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Ida - A Sketch "Death Loves a shining mark"

Ida, she going the beautifull, and beloved, was the only remaining child of her aged father. On her was lavished all the cherished hopes, and find love of his affectionate heart. And deeply and devotingly did she appreciate his tender affection. Scarce three months had elapsed since she had been called to look upon her Mother for the last time. Then it was that here naturally light and buoyant heart was crushed with grief. With a overwhelming beat of anguish she received the last blessing of her Mother. Ida my darling child said she feably "I am dying" I must leave the my gentle one and my beloved Father. Oh! speak "not so dear Mama" exclaimed she meeting Ida, throwing her self on her kins by the couch of her dying Mother no no more.