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"Now, Mr Baxter, iine to yourself some soul that you have loved passionately, who has crossed over to the other side" Laurie drew a long, noiseless breath, steadying hilories, according to her measure; she is at an end of doubts and fears and suspicions She knows because she sees But do you think that she is absorbed in these things? You know nothing of huenuine emotion)"if you can think that! If you can think that her thought turns only to herself and her joys Why, her life has been lived in your love by our hypothesis--you were at her bedside when she died, perhaps; and she clung to you as to God Himself, when the shadow deepened Do you think that her first thought, or at least her second, will not be of you? In all that she sees, she will desire you to see it also

She will strive, crave, hunger for you--not that she may possess you, but that you may be one with her in her own possession; she will send out vibration after vibration of sy; and you, on this side, will be tuned to her as none other can be--you, on this side, will be eht and sound of her Is death then so strong?--stronger than love? Can a Christian believe that?"

The change in the man was extraordinary His heavy beard and brows hid half his face, but his whole being glowed passionately in his voice, even in his little treestures, and Laurie sat astonished Every word uttered seemed to fit his own case, to express by an alled in his own heart during this last week It was A froliht of earthly day

Mr Vincent cleared his throat a little, and at the sound the two motionless women stirred and rustled a little The sound of a hansole of bells swelled out of the distance, passed, and went into silence before he spoke again Then it was in his usual slow voice that he continued

"Conceive such a soul as that, Mr Baxter She desires to communicate with one she loves on earth, with you or me, and it is a human and innocent desire Yet she has lost that connection, that machinery of which we have spoken--that connection of which we know nothing, between matter and spirit, except that it exists