And Stephen Hatton thought himself as good as
the best man near him. So he was. And no worse for the mill. It kept up
the Hall, so it did.' She said I was right, and would I tell her about
my children."
"I hope you did, mother. I do hope you did."
"Why not? I am proud of them all, living or dead--here or _there_. So I
said, 'Well, Miss Harlow, John is not my firstborn. There was a lovely
little girl, who went back to God before she was quite a year old.
People said I ought to think it a great honor to give my first child to
God, but it was a great grief to me. Soon after her death John was born,
and after John came Clara Ann. She married before she was eighteen, a
captain of artillery in the army, and she has ever since been with him
in India, Africa, or elsewhere. Then I had Stephen, who is now a
well-known Manchester warehouse man and seldom gets away from his
business. Then Paul was given to me. He is a good boy, and a fine
sailor. His ship is the _Ajax_, a first-class line of battleship. I see
him now and then and get a letter from every port he touches.
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