to do with the dagger did you mean to kill yourself she shook her head slowly and then was silent for a long while at last looking at him with solemn eyes she whispered to kill aim my loved one vou would never have done it god saw your whole heart he knows you would never harm a living thing mb s love watches his children and will not let them do things they would pray with their whole hearts not to do it was the angry thought of a moment and he you she sank into silence again till it was nearly midnight the weary spirit seemed to be making its slow way with difficulty through the of thought and when she began to whisper again it was in reply to but i had had such wicked feelings for a long while i was so angry and i hated miss so and did n t care what came to anybody because i was so miserable myself i was full of bad passions no one else was ever so wicked yes many are just as wicked i often have very wicked feelings and am tempted to do wrong things but then my body is stronger than yours and i can hide my feelings and resist them better they do not master me so you have seen the little birds when they are young and just begin to fly how ail their feathers are ruffled when they are frightened or angry they have no power over themselves and fall into a pit from mere fright you were like one of those little birds your sorrow and suffering had taken such hold of you you hardly knew you did he would not speak long lest he should tire her and ss her with too many thoughts long pauses seemed needful for her she could her feelings in short but when i meant to do it was the next she whispered it was as bad as if i had done it no my answered slowly waiting a little between each sentence we mean to do wicked things that we never could do just as we mean to do good or clever things that we never could do our thoughts are often worse than we are just as they are often better than we are and god sees ns as we are altogether not in separate feeling or actions as our see us we are always doing each other injustice and thinking ix or worse of each other than we deserve because we only hear and see separate words and actions we don t see each other s whole ture but god sees that you could not have committed that crime shook her head slowly and was silent after a while � i don t know she said i seemed to see him coming towards me just as he would really have looked and i meant � i meant to do it but when you saw him � tell me was i saw him on the and thought he was ill i don t know how it was then i forgot everything i knelt down and spoke to him and � and he took no notice of me and his eyes were fixed and i began to think he was dead and you have never felt angry since o no no it is i who have been more wicked than any one it is i who have been wrong ail through no the fault has not all been yours he was wrong he gave yon provocation and wrong makes wrong when people use us ill we can help having ill feeling towards but that second wrong is more i am more sinful than yon i have often had very bad feelings towards captain and if he had provoked me as he did you i perhaps have done something more wicked o it was not so wrong in him he didn t know how he hurt me how was it likely he love me as i loved him and how could he marry a poor little thing like me made no reply to this and there was again silence till said � then i was so they did n t know how wicked i was did n t know his good little monkey he used to call me and if ha of ui o he n he would have thought me my we have all our secret sins and if we l new ourselves we should not judge each harshly ir himself has felt since this came upon him that he has heen too in this way � in th� so en and answering words of comfort � the hours op from the deep black night tp twilight and from twilight tp the first yellow streak of morning parting the purple mr as if in the hours of night that his love and to had acquired fresh strength and ty it is so wi i the human relations that rest on the deep sympathy pf new day and night of joy or sorrow is a new ground a new tion the that is nourished by memories as well as hop s to which perpetual repetition is a e hut a want and to which a separated joy is the beginning of pain the b an to crow the gate swung j there was a tramp of footsteps in the yard and mr heard stirring these sounds seemed to for she looked anxiously at him and said d are you going away no i shall stay here at until you are better and then you will go away too never to the again no i shall live poorly and get my own bread well dearest you shall do what yon like best but i wish yon go to sleep now try to rest and by and by you will perhaps sit up a little god has 