I want one kiss before I go.

Oh, take me in your arms, papa, and press me to your heart, and say you love me yet!" Adelaide could bear it no longer; the mournful, pleading tones went to her very heart.

"Dear, _dear_ child," she cried, bending over her with streaming eyes, "he _does_ love you! I _know_ it.

_You_ are the very idol of his heart; and you must not die.

Oh, darling, live for his sake, and for mine.