Ah! aunt, in his kingdom may we soon meet again: think of me often, dear aunt.

When I am gone you will be very lonely, but only for a short period are we separated." Dr.Bryant elevated her pillow that she might rest more easily.

She lifted her eyes to his pale face.

"Frank, will you turn the sofa that I may see the sun set once more ?" He moved it to the west window, and drew aside the curtain that the golden beams might enter: she could not look out, for the sofa was low, and sitting down beside her, he passed his arm around her, and lifted her head to his bosom.

For a time she looked out on the brilliant hues of the setting sun, now just visible above the tree tops.