Languages & literature > Aurus clavus, or, The adventures of a gold trinket, supposed to have been written by itself

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carried a child in her arms, muffled up in
part of a large grey mantle, drawn straight
around her own person, and wore a bonnet that
protruded from her face, as if she wished
to conceal it. My master approached, and
gazed with much interest. A glimmering of
bygone days flashed aver his mind, and on
catching a glance of her features, his conjectures
were the more confirmed. “ Can it be
possible!” he said to himself, and drawing a
coin of respectable weight from his pocket, he
with delicacy put it into her hand.
When turning round her head to express the
gratitude with which she met his charity, my
master said in a low and sorrowful voice, “ The
days have been when thou wert not at the
mercy of the cold unheeding passer by. Julia
K !” Here they gazed into each others
faces, and looked the feelings which bore the
recollection of bygone years. In this moment
of recognition and excitement Kenneth dropt
me, and I had to part with that kind master
who had borne me far and carried me long.
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This world is a scene of perpetual change,
and nothing changes oftener than fashion. Need