Good-night." "Good night, and God bless you!" responded the servant, warmly.

"She was the queen there, I know ?" she added, proudly, speaking to herself as she moved away.
It was a night in mid-October.

A clear, cool, moon-lit radiant night.

From her window, Jessie could look far away over the housetops to a dark mass of forest trees, just beyond the city, and to the gleaming river that lay sleeping at their feet.

The sky was cloudless, save at the west, where a tall, craggy mountain of vapor towered up to the very zenith.