. On a candlestick . ,»•. THE ORANGE GIRL. dither, the (Dranne (SirL 6 o 4) WHAT shall I do ? said the poor orangeto herself. 4 I would like to keep theSabbath holy for the sake of mj dear, dearmother, and for Gods sake too, she addedreverently, if he has not forgotten it was only for myself, I would not mindit, but I cant bear to have dear Jamie goanother day without anything to eat. It was Sabbath morning. Esther stood o at the door of the little low attic room withone hand on the latch, and with her basketof oranges in the other. Her old bonnet wastied on, and her ragged clothing was
. On a candlestick . ,»•. THE ORANGE GIRL. dither, the (Dranne (SirL 6 o 4) WHAT shall I do ? said the poor orangeto herself. 4 I would like to keep theSabbath holy for the sake of mj dear, dearmother, and for Gods sake too, she addedreverently, if he has not forgotten it was only for myself, I would not mindit, but I cant bear to have dear Jamie goanother day without anything to eat. It was Sabbath morning. Esther stood o at the door of the little low attic room withone hand on the latch, and with her basketof oranges in the other. Her old bonnet wastied on, and her ragged clothing was wrap-ped about her with an evident desire to keepup the appearance of decency. Her feetand ankles were bare, but happily it wan 4: ESTHER, THE ORANGE GIRL. summer, and she would not suffer from thecold. She cast a longing look toward the cor-ner, where a childish form, half covered withrags, lay on a bunch of straw. A face paleand thin, and looking prematurely old, wasturned toward her ; but the eyes were closedin sleep,
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