Probable Sons by Amy LeFeuvre
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The letter read as follows:-- "I am as good as my word, little Miss, in sending you back what you lent me with many grateful thanks for the loan, as I reached London safe and have never touched a drop of drink since I seen you, and am in work at my uncle's, which is good of him to take me, and am getting good wages and goes to church again. And my uncle has a chum which is a street preacher, and comes along of plenty of fellows like I was, and I told him of your young fellow, Tommy Maxwell, and he will keep a look-out for him. Tell the woman that fetched you sharp away that I'll hold up my head with her yet, and every night I asks God to bless you, for I hopes I am getting on the right track again, and thank you kindly for your talk, which is sticking to me. "Yours obediently, "JACK GRAY." Sir Edward laid the letter down in silence when he had finished reading it. Milly's face was radiant. "I've never had a letter in my life before, uncle, but I don't quite understand all of it. Will you explain it to me?" |
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