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THE FORTUNATE CURE.
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In the excess of her joy, her mamma gazed at
her, pressed her to her bosom, kissed her, and
endeavoured to speak, but could not give vent
to her feelings, till they burst forth in a flood of
tears.
Madame Stein, for a while, enjoyed in silence
a sight so pleasing; at last, she said to her mo¬
ther,—You gave her to me, madam, dying: I
return her to you, in the full vigour of health :
and what is still better, I return her good, gen¬
tle, and rational; with an equal temper, and a
feeling heart, worthy of her fortune, and capable
of making you, herself, and every body happy.
She is yet young, however, and so liable to re¬
lapse, if not properly treated, that much must
depend upon yourself, madam. If you would
prevent such fearful consequences, you will do
well to see that she follows the instructions con¬
tained in this paper: they are not rigorous, but
they are necessary—She will follow them, re¬
plied her mother: be pleased to give them to me,
madam.—At these words she took the paper
which Madame Stein presented her, and read
aloud what follows:
“ She must live six months of the year in the
country. When in town, she must go seldom
to public places. She must walk often, as well
in winter as in summer. She must eat nothing