Old Kensington. Anne Thackeray Ritchie
rel="nofollow" href="#ulink_8a19fc69-5698-5ad6-bbca-fb75b20c4bb5">UNBORN TO-MORROW AND DEAD YESTERDAY.
THUS FAR THE MILES ARE MEASURED FROM THY FRIEND.
I BRING YOU THREE LETTERS—I PRAY YOU READ ONE.
WHAT AUNT SARAH LEFT FOR DOLLY.
'SING HOARSE, WITH TEARS BETWEEN.'
THAT THOU ART BLAMED SHALL NOT BE THY DEFECT.
HOLY ST. FRANCIS, WHAT A CHANGE IS HERE.
SEE YOU NOT SOMETHING BESIDE MASONRY?
THE PLAY IS PLAYED, THE CURTAIN DROPS.
CHAPTER I.