In due time she received into her home about twenty of these unfortunate little ones.

Among them was a boy of three years, who was a most frightful and disagreeable object.
He resembled a skeleton.

His skin was covered with hideous blotches and sores.

He was always whining and crying.

This poor little fellow gave the good lady more care and trouble than all the others together.
She did her best for him, and was as kind as possible--washed him, fed him, nursed him.