You are so strong--won't you see about the funeral for my little love ?" "Of course I will, dear girl," he answered.

"You must have no more distresses.

Leave everything to me." And he bent and kissed her white cheek, while he tenderly began to remove the pins from her fur toque.
"Thank you," she said gently, as she took the hat from his hand, and laid it beside her.

"I grieve because I loved him--my dear little brother.

His soul was all music, and there was no room for him here.