"But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. You poor man, what have you been doing to yourself?” “Nothing except travelling all night,” he answered. ” He nodded. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. I wanted you to know. ’ ‘I do not tell you why,’ the lady uttered flatly. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. “When one is happy—I don’t like to think of them.
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