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He Fell in Love with His Wife by Edward Payson Roe
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the child? The best she could do was to draw the little waif out and obtain
some explanation of her unexpected appearance. But first she asked, "Have you
had any breakfast?"

Jane shook her head.

"Oh, then you must have some right away."

"Don't want any. I want to die. I oughtn' ter been born."

"Tell me your troubles, Jane. Perhaps I can help you."

"No, you'd be like the rest. They all hate me and make me feel I'm in the
way. He's the only one that didn't make me feel like a stray cat, and now
he's gone and got married," and the child sobbed aloud.

Her grief was pitiful to see, for it was overwhelming. Alida stooped down,
and gently lifting the child up, brought her in. Then she took off the wet
hat and wiped the tear-stained face with her handkerchief. "Wait a minute,
Jane, till I bring you something," and she ran to the dairy for a glass of
milk. "You must drink it, she said, kindly but firmly.

The child gulped it down, and with it much of her grief, for this was
unprecedented treatment and was winning her attention.

"Say," she faltered, "will you ask him to let me stay?"

"Yes, I'll ask him, but I can't promise that he will."

"You won't ask him 'fore my face and then tell him not to behind my back?" and
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