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...then, she never thought or spoke about him, but with something of her old, clear, merry laugh. every day became more earnest and more grateful to them—...The child who had been her little friend came there, almos as soon as it was day, with an, offering of dried flowers whicli h< begged them to lay upon her...

...murmured or complained ; but, with a quiet mind and manner quite unaltered — save that she every day became more earnest and more grateful to them...faded like the light upon a summer's evening.— (The Death of Little Nell.— The Old Curiosity Shof.) CHARLES KINGSLEY, b. ,S,g, d. 187]. Forth Amyas went,...

...them—faded like the light upon the summer's evening. 8. The child who had been her little friend canuthere almost as soon as it was day with an offering of dried...flowers, which he begged them to lay upon her breast. He told them of his dream again, and that it was of her being restored to them, just as she used to...

...the paths she had trodden as it were but yesterday — could know her no more. THE OLD MAN'S DEATH. The child who had been her little friend came there...flowers, which he begged them to lay upon her breast. Up to that time the old man had not spoken once — except to her — or stirred from the bedside....

...every day became more earnest and more grateful to them, — she had faded away like the light upon the summer's evening. The child who had been her little...flowers, which he begged them to lay upon her breast. He told them of his dream again, that it was of her being restored to them, just as she used to be....

...murmured or complained ; but with a quiet mind, and manner quite unaltered — save that she every day became more earnest and more grateful to them...offering of dried flowers which he begged them to lay on her breast. It was he who had come to the window over-night and spoken to the sexton, and they saw...

...murmured or complained, but with a quiet mind, and manner quite unaltered, — save that she every day became more earnest and more grateful to them, — faded like the light upon a summer's evening, i-vi, ix-xii, xv-xix, xxivxxxii, xlii-xlvi, lii-lv, Ixxi, Ixxii. Trotters. See HARRIS, MR. Vuffln....

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...never murmured or complained; but with a quiet mind, and manner quite unaltered — save that she every day became more earnest and more grateful to them...flowers which he begged them to lay upon her breast. He begged hard to see her, saying that he would be very quiet, and that they need not fear his being...