In the drawing room, she hurried to a window to wave. But she didn't quite make it, for the train was already moving.
Behind her, waving through the trickling rain on the pane, she could see vague, blurred faces. She smiled. Then she plopped herself down and sai "Well, pop.
Here we are."
The porter peeked in His face was one huge grin.
all wants anything', jess ring dat bell," he announced cheerily dium' cab is two cab in de rear."
The old lady hardly heard him. She looking out through the steam-
One day we shall know as we are known, and see, if we do His will, how beautiful is the pattern He has worked out in us.
One other word.—There are some burdens we must bear to the very end. But there is only one cross I ray that none of you may have to one many people carry, and suffer from the carrying ithout knowing the reason. That cross is to be without God, and with-Hope. for the two are bound ether in an unalterable sequence. They know nothing of the comfort and the sweetness of forgiveness, and that comes from a living seem to ha heart of Wealth, people may thing that the could desire.—Fortune, love—qualities of mind ter—but if the world in which they move is empty of a sense of God's if they know nothing of the love of Christ, nor the powe His cross, then they e of all men most to be pitied. We of them as the w great and honourable a leper. coated pane, watching the cows—and the billboards—whirl by.
"1 seems too good to be true," she murmured. "Honest it does, poppa. You and me a-gain' off like this to Niagara Falls. It just don't seem real" Her little face was saddened. "It's been so many years, poppa. So many years of waiting, hoping, and thinking maybe next year will be the time.
"I don't think even you knew how much I wanted this. No poppa, not even you. I mean that.
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