You must compose yourself, Fanny, or the worst consequences may follow." "It's impossible, husband.

I cannot rest until I have my son safe and sound at home again.

Dear, dear boy!" Mr.Voss urged no further.

The shadow of fear which had come down upon his wife began to creep over his heart and fill it with a vague concern.

And now a thought flashed into his mind that he would not have uttered for the world; but from that moment peace fled, and anxiety for his son grew into alarm as the time wore on and the boy did not come home.
"Oh, my husband," cried Mrs.Voss, starting from her chair, and clasping her hands as she threw them upward, "I cannot bear this much longer.