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 would have thrown them upon the table, and called the reſt openly to partake of them. He would alſo have brought one to me. You know that when any thing is given him which he thinks I ſhall like, he runs to me and ſays, here grandmother, I hope you can eat this. O my ſon, if this child ſhould become a thief! This thought has tormented me ever ſince yeſterday. Where is Robert, fetch him I beg of you, I am deſirous of talking to him.

Shocked with this relation, Thomas Daviſon haſtened to find his ſon, and ſoon led him to his mother's bedſide; Suſan, with great dificulty, raiſed herſelf, and turning towards the child, took his two hands in hers, and preſſed them upon her heart, ſupporting her feeble head upon the ſhoulder of her grandſon.

What do you want with me grandmother? ſaid Robert, I hope you did not call me to ſee you die? My dear boy, replied Suſan, I ſhall certainly die very ſoon. Not yet, not yet, grandmother, I hope you will live till I am grown a man. Suſan, quite overcame with ſitting up, fainted away, and fell back into the bed, Thomas and his ſon burſt into tears, and each eagerly ſeized one of her hands. The poor old woman ſoon revived, and addreſſing herself to Robert, ſaid I am better now that I am laid down. Comfort yourself, my dear. I feel no pain in