er youngest daughter lay; and, stooping,
listened to hear her breathe. "My affectionate, my dutiful child!" Here
she ceased, for tears checked her utterance. Jane sighed deeply; her
eyes gradually opened, and, at length, rested upon her mother: by slow
degrees recollection returned.

"Where could my thoughts be!" she exclaimed in hurried accents. "Is my
mother here? Ah, yes! I behold her! I did not know you, indeed I did
not! But bless me; bless your daughter."

Mrs. Adair tenderly embraced Jane; and in faltering accents blessed her.

"My dearest, kindest mother, be comforted! We are parting--but to meet
again! The trial will soon be over! My hope is fixed upon the promises
of a merciful Redeemer! I am only going a little--a very little while
before you! How joyful is the thought, that we are not separating for
ever!--this is my joy," and her eyes brightened as she spoke, "that I
have reverenced my God, and loved my mother. But this pain;--O, it is
violent!--Mother--"...Here the voice ceased; not a sigh, not a whisper
was heard.

Mrs. Adair, who had been supporting her daughter, now gently placed her
head upon the pillow, and silently led Elizabeth out of the room.

At the door of her own apartment she saw Mrs. Lloyd; and desiring her to
take the charge of Elizabeth, who appeared almost convulsed with
anguish, instantly returned into the chamber she had so recently
quitted. After indulging that grief, which the most unfeeling in some
measure experience, when they behold the lifeless remains of a being
they had loved, she calmly proceeded to accomplish the desire of the
departed, in preparing her for that narrow spot, which confines all that
was mighty, rich, noble, excellent--the despised of the world, the
neglected of the world; that spot which is the boundary of ambition, and
the sure refuge for the distressed.

CHAPTER XVI.

When Mrs. Adair had retired to her own chamber, on the night of her
daughter's decease, and was reflecting upon the awful event of the
morning, her attention was drawn from the subject by a low whispering
sound. Aware that the teachers and servants were retired to rest, she
could not account for the circumstance; she now heard doors slowly
opening, and was persuaded that different persons were passing her room.
Alarmed, but at the same time collected, she cautiously opened her own
door; and perceiving a glimmering light proceed from the chamber where
her daughter's remains were la