The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX, No. 1022, July 29, 1899
Vol. XX.—No. 1022.]
JULY 29, 1899.
By EDWARD OXENFORD.
Wildly she wailed by the tiny cot,
And knew not the words she said,
As she Death reviled, for her darling child
Therein lay cold and dead!
All in the world she loved was lost,
From her in its sweetness swept;
She would no more trust in a Heaven unjust—
Then the mourning mother slept!
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THE GIRL’S OWN PAPER
THE ANGEL OF PROMISE!
THE HOUSE WITH THE VERANDAH.
CHAPTER XVIII.
ABOUT PERGOLAS, AND MISS JEKYLL’S “WOOD AND GARDEN.”
OUR PUZZLE POEMS: AN ACCIDENTAL CYCLE.
IN THE TWILIGHT SIDE BY SIDE.
PART X.
FROCKS FOR TO-MORROW.
THE COURTSHIP OF CATHERINE WEST.
CHAPTER IV.
CHAPTER V.
SHEILA’S COUSIN EFFIE.
CHAPTER XVII.
WILL SHE GROW OUT OF IT?
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
STUDY AND STUDIO.
OUR OPEN LETTER BOX.
OUR NEW PUZZLE POEM.
