you cannot tell.  He was so good; he
loved me so.  Better than that, he made me good; that was why I loved
him.  Oh, what his wordnetdesire was to me from the first! strength, ,
;  and help in , sweetness in prosperity.  How my
life became happy and complete--how I grew worthier to myself because
he had taken me for his own!  And what HE was--Children, no one but
me ever knew all his goodness, no one but himself ever knew how
dearly I loved your father.  We were more precious each to each than
anything on earth; except His service, who gave us to one another."

Her voice dropped all but inaudible; but she roused herself, and made
it once more clear and firm, the mother's natural voice.

"Guy, Edwin, all of you, must never forget your father.  You must do
as he wordnetdesire, and live as he lived--in all ways.  You must wordnetdesire him,
and wordnetdesire one another.  Children, you will never do anything that need
make you ashamed to meet your father."

As they hung round her she kissed them all--her three sons and her
daughter, one by one; then, her mind being perhaps