eyes, which seemed always to be seeking for 

 truth. Looking Into those eyes, you felt sure 

 of the beautiful soul from which they shone. 

 Her every motion was graceful and conveyed 

 an Impression of the lovely things In life — 

 of music, youth, springtime, and flowers. 

 Thinking of her as she appeared that day, 

 girlhood Is ours again, and she Is speaking her 

 sweet thoughts, her unselfish plans for others, 

 her noble aspirations. Ah! what a pleasure 

 It was four years ago to write and tell her 

 that she had fulfilled them, every one. 



I never see two young girls whispering their 

 sweet confidences together but what she comes 

 before my willing fancy. Never do I see 

 children happy at their play but that her 

 image is there. Thus does she send abroad 

 an Influence and multiply portraits of herself. 



Nor was that girlhood purposeless. There 

 was work worth doing and worth trying to do 

 well. Duties were ever present and were a 

 never-ending education of a fine sort. They 

 were made easy by happy, simple, and con- 

 genial recreations. The gifts with which bv 

 nature she was richly endowed during these 

 sunny days by concentration and persever- 

 ance she steadily developed. As a musician 

 her work was highly valued, and her sweet 

 voice contributed much to the happiness of 

 her home. Her sentiment for nature was 

 genuine; she embellished her own and other 

 homes with touches of her art. In everv 



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