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ly up, started, colored, and burst into
tears.

“Laura!” said the lady, sternly, “I
shall be angry with you, if you do
not answer my question.”

“© don’t!” said the little girl, im-
ploringly ; “I never could bear to
have my dear mamma angry with
me, and you look so much like Es

“Like her ?” inquired Mrs. Elmore.

“Yes,” sighed Laura.

“And why,” inquired the lady,
“would you not tell me before? Your
mother was not a wicked woman?”

“O no! no!” exclaimed Laura,
almost indignantly; “my own dear
mamma, she was too good for this
sad world: Mr. Page said that for
her ‘to live was Christ, and to die
was gain. But, Mrs. Elmore, I must
now tell you all, for I would not have