Tell her I have no fear, nay more, that I have great hope, and that heaven is opening for me.

Let her prepare to join me, where there is no sorrow nor parting." There was a silence, as if each were communing with their own hearts.
"You go to-morrow, Dr.Bryant?
Then you will not stay to see me die?
I am failing fast, and when you return, I shall have gone to that bourne whence no traveler comes back to tell the tale.

Let me thank you now, for your unvarying kindness; many have been your services, and a brother's care has ever followed me.

Thank you; I appreciate your kindness, and earnest and heartfelt is my prayer that you may be very happy and blest on earth; and when you, too, come to die, may your end be like mine--free from all fear, and may hope and joy attend your last moments!" Her breathing grew short, and large drops stood on her pure beautiful brow.
He had bent his head upon his bosom while she spoke, but now he raised it, and, taking her hand, clasped it warmly.
"Mary, Mary, if you knew what torture you inflicted, you would spare me this!" It was the first time he had called her Mary, and her pale lip quivered.
"Forgive me, if I cause you pain!" Bending forward, he continued, in a tone of touching sadness--"I had determined, Mary, to keep my grief locked in my own heart, and never to let words of love pass my lips.

But the thought of parting with you forever is more than I can bear.