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“ The suffering child is snugly laid.
Ah! what a change from the bare loft,
Where in the dark and cold she stayed.
And dainty food is to her brought;
While gentle words and tender smiles
Soothe the slow hours of burning pain,
And pity half her grief beguiles.
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Yet the nurse sees an anxious look
In the wide eyes of loveliest blue,
And asks what troubles Nelly still—
What more for her they all can do.
“Oh! please,” said Nelly, “do not think
I am not happy—you’re too good ”

“ FREDERICK WARNE & CO.
MY DOG TRAY.
Twice every week a poor, thin man,
Holding his little daughter’s hand,
Walked feebly to a hospital,
Close by the busy London Strand.
He hoped the clever doctors there
In time would make him strong and well,
That he might go to work again,
And live to care for little Nell. ”

“ And Nelly thinks, “How good is God,
Who made this lovely summer day,
And gave me for my own dear pet,
As friend and guard, My old dog Tray.”
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