habits than those she had formerly known. Her children helped to keep
alive her religious impressions. They often talked to her about the
school from which she had taken them, of their lessons, and the
observations of the master and mistress, on different parts of the
Scriptures, and at other times they catechised each other on the objects
that presented themselves on the road, in the same way they had been used
to in the Infants' Schools; to which they often begged their mother to
let them return. These circumstances, she has since said, made her so
miserable that she felt she _could not live as she had done_.

Some time after this, she made a visit to a parish in which another of
her children was born, near Basingstoke. She entered the cottage of an
old couple who sold fruit, &c. Tea being proposed, the old woman
expressed her surprise that she had not seen her visitor for so long a
time, saying she was glad she was come, as she wanted her to tell her
many things, meaning future events. She mentioned a great deal that
another Gipsy woman had told her, on which the reformed one
exclaimed--_Don't believe her_, _dame_. _It is all lies_. _She knows no
more about it than you do_. _If you trust to what she says_, _you will
be deceived_. The old woman was still more surprised, and asked _how
she_, who had so often told their fortunes, and had promised them such
good luck, could be so much altered? The woman taking her Testament from
her bosom, replied, "I have learned from this blessed book, and from my
kind friends, _that all liars shall have their portion in the lake that
burneth with brimstone and fire_; and rather than tell fortunes again, I
would starve." She then opened her book and began reading a chapter,
endeavouring to explain as she read, at which her host and hostess began
to weep. She told them that though she knew she had been a great sinner,
and was one still, yet she never had felt so happy as then. The old
woman observed, that _she_ could not say _she was happy_, and wished to
know what she must do to feel happy. The Gipsy replied, you must leave
off selling on Sundays, and go to a place of worship, and learn to read
the Testament, and to pray, and _then_ you will become happy.

This poor Gipsy woman, who was so anxious to instruct those she had many
times deceived, was soon after taken sick, at which time her distress of
soul was very great; and she then said, were she to die, her _soul could