Walter did not attempt to restrain her, but stood as if contemplating a grief that he could not wish to control.

Alice again spoke, "It must come, dear Walter, first or last, and we may as well speak the farewell which must be spoken--but I could endure my part, if I had the hope that you will be happy.

Will you promise me you will try to be ?" "No, Alice, I cannot promise you that; if happiness were in our own power, I would not be looking on you, whom I have loved all my life, for the last time.
"But I will hope," he continued, "you may be fortunate enough to forget and be happy." "Children," said Miss Janet--for she had gently approached them--"do you know when and where happiness is to be found?
When we have done all that God has given us to do here; and in the heaven, above those stars that are now looking down upon you.

Look upon Alice, Walter, with the hope of meeting again; and until then, let the remembrance of her beauty and her love be ever about you.

Let her hear of you as one who deserves the pure affection of her young and trusting heart.