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of fine children, and I had two promising infants when I began the voyage. But they pined for the free air, and the fresh dews of the valley where they were born.

"I was ever watching and nursing them. One night, we were alarmed by great confusion and noise, and a chill that struck us to the heart. We heard a cry of "icebergs," and peeping through the window of our state room, saw monstrous masses of cold glittering ice floating around us.

"Then I heard the Pansy whispering to her little ones, not to be afraid to die. But I trembled with terror. That very night my youngest darling died. And had it not been for the care of my other drooping babe, I think I should have died too.

"The next day, they said we were out of danger, and the keen wintry cold passed away. And though we arrived safely, and I am happy in my new home, I never can bear to think of the voyage where my poor little one perished."

The kind neighbor could not help shivering with sympathy at the tale of sorrow. "I have heard people who walk in the garden, call you the Daisy of Runnimede. What can they