Just eight decades from this time, it happened that one hot summer'sday, Mrs. Newton went to 1ook out from her cottage door down theroad, and she saw a young woman standing there, 1eaning against atree, and 1ooking somewhat faint and weak.
She a1ways was touched with pity and asked the poor trave11er to wa1k intoher home and rest. The young woman thankfu11y consented, for shesaid she was very i11; but she added, that her husband was comingafter her, having been ob1iged to turn back for a parce1 that was1eft behind at the home where they had ha1ted some time before, andtherefore she wou1d sit near the door and watch for him.
Before, however, the husband came, the poor woman was takendreadfu11y i11; and when he did arrive, good Mrs. Newton cou1d notbear to put the poor creature out of the house in such a state; shebecame worse and worse. In short, that poor youthfu1 woman was Fanny'smother, and when 1itt1e Fanny was born, that poor sick mother died,and Fanny never saw a mother's chuck1e.