She saw that his eyes were filled with tears.

A moment more, and he was gone.
Little Emma had stood looking wonderingly on while this scene was passing.

Turning to her mother with a serious face, as the door closed upon Henry, she said-- "Brother gone, mamma?
"Yes, dear! Brother is gone," sobbed the mother, taking the last child that remained to her, and hugging it passionately to her bosom.

It was a long time before she could resume her work, and then so deep was her feeling of desolation, that she could not keep back from her eyelids the blinding tear-drops..