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Dr Morris was very tired, for his labors that day had been unusually severe, and it ith a feeling of comfort and relief that he had turned his steps hoht fire waiting for hiht by the housekeeper, Mrs Hull, the other servants having gone to an adjoining town to attend the wedding party of a former associate It was very pleasant in that cozy library of oak and green, with the bright fire on the hearth, the heavy curtains shutting out all traces of the storly before hi the God who had given hi his ard heart that it had ever dared to repine He was not repining to-night; he had not repined for h he never sat down at hooith a new book beside hi wanting, a glancing at the eht perhaps of Katy, who could squeeze the whole of her slight for of her now, as with his hands crossed upon his head he sat looking into the fire and watching the bits of glowing anthracite dropping into the pan He was thinking of the sickbed which he had visited last, and how a faith in Jesus canhow the woman's eyes had sparkled when she told hier, or cold again, and how quickly their luster was dimmed when she spoke of her absent husband, the soldier to whom the news of her death with the child he had never seen would be a crushing blow

"They who have neither wife nor child are the happier perhaps," he said, and then the thought of Katy and her great sorrohen baby died, wondering if to spare herself that pain she would rather baby had never been "No--oh, no," he answered to his own inquiry "She would not lose the rave for all the world contains It is better once to love and lose than not to love at all In heaven we shall see and knohy these things were perainst them"