Little Lord Fauntleroy - illustrated online book

An American boy becomes A British Earl, By Frances Hodgson Burnett

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LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
fairly seated, he made two discoveries which pleased him: the first that, across the church where he could look at her, his mother sat and smiled at him; the second, that at one end of the pew, against the wall, knelt two quaint figures carven in stone, facing each other as they kneeled on either side of a pillar supporting two stone missals, their pointed hands folded as if in prayer, their dress very antique and strange. On the tablet by them was written something
of which he could only read the curious words:
" Here lyeth ye bodye of Gregorye Arthure Fyrst Earle of Dorincourt Allsoe of Ali-sone Hildegarde hys wyfe."
" May I whisper ? " inquired his lordship, devoured by curiosity.
"What is it?" said his grandfather.
" Who are they ? " " Some of your ancestors," answered the Earl, "who lived a few hundred years ago." 11 Perhaps," said Lord Fauntleroy, regarding them with respect, ".perhaps I got my spelling from them." And then he proceeded to find his place in the church service. When the music began, he stood up and looked across at his mother, smiling. He was very fond of music, and his mother and he often sang together, so he joined in with the rest, his pure, sweet, high voice rising as clear as the song of a bird. He quite forgot himself in his pleasure in it The Earl forgot himself a little too, as he sat in his curtain-shielded corner of the pew and watched the boy. Cedric stood with the
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