breast had been so deeply wounded by what she had seen of him that she was unwilling to leave him alone lost he should lament and despair again father dear i am not tired let me come back presently when you are in bed and sit by you he asked her with an air of protection if she felt solitary yes father then come back by all means my love i shall be quiet father don t think of me my dear he said gi ing her his kind fully come back by all means he seemed to be when she returned and she put the low fire together ver softly lest e should awake him but he overheard her and called out who was that only father my child come here i want to say a word to you he raised a little in his low bed as she beside it to bring her face near him and put his hand between hers both the private father and the father of the were strong him then my love you have had a life of hardship here companions no many cares i am afraid don t think of that dear i never do you know my position i have not been able to do much for you but all i have been able to do i have done yes my dear she rejoined kissing him i know i am in the twenty third year of my life here he said with a catch in his breath that was not so much a sob as an irrepressible sound of self approval the outburst of a noble consciousness it is all i could do for my children � i have done it love you are by far the best loved of the three have had you principally in my mind � whatever i have done for your sake my dear child have done freely and without murmuring only the wisdom that holds the clue to all hearts and all mysteries can surely know to what extent a man especially a man brought down as this man had been can impose upon himself enough for the present place that he lay down with wet serene in a manner majestic after his life of degradation as a sort of portion m the devoted child upon whom its miseries had fallen so and whose love alone had saved him to be even what he was that child had no doubts asked herself no questions for she was but too content to see him witli a lustre round his head poor dear good dear truest kindest dearest were the only words she had for him as she hushed him to rest she never left him all that night as if had done him a wrong which tenderness could hardly repair she sat by him in his sleep at times softly kissing him with suspended breath and calling him in a whisper by some name at times she stood aside so as not little it to the low fire light and watching him when it fell upon his sleeping wondered did he look now at all as he had looked when he was prosperous and happy as he had so touched her by imagining that he might look once more in that time at the t of that time she beside his bed again and prayed spare his life save him to me look down upon my dear long suffering unfortunate much changed dear dear father until the morning came to protect him and encourage him did she give him a lost kiss and leave the small room when she had stolen down stairs and along the empty yard and had crept up to her own high garret the and the distant country hills were over the wall in the clear morning as she gently opened the window and looked eastward down the prison yard the upon the wall were tipped with red then made a sullen purple jf pattern on the sun as it came flaming up into the heavens the had never looked so sharp and cruel nor the bars so heavy nor the prison space so gloomy and contracted she thought of the on rolling rivers of the on wide seas of the sunrise on rich of the sunrise on great forests where the birds were waking and the trees were rustling and she looked down into the living grave on � the sun had risen with her father in it three and twenty years and said in a burst of sorrow and compassion no no i have seen him in my life j xx moving in society ir young john had the inclination and the power to te ft he would have had no need to go for an r the family of his beloved he would have it amply in that gallant brother and that dainty sister so g d in mean experiences and so conscious of the w so to beg or borrow fix m the poorest to eat of anybody s q end anybody s money drink from anybody s cup and break it l to have painted the sordid facts of their and they the death s head apparition of the family come and scare would have made young john a s t of the first water tip had turned his liberty to hopeful account by becoming a he had troubled himself so little as to the means of his x f that scarcely needed to have been at the pains of pressing the mind of mr on that subject whoever had him the compliment he very readily accepted the compliment with and there was an end of it issuing forth from the hi these easy terms he became a and now looked in at the little ground in a green se n j second hand with a shining collar and bright buttons new and drank tho beer of 