Sometimes I feel as though all the marrow in my bones were ice, and--and--at others just as though somebody were shoving a red-hot wire up them.

Can't you do anything for me ?" "I don't see what is to be done," answered Augusta, gently, for the man's misery touched her in spite of her dislike for him.

"You had better lie down and try to go to sleep." "To sleep!" he moaned; "how can I sleep?
My blanket is wringing wet and my clothes are damp," and he fairly broke down and began to groan and sob.
"Try and go to sleep," urged Augusta again.
He made no answer, but by degrees he grew quieter, overwhelmed, perhaps, by the solemn presence of the darkness.

Augusta laid her head against the biscuit-bag, and at last sank into blissful oblivion; for to the young, sleep is a constant friend.

Once or twice she woke, but only to drop off again; and when she finally opened her eyes it was quite light and the rain had ceased.
Her first care was for little Dick, who had slept soundly throughout the night and appeared to be none the worse.