I have
much to be forgiven."

"Though your sins be as scarlet they shall be white as snow," Morris
replied; and then, oh, how earnestly he tried to point that erring man
to the Lamb of God, who taketh away the sins of the world, convincing
him that there was hope even for him, and leaving him with the
conviction that God would surely finish the good work begun, nor suffer
this soul to be lost which had turned to Him even at the eleventh hour.

Wilford knew his days were numbered, and he talked freely of it to his
father and sister the next morning when they came to him. He did not say
that he was ready or willing to die, only that he must, and he asked
them to forget, when he was gone, all that had ever been amiss in him as
a son and brother.

"I was too proud, too selfish, to make others happy," he said. "I
thought it all over yesterday, and the past came back again so vividly,
especially the part connected with Katy. Oh, Katy, I did abuse her!" and
a bitter sob attested the genuineness of Wilford's grief for his
treatment of Katy. "I thought because I took her from a lower walk of
life than mine, that she was bound by every tie of gratitude to do just
what I said, and I set myself at work to crush her every feeling and
impulse which savored of her early home. I despised her family, I
treated them with contempt. I broke Katy's heart, and now I must die
without telling her I am sorry. But you'll tell her, father, and you,
too, Bell, how, dying, I tried to pray, but could not for thought of my
sin to her. She will not be glad that I am dead. I know her better than
to think that; and I believe she loves me. But, after I am gone, and the
duties of the world have closed up the gap I shall leave, I see a
brighter future for her than her past has been; and you may tell her I
am--" He could not then say "I am willing."

Few husbands could have done so then, and he was not an exception.

Wholly exhausted he lay quiet for a moment, and when he spoke again it
was of Genevra. Even here he did not try to screen himself. He was the
one to blame, he said. Genevra was true, was innocent, as he ascertained
too late.

"Would you like to see her if she were living?" came to Bell's lips, but
the fear that it would be too great a shock prevented their utterance.

He had no suspicion of her presence, and it was best he should not. Katy
was the one uppermost in his mind, and in the letter Bell sent to her
the next day, he tried to wr