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in its childish mind a thousand strange and fanciful no- 

 tions, until gentle slumber closes those pure innocent eyes! 

 Teasing and playing, she will come between that loving 

 couple in the dark bower, and break in upon their sweet, 

 silent communion. Beautiful as some fair saint, serenely 

 moving on her way in hours of trial and distress, she 

 watches like a mild, faithful companion by the side of 

 the sick-bed ; with peace and heavenly comfort in her 

 sweet, pale face, she soothes the weary eye and shortens 

 the long, painful night. Inspiration itself has asked, " Who 

 is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the 

 moon?" At last her gentle pilgrimage is ended; sink- 

 ing silently she drops down behind the sky, a faithful 

 witness of the brighter light that is to follow after this 

 faint moonlight life, and a gladsome prophet of the abun- 

 dance of peace which the Almighty has promised "as 

 long as the moon endureth." 



THE END, 



