She has a Bible in her hand, and the sweet young face is bent earnestly, lovingly, over the holy book.
On the veranda stands the mother, watching her darlings with eyes that grow misty with glad tears, while her heart sends up its joyous thanksgiving to Him who had been the Guide of her youth and the stay and staff of maturer years.
A step approaches, and her husband's arm encircles her waist, while, as she turns her head, his kindly gray eyes gaze into the depths of her soft hazel ones, with a love stronger than life--or than death.
"Do you know, little wife, what day this is ?" She answered with a bright, glad smile; then her head dropped upon his shoulder.
"Yes, my husband; ten years ago to-day I committed my happiness to your keeping, and never for one moment have I regretted the step." "Bless you, darling, for the word! How great are the mercies of God to me! Yonder is our first-born.

I see you as you were when first I met and coveted you; and here you stand by my side, the true wife who has been for ten years the joy and light of my heart and home.

Wife, I love you better to-day than ever before, and if it be the will of God, may we yet have five times ten years to live together in love and harmony." "We shall!" she answered earnestly; "eternity is ours, and death itself can part us but for a little while." THE END..