The children sympathized with her and said one after the other, sorrowfully, "What a pity, what a pity!" Little Hunne, however, who had listened very attentively to his mother's story, put his arms lovingly around her, and said, "Don't be so sad, mamma dear! I will go to America as soon as I am big enough, and bring your Lili back with me; that I will!" Rolf and Wili had drawn near, to hear the story, and presently Rolf said, looking thoughtfully at a strip of paper which he held in his hand, "Did your piece of paper with the poem look like a rebus, after you had cut it in two, Mamma ?" "Perhaps so, Rolf.

I should think it might look like one.

Why do you ask ?" "Look here! is this it ?" replied the boy, holding up his strip of paper.
"Yes, yes, it certainly is it," cried the mother in great excitement.

"I thought it had been lost long ago.

I kept it carefully put away for many years, and then in some way I lost sight of it.