

consequent upon the unfavorable weather