could not save."

"It is all that I can do," she murmured, and,  her head on his
shoulder, a tempest of sobs shook her person.

He supported her tenderly, and said, in accents of the deepest ,
"Let every tear fall that will: they will do you good." At last, as
she became calmer, he added, "Remember that your great Elder Brother
has called the heavy laden to Him for rest."

At last she raised her head, turned, and gave one long parting look,
and, as Dennis saw her face in the white moonlight, it was the face
of a pitying angel. A low "Farewell!" trembled from her lips, she
leaned heavily on his arm, they turned away, and seemingly the curtain
fell between father and child to rise no more.

"Mr. Fleet," she said, pleadingly, "are you too tired to take me to
my old home on the north side?"

"Miss Ludolph, I could go to the ends of the earth for you, but you
are not equal to this strain upon your . Have  on
yourself."

But she said, in a low, dreamy tone: "I wordnetdesire to take leave to-night
of my old life