I passed into the hall and out of the house, with the thought "I cross his threshold now for the last time;" but I must remain near and finish my school, when I would be present to meet those monstrous charges before the world.

My reveries did not interfere with my school duties, and when they were over I sat in the old meeting-house or walked its one aisle, with the quiet dead lying all around me, thinking of that good fight which I should fight, ere I finished my course, and lay down to rest as they did.

But the sun went down, the long twilight drew on the coming night, and I was homeless.

Where should I go?
I thought of the Burkhammers, whose little son lay among the dead beside me.

I had tended him in his last illness and prepared his body for burial.