I can take care of myself.

Unless you drive me away, I shan't go until God's will be done, for life or death." Miss Janet often laid down and slept for an hour or two, and returned refreshed to the sick chamber.

Her voice retained its cheerfulness and kept Mrs.Weston's heart from failing.

"Hope on, Anna," she would say, "as long as she breathes we must not give her up; how many have been thought entirely gone, and then revived.

We must hope, and God will do the rest." This "hoping on" was one great cause of Cousin Janet's usefulness during a long life; religion and reason alike demand it of us.