AN APPEAL.“Maud Percy Sidney, listen to me. Me an’ my child is desolate since you have took from us our purtector an’ surport. If my words cannot move you, let the wasted form of this poor child melt your heart, if it be not made of adamank or cast iron.”
AN APPEAL.“Maud Percy Sidney, listen to me. Me an’ my child is desolate since you have took from us our purtector an’ surport. If my words cannot move you, let the wasted form of this poor child melt your heart, if it be not made of adamank or cast iron.”
AN APPEAL.“Maud Percy Sidney, listen to me. Me an’ my child is desolate since you have took from us our purtector an’ surport. If my words cannot move you, let the wasted form of this poor child melt your heart, if it be not made of adamank or cast iron.”
AN APPEAL.
“Maud Percy Sidney, listen to me. Me an’ my child is desolate since you have took from us our purtector an’ surport. If my words cannot move you, let the wasted form of this poor child melt your heart, if it be not made of adamank or cast iron.”