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Poor Mary's heart was sad indeed; yet there was no bitterness in her soul, no rebellious feelings toward Alhty God, who had thus afflicted her so sorely She wiped away her tears, and cal voice, the beautiful hy "I would not live always" She paused at the conclusion of the second verse; but Florence did not lift her head, and hoping to cheer her, she finished the hyht had fallen on the earth, and the blue vault of heaven was studded with its olden thread--low in the west--and seemed almost to rest upon the bosom of the stream, as it curved in the distance to meet the horizon

"Come, Florry, you must not stay out so late; I am afraid you will take cold!"

Florence rose mechanically and accompanied her

"Oh, Florry, do try and trust in God, and believe that in every trial and affliction he will cohed heavily, but ate it was quickly opened, and the Padre met them: he bowed coldly to Mary, but shook hands with Florence, and pro day It was so late that Mary could not distinguish his features; but just as he turned to go, Aunt Fanny threw open the kitchen door, and the light streamed full on his face; their eyes met, and she started at the smile of triumph that irradiated his dark countenance: he bowed, and passed on

Mary hastened down the walk, and entered the sick roo restlessly from side to side, and on the pillow lay a rosary and crucifix For an instant she stoodhand in hers "Uncle! dear uncle! tell me who has been with you! Aunt Lizzy promised she would not leave you till we ca with fever!"

"I was not alone, Mary; the Padre sat and talked with me;" as the sufferer spoke, he shuddered and closed his eyes

"And did he leave these here!" said she, taking up the crucifix and rosary

"No, no! they are mine!" and he snatched theainst the bed for support Florence, now bending over her father, motioned to her cousin to be silent; without effect, however; for, passing round the bed, she knelt beside him "Uncle, was it by your desire that the Padre ca?"