188 THERE IS NO HURRY.

he died even more embarrassed than his brother
had at first believed, and some trades-people
were consequently embarrassed ; but the deep
misery fell upon his children. Meanwhile,
Mrs. Dr. Adams had left Repton with her
younger children, to be the dependants of Mary
in London.

It was not until a fatal disease had seized up-
on her mother, that Mary ventured to appeal
again to her uncle’s generosity. ‘* My second
brother,” she said, ‘‘ has out of his small means
remitted her five»pounds. My eldest brother
seems altogether to have disappeared from
amongst us; finding that his unhappy presence
had occasioned so fatal a separation between
his mother and you—a disunion which I saw
was the effect of many small causes, rather
than one great one—he left us, and we cannot
trace him. This has broken my poor mother’s
heart ; was the cherished one of all her chil-
dren. My youngest brother has been for the
last month an inmate of one of the hospitals
which my poor father attended for so many
Sy and where his word was law. My sister

osa, she upon whom my poor father poured,
if possible, more of his affection than he be-
stowed upon me—my lovely sister, of whom,
even in our poverty, I was so proud—so young,
only upon the verge of womanhood—has, you
already know, left us. Would to God it had
been for her grave, rather than her destroyer !