ace! in thy

and forms

s float to us t

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built of the finest marbles, encircled by broad verandas, the roofs or domes supported by massive or delicate pillars or columns; and winding steps led down to the pearl and golden walks. The style of the architecture was unlike anything I had

re we going?" a

sister," he an

anything like these?" I asked, with a w

ful house whose columns of very light gray marble shone through the green of the overhanging trees with

e!" and looking around, I saw the dearly-belo

ed, as we met i

onable to intercept you thus, in almost the first hour, but I heard that she was coming, and I could not wait. But now

d see her now," said

come!"

he old pet name for me years ago) "we have all eternity before

madam," he replied, with an e

nce at me. Then with a warm hand-clasp, and the parting inju

said, "what a joy

p the low steps on to the broad veranda, with its beautiful inlaid floor of rare and costly marbles, and its massive columns of gray, between which, vines covered with rich, glossy leaves o

eavenly!

e answered. "It cou

nt of this truth-my hear

d above, is surrounded by these

ose inlaid floor, mullioned window, and broad, low stairway at the far end, at once held

lcomes, dearest sister,

d to be my home?" I asked, as

t for you and my brother, and I ass

am to stay with you?" I

nd I am to stay with yo

r, always!" I cried,

resent; we never will be far apart again

reshold I stopped in wondering delight. The entire walls and floor of the room were still of that exquisite light gray marble, polished to the greatest luster; but

de," said

rush those perfect

ppose we gather

! I found it was imbedded in the marble. I tried another with

ly do not tell me that none

an see the whole room, and let me tell you about it." I did as he desired, and he continued: "One day as I was busily working upon the house,

really for Mr. a

,' I an

and the friends of our parents, and we want to know if

id, touched by the requ

looking about, one of them aske

id, wondering what t

e marble floor and busy at work. How they did it I do not know-it is one of the celestial arts, taught to those of highly artistic tastes-but they embedded each living flower just where and as it had fallen, in the marble, and preserved it as you see before you. They came several times before the work was completed, for the flowers do not wither here, nor fade, but were always fresh and perfect. And such a merry, happy company of young people, I never saw before. They laughed and chatted and sang, as

idly in my lap, during much of this narrative, and

vely people, Frank

e all strangers to me till they came here

are t

and Mae Camden. These were the girls, each lovely and beautiful. The boys,

hem, in the olden days, would ever bring to me this added happin

nt our lives in many ways would be! Every gentle word, every generous thought, every unselfish deed, will become a pillar of eternal beauty in the life to come. We cannot be

. A semicircular row of shelves, supported by very delicate pillars of gray marble, about six feet high, extended some fifteen feet into the spacious main room and cut it into two sections lengthwise, each with one of the bowed windows in the back, leaving still a large space beyond the dividing line, where the two sections united again in

r's desk,"

orite flower

never forget the tastes and

olded to me gradually as we lingered, talking together. My first sensation upon ente

we books

e and good to form a part of this life, then we ourselves may not enter. What would be the use of our ofttimes long lives, given to the pursuit of certain worthy and legitimate knowledge, if at death it all counts as nothing, and we begin this life on a wholly different line of thought and study? No, no; would that all could understand, as I said before, that w

them? Are any of them book

higher, stronger views they have themselves acquired, thus remaining leaders and teachers in this rarer life, as they were while yet in the world. Is it to be expected that the great soul who has so recently joined our ranks, whose 'Changed Life' and 'Pax Vobiscum' uplifted so many lives while on earth, should lay his pen aside when his clear brain and great heart have read t