She has on a head-handkerchief and apron white as snow, and looks quite comfortable, propped up by two or three pillows.
"Arthur will be sadly distressed to see Phillis, though he will not realize her condition at first.

The nearer her disease approaches its consummation, the brighter she looks." "It seems but yesterday," said Mr.Weston, "that Phillis sat at her cabin door, with Arthur (a baby) in her arms, and her own child, almost the same age, in the cradle near them.

She has been no eye-servant.

Faithfully has she done her duty, and now she is going to receive her reward.

I never can forget the look of sympathy which was in her face, when I used to go to her cabin to see my motherless child.