True Riches - Or, Wealth Without Wings by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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"Ah!" "Yes, truly. Ugh! It makes the chills creep over me as I think of it. Last evening I received regular notification of my appointment as executor to Elder's estate, and to-day thought it only right to call upon the widow, and see if any present service were needed by the family. Such a scene as I encountered! Mrs. Elder was just at the point of death, and expired a few moments after my entrance. Besides a single domestic and a child, I was the only witness of her last extremity." "Shocking!" "You may well say shocking, Edward, unprepared as I was for such an occurrence. My nerves are quivering yet." "Then the widow is dead also?" "Yes; both have gone to their long home." "How many children are left?" "Only one--a little girl, not, I should think, above four years of age." "Some near relative will, I presume, take charge of her." "In dying, the mother declared that she had no friend to whom she could leave the child. On me, therefore, devolves the care of seeing |
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