"An affecting thought! His master has sunk in the depth, and the faithful log yet awaits him.

Had that picture only fallen to my lot!" "It is lovely!" said Sophie, and a melancholy glance made the young girl still more beautiful.
Soon after Wilhelm's turn came.
"Open the packet, thou shalt see The very fairest gaze on thee!" ran the verse.

He opened the packet, and found within a small mirror.
"Yes, that was intended for a lady," said he; "in that case it would have spoken the truth! in my hands it makes a fool of me.
"For me nothing certainly remains but my number!" said Otto to his neighbor, as all the gifts appeared to be distributed.
"The last is number 33," said the cousin, and drew forth a roll of paper, which had been hidden among the moss.

It was unrolled.

It was an old pedigree of an extinct race.