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Fanny, the Flower-Girl, or, Honesty Rewarded by Selina Bunbury
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her husband, a young, strong-looking man, sitting beside it; his
elbows were on his knees, and his face was hid in his open hands.

Mrs. Newton had the baby in her arms, and she spoke to its father as
she came in; he looked up to her; his own face was as pale as death;
and he looked at her without saying a word. She saw he was in too
much grief either to speak or weep. So she went over silently to him,
and put the little baby into his arms, and then said, "May the Lord
look down with pity on you both."

As soon as the unhappy young man heard these compassionate words,
and saw the face of his pretty, peaceful babe, he burst into tears;
they rolled in large drops down on the infant's head.

Then in a short time he was able to speak, and he told Mrs. Newton
his sad little history; how he had no one in the whole world to look
with pity on him, or his motherless child; and how God alone was his
hope in this day of calamity. His father had been displeased with him
because he had married that young woman, whom he dearly loved; and he
had given him some money that was his portion, and would do nothing
else for him. The young man had taken some land and a house, but as
the rent was too high, he could not make enough of the land to pay
it; so he had been obliged to sell all his goods, and he had only as
much money left as would, with great saving, carry him to America,
where he had a brother who advised him to go out there.

"And now," said he, looking over at the pale face of his dear wife,
"What shall I do with the little creature she has left me? how shall
I carry it over the wide ocean without a mother to care for it, and
nurse it?"
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