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As Haldane composed the form for its last sleep he said: "My dear Mrs Poland, your faithful watch is ended, your husband suffers no o to your roo is properly attended to"

The poor wo over her husband's ashes, almost as motionless as they, and her ansas a low cry as she fell across his body in a swoon

Haldane lifted her gently up, and carried her fro at the door of the death-chamber, her eyes dilated with horror, he found poor Aasped

"No, Miss Amy She only needs your care to revive speedily Please lead the way to your mother's apartment"

"I think there is a God, and that he sent you" she whispered

"You are right," he replied, in the natural hearty tone which is so potent in reassuring the terror-stricken "Courage, Miss Amy; all will be well at last Now let me help you like a brother, and when yourto make her sleep; I then wish you to sleep also"

The poor lady revived after a tiht return to her husband's room, but fell back in utter weakness

"Mrs Poland," said Haldane gently, "you can do no good there Youunder the influence of an opiate

"Will you rest, too, Miss Ae, dark eyes looked as if they never would close again

Returning to the rooave a few directions to the old negress whoreatly needed himself