407 "The Old Nurse's Story" by Elizabeth Gaskell
The History of Literature
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The Little Lambie, My Little Lady, My Queen, My Darling!
"I saw my wee bear knee lying still, and white and stiff in his arms as if she had been dead. It was bitter cold, so cold that the air almost took the skin off my face as I ran." "Shepard told me he had been up the fels to gather in his sheep before the deep cold of night came on," says Miss Fernaval. "'Bring the warming pan' said I, and I carried her upstairs, and began undressing her by the nursery fire"' She fell away into a soft sleep as soon as her pretty head had touched the pillow", writes Mrs Fernaval. 'And when she wakened up bright and clear, or so I
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