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child a little, and her hatred to me altogether ;
for | knew I was most of all in the world
to the sweet one who loved me, and I hum-
bled myself to her as if she’d been a born
lady. But she was determined to get us
both out of the way; and the master, always
aisy led, gave in; and my jewel was sent:
to a convent school and I in a foreign country,
packed off with a month’s wages, which I
had the comfort to fling in the woman’s face.
Ay, think of a gentleman, born, bred and
reared, that had such an angel for his first
choice, and stood six foot two in his stocking
-vamps, taking up with such thrash as that,
and wanting my little darling child to call
her mamma!”

“And you, Peggy, dear; what did you -
do.in a strange country? Oh, how could
any gentleman treat you like that— you that
had been the blessing to his wife and child?” -

“Well,” answered Peggy, slowly, ‘look