She trembled nervously; I soothed her.

Thus tranquillized and cherished she at last slumbered.
"A very unique child," thought I, as I viewed her sleeping countenance by the fitful moonlight, and cautiously and softly wiped her glittering eyelids and her wet cheeks with my handkerchief.

"How will she get through this world, or battle with this life?
How will she bear the shocks and repulses, the humiliations and desolations, which books, and my own reason, tell me are prepared for all flesh ?" She departed the next day; trembling like a leaf when she took leave, but exercising self-command..