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she began to look pale, and sick like
I mean when she grew sick,
she went oftener; but at-last she
couldn’t walk, and they soon carried
her there to stay.”

“We will go to your mother’s
grave,” said Mrs. Elmore, strangely
affected by the child’s words.

Laura thanked her, and turned up
the narrow street, almost embower-
ed by the broad, sweeping elms: a
few steps brought them to the church-
yard. “That tree,” said Laura, point-
ing to a distant willow, “that tree
hangs over my father and mother's
graves.”

Mrs. Elmore walked to the spot,
and cast her eye at first carelessly-
upon the stone, with its inscription ;
but suddenly, and with an energy
that almost startled the child, she