I have arranged it so, and have to say that, except the hope of meeting my child in death, it is now the only consolation left me.

I am, I know, fulfilling her wishes; and, my dear Alice, you will relieve my heart--my broken heart--by accepting it." "O, would to God," replied Alice, sobbing bitterly, "that I could give a thousand times as much to have our beloved Agnes back again! I have now no sister! Alas! alas! I have now no sister!" "Ah, my child," he replied, "for now I will call you so, your grief, though deep and poignant, will pass away in time, but mine will abide with me whilst I stay here.

That period, however, will not be long; the prop of my existence, the source of my happiness, is gone; and I will never know what happiness is until I rejoin her and her blessed mother.
Good-by, my daughter; I will have neither reply nor remonstrance, nor will I be moved by any argument from this my resolution." He then passed out of the house, entered his carriage with some difficulty, and proceeded home with a heart considerably relieved by what he had done.
It was in vain that Alice and her father did subsequently remonstrate with him upon the subject.

He refused to listen to them, and said, his determination was immovable.
"But," he added, "if it be any satisfaction to you to know it, I have not forgotten my relations, to whom I have left the legacies originally intended for them.

I would have left it directly to Henry Woodward, were it not that his grasping mother sent him to another relation, from whom she calculated that he might have larger expectations; and I hope he may realize them.