And now, the light has come back again; but it cannot warm into freshness and beauty the withered blossom." "Oh, my Edith! Say not so! Live for me! I have no thoughts, no affection that is not for you.

The drooping flower will lift itself again in the sunshine when the clouds have passed away." As the young man said this, Edith raised herself up suddenly, and, with a fond gesture, flung herself forward upon his bosom.

For a few moments her form quivered in his arms.

Then all became still, and he felt her lying heavier and heavier against him.

In a little while he was conscious that he clasped to his heart only the earthly semblance of one who had passed away forever.
Replacing the light and faded form of her who, a little while before, had been in the vigor of health, upon the bed, Edwin gazed upon the sunken features for a few moments, and then, leaving a last kiss upon her cold lips, hurried aware.
Another page in his Book of Life was written, There was another record there from which memory, in after life, could read.