It won't be much, Mrs.Grubb, and it will keep the little ones from being hungry all day and till late to-morrow." Her voice failed her as she uttered the last sentence.

But she restrained herself after the first sob that heaved her overladen bosom, and stood calmly awaiting the answer to her urgent petition.
Mrs.Grubb was a woman, and a mother into the bargain.

She had, too, the remains of a woman's heart, where lingered a few maternal sympathies.

These were quick to prompt her to duty.

Turning away without a reply, she weighed out two pounds of fish, measured a peck of potatoes, poured out some milk in a cup, and filled a small paper with flour.