This is the sort of book I like. it is falling to bits; from a handwritten inscription on the title page it seems to have been given by Harriet Sykes to Mary White in Torquay in February 1816. It hascheerful hymns such as About dying, A child's lamentation for the death of a dear mother, A child's grave - `Alas poor baby, did it die?How dismal that must be', Let's get back home and have a cup of tea. ( )