After a moment's pause Lizzie added, "I am afraid Harry is not a Christian, and you must promise not to leave him until he has a well-founded hope that again in heaven I shall see him." Anna promised all, and then as Lizzie seemed exhausted she left her and returned home.

One week from that day she stood once more in Lizzie's sick-room, listening for the last time to the tones of the dying girl as she bade her friends adieu.

Convulsed with grief Lucy knelt by the bedside, pressing to her lips one little clammy hand, and accusing herself of destroying her sister's life.

In the furthest corner of the room sat Mr.Dayton.He could not stand by and see stealing over his daughter's face the dark shadow which falls but once on all.

He could not look upon her when over her soft brown eyes the white lids closed forever.