It is all romance with me--pure romance." Witherspoon said nothing, but his wife replied: "It isn't romance with me; it is an answer to a prayer that my heart has been beating year after year." "But don't cry, mother," said Ellen.

"Your prayer has been answered." "Yes, I know that, but look at the long, long years of separation, and now he comes back to me a stranger." "But we shall soon be well acquainted," Henry replied, "and after a while you may forget the long years of separation." "I hope so, my son, or at least I hope to be able to remember them without sorrow.

But didn't you, at times, fancy that you remembered me?
Couldn't you recall my voice ?" Her lips trembled.
"No," he answered, slowly shaking his head.

This was the cause for more tears.

She had passed completely out of his life.