I used to pray ivery night and morning and many times the day to see me mother.

Now I only pray to die quickly and never risk the sight of her.

'Tain't no ways possible, Angel! It's a wildness of your dear head.

Oh, do for mercy sake, kiss me once more and be letting me go!" "Not for a minute!" cried the Angel.

"Not for a minute, if those are all the reasons you have.