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his with an intenseness that was painful,
and he endeavored to interpret that which
made the difference between this and his
former demeanor.
Your cares weary you, chaplain" he
said quietly; "ycu must be very faithful,
for ii is past midnight"
a. was on the point of going to bed,
when I was called to prepare dying
man for his last hour" was the mournful
response.
Indeed What poor fellow goes
ncxt?'' rejcined the young man, with a
look of mournful inquiry.
There was no answer; for the wealth of
the world, the chaplain could not have
spoken now. That tone so unconscious of
danger, that eye so full of SYMPATHY.
Still strange silence What did it mean
The sick mans inquiring glance changed
in moment to one of intense terror. He
raised both arms-let them fall heavily
upon the coverlet at his side, and in voice
totally altered by emotion, he gasped--
Great heaven! You mean me"
my dear friend" said the chaplain
unnamed.
II am to die, then-and-how-long?',
His eyes once more sought those of the
chaplain.
"You have made your peace with God,
let death come as soon as it will, he will
call you over the river
Yes; But this is awfully sudden
awfully sudden p his lips quivered he
looked up grievingly? land shall not
see my mother"
"Christ is better than mother" muir.
mered the chaplain.
. Yes" The word came in whisper.
His eyes were closed the lips still wore
that trembling grief as if the chastisc-
ment were too sore, too hard to be borne
but as the minutes passed, and the soul
lifted itself up stronger and more stcadi-
ly upon the wings of prayer, the counte-
nance grew calmer, the lips steadier, and
when the eyes were opened again, there
was light in their depths that could
have come only from Heaven.
9" | thank you for your courage" he
said, more feebly, taking the hand of the
chaplain.
" The bitterness is over now, and l feel
willing to die. Tell my mother" --he
paused, gave one sob, dry, and full of the
last anguish of earth" tell her how !
longcd to see her, but if God will permit
me will be near her. Tell her to CON-
fort all who loved me, to say that l thought
of them all. Tell my father l am glad
he gave me his consent, and that other
fathers will mourn for other sons. Tell
my minister, by word or letter, that l
thought of him, and that l thank him
for all his counsels. Tell him that l find
that Christ will not desert the passing
soul and that wish him to give my
testimony to the living, that nothing is
of real worth but the religion of Jesus.
And now will you pray with me?''
Oh what emotions swelled the heart
of that devoted man, as he knceled by
the bedside of that dying volunteer. the
young soldier of Christ; and with tones
so low that only the ear of God and that
of him who was passing away could hear,
besaught Gods grace and presence. Nov
or in all his experience had his heart been
so powerfully wrought upon ; never had a
feeling of such Vulnerable tenderness ia
Ike possession of his soul. He seemed al
ready in the presence of glorifed spir.
it; and after the prayer was over, re-
straining his sobs, he bent down, and
pressed upon the beautiful brow, already
chilled with the breath of the coming an
gel, twice, thrice, fervent kiss. They
might have been as tokens from the faith
or and mother, as we'll as himself So,
perhaps, toought the dying soldier, for a
heavenly smile touched his face with new
beauty, as he said. Thank you won't
trouble you any longer you are wearied
Out-go to your rest. :"
1.-The Lord God be with you,' was the