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mother's tears fall softly upon him, and was
conscious that his tall,handsome,grave-eyed,

and still young father stood again by the
bedside.

* It seems so sad to think,T said the
mother, as she lovingly pressed her husband’s

caressing hand, i that this poor little mite

has been brought into a world where there
is so little room for him /

‘There is at least room for him in our
hearts/ said his father.

4 Those poor hearts of ours,’ she sighed,

‘ so over-full already ! 1
Then they fell into a long, sad silence,

and Fairbrass marvelled. W hat could it all
mean ? With such comfortable, nay, even

delightful, surroundings, what had they to
be sad about ?

Poor little innocent man ! He had yet
to learn that in the beautiful world to which

he was one of the most recent additions,

there exists a Never-Tiring, Day and Xight,
Heart and Brain, Man-Manufactured Tor­

mentor, whose name is ‘M oney/ and that at