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She searched , and so young, and so - well, so

unlike all this sort of thing? - Have you ever, no you never

have, seen much of sickness and death, and that?"

"No; not much"

"But you look as cal your

pardon, my dear; it's like you And you ain't one of the India

rubber sort, neither I alad you ain't, too; I don't think

that sort is fit to be nurses or anything else"

She looked at ly

"Miss Yates," I said, "I love Jesus I aives me to do"

"Oh!" said she "Well I ain't I sometimes wish I was But it

cooing to live, and he knows it, and he's kind o' worried about

it; and I can't say nothing to him Maybe you can I've

written his letters for him, and all that; but he's just

uneasy"

I asked, and she toldone I walked slowly down the ward,

thinking of this new burden of life-work that was laid upon me

and how to meet it My very heart sank I was so helpless And

rose too; for I re What

could I do?