Once a bold and insensitive little girl, itching to know more of this story-book history, had broken the silence about Mrs. Fingál and had asked Camilla bluntly, "Say, who was your mother, anyway?"

"Her mother isn't dead a year yet!

A lean mother-cat came and rubbed her thin, pendent flanks against their legs, purring and whining.

She studied history and Latin with her father; mathematics with her mother.

Her mother looked at her askance, and thought that children are unaccountable.

As she looked about her, her mother stopped laughing and watched her face with a painful attention.

"Why, Lawrence Marshall!" cried his mother, picking him up in strong arms; "how ever in the world did you get here!"

At the time she had seen nothing funny in Aunt Victoria's statement, but she was now immensely tickled to remember Aunt Victoria's Olympian certainty of herself and her mother's grave mask of serious consideration of the idea.

" "Oh, go to bed, Sylvia; don't sit there maundering over the concert," said her mother, with a good-natured asperity.

Mrs. Marshall prided herself on her undeceived view of life, but she was as ready to hear praise of her spirited and talented daughter as any other mother, and quite melted to Mrs. Draper, although her observations from afar of the other woman's career in La Chance had never before inclined her to tolerance.

Then there are the two parlours;the one in which we sit of an evening, my mother and I and Peggotty,for Peggotty is quite our companion,and the best parlour where we sit on a Sunday; grandly, but not so comfortably, while my mother reads the old familiar Bible stories to us.

Then there are the two parlours;the one in which we sit of an evening, my mother and I and Peggotty,for Peggotty is quite our companion,and the best parlour where we sit on a Sunday; grandly, but not so comfortably, while my mother reads the old familiar Bible stories to us.

During my visit I had been completely absorbed in my new companions, but no sooner were we turned homeward than my heart began to throb at thought of again seeing my mother,my comforter and friend.

To my surprise, when we reached the dear old Rookery, not my mother, but a strange servant opened the door.

As he walked me into the parlour, he said to my mother, "Clara, my dear, you will not be made uncomfortable any more, I hope.

Above all the noise we made, I heard them running up the stairs and crying outmy mother and Peggotty.

She hugged me and kissed me, and on that first blessed night, as Mr. and Miss Murdstone were away on a visit, mother and Peggotty and I dined together by the fireside in the old fashion.

My mother spoke of herself as a weak, ignorant young thing whom the Murdstones were endeavouring to make as strong in character as themselves.

I kissed my mother, and had climbed into the carrier's cart when I heard her calling me.

He was studying at Oxford, but was on his way to visit his mother, who lived just out of London.

"I think they must certainly come to-morrow, eh, mother?" said Kit, laying aside his hat with a weary air, and sighing as he spoke.

There was the baby, too, who sat as good as gold, trying to force a large orange into his mouth, and gazing intently at the lights in the chandelier,there he was, sitting in his mother's lap, and making indentations in his soft visage with an oyster-shell, so contentedly that a heart of iron must have loved him!

The man contented himself by briefly replying "Wisitors," and led Kit down behind a grating, outside which, and beyond a railing, Kit saw with a palpitating heart, his mother with the baby in her arms; and poor little Jacob, who, when he saw his brother, and thrusting his arms between the rails to hug him, found that he came no nearer, began to cry most piteously, whereupon Kit's mother burst out sobbing and weeping afresh.

One night he had been thinking of his mother and her picture in the drawing-room downstairs.

One afternoon I was wandering in the church-yard where my mother and father were buried, when I was accosted by a fearful man all in coarse grey, with a great iron on his leg.