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"When love shall, pitying, call me home, / To that sweet, sweet home that has long been hers, / With yearning rapture my eyes will roam / O'er throngs of the sainted worshippers. / For I think the child with the starry eyes, / Who vanished away to that far-off land, / Will look from some window in Paradise, / And beckon me in with her tiny hand. " / _Helen Marion Burnside._
Queenie's forebodings were not verified, for, in spite of two / untoward circumstances, the greater part of the winter passed quietly / to the inhabitants of the cottage and Church-Stile House.