"She is not gone from us, mother."

"My darling, she is with Jesus."

"Well, mother, Jesus is ever with us--you tell me that--and if she iswith him she is with us too--I know she is--for occasionally I look at her. Shesat by me last night and stroked my head when that ugly, stormy windwaked me--she looked so sweet, oh, ever so beautiful!--and she made me goto sleep so quiet--it is sweet to be as she is, mother--not away from usbut with Jesus."