Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows), 1863-1931 · Boston, L.C. Page and Company (Incorporated) · leaf 136
arse white night-cap. Then shepassed quickly on to her other duties, leavingJoyce to begin the conversation as best shecould. The old woman looked at her sharplywith piercing dark eyes, which must have beenbeautiful in their youth. The intense gazeembarrassed Joyce, and to break the silenceshe… … elbow, and reached out for Joyces hand, draw-ing her eagerly nearer. Ah, she cried, youspeak the language that my husband taughtme to love, and the tongue my little children OLD NUMBER THIRTY - ONE. 135 lisped ; but they are all dead now, and Ivecome back to my native land to find no homebut the…
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