tear away the objects of my lore oh heaven how wind i am how helpless and alone her afflicted father hung his head and offered do reply but is his and sorrow she had been but a short time in this passion of regret ihe on the hearth unheard by all but her began to not merrily but in a ion faint way it was so mournful that her tears began to flow and when the presence which had been beside the all night appeared her pointing to her father they fell down like rain she heard the voice more plainly soon and was through her blindness of the presence hovering about her father mary said the blind girl tell me what my home ft what it truly is it is a poor place very poor and bare indeed the house will scarcely keep out wind and rain another winter it is as roughly from the weather dot in a low clear voice as your poor father in his coat the blind girl greatly agitated rose and led the b little wife aside those presents that i took such care of that came almost at my wish and were so dearly welcome to she said trembling where did they come from did you them v no who then dot saw she knew already and was silent the blind girl spread her hands before her face again but in quite another r now dear mary a moment one moment more this way on the hearth m p softly to me you are true i know you d not deceive ine now would you � no indeed no i am sure you would not you have too much pity for me mary look across the room to where we were now to here my father is � my father so compassionate and loving to me � and tell me what you see i see said dot who understood her well an old man sitting in a chair and leaning sorrowfully on the back with his resting on his hand as if his child should comfort him yes yes she will go on he is an old man worn with care and work he is a spare dejected thoughtful grey haired man i see him now ent and bowed down and striving against nothing but i have seen him many times before and striving hard in many ways for one great sacred object and i honor his grey head and bless him the blind girl broke away from her and throwing herself upon her knees before him took the grey head to her breast it is my sight restored it is my sight she cried i have been blind and how my eyes are open i never knew him to think i might have died and never truly seen the ther who has been so loving to me there were no words for s emotion there is not a gallant figure on this earth exclaimed the blind girl holding him in her embrace that i would love so dearly and would cherish so as this the and w the dearer father never let them say i am blind there s not a in his face there s not a hair upon his head that shall be forgotten in my prayer and thanks to heaven managed to articulate my and in my blindness i believed said the girl caressing him with tears of exquisite affection to be bo and having him beside me day by day so of always never dreamed of the blue coat said poor the fresh smart father he s gone nothing is gone she everything is here � in you the father that i never whom i first began to such sympathy for me all to me the soul of all dearest father no le father that i loved bo well and never knew the love lie had you nothing is dead ar to me is � here with the worn face a father any longer course upon he ihe little clock was within id the grey head and i am not blind had been during this daughter but looking now towards the meadow she saw that the and fell here she is ever told me anything of im afraid returned into a nervous and excited state father said hesitating yea my dear returned there is no change in her you i her that was not true i should have done it my dear f if i could have made her than she was but i must have changed her for the worse if i had changed her at all nothing could improve her confident as the blind girl had been when she asked the question her delight and pride in the reply and her renewed embrace of dot were charming to behold more changes than you think for may happen though my dear said dot changes for the better i mean changes for great joy to some of us you mustn t let them yoa too on the hearth much if any such should ever happen and affect are those wheels upon the road you ve a quick ear are they wheels yes very fast � i � i � i know you have a quick ear said dot placing her hand upon her heart and evidently talking on as fast as she could to hide its state because i have noticed it often and because you were so quick to find out that strange step last night though why you should have said as i very well recollect you did say whose step is that and why you have taken any greater observation of it than of any other step i don t know though as i said just now there are great changes in the world great changes and we can t do better than prepare ourselves to be surprised at hardly anything wondered what this meant 