It's no shining thing, to get in the papers, that I expect to do; but just a patient serving God, that brings honor to the land where a man was born.

You will pray for me, I know, when I'm off on the water; and if I die--your mother knows the name--she'll go to my little darling, and tell her how her father loved her, and hopes to live with her in the kingdom of heaven.

I shall be fit to sit down with her at that marriage-feast.

I shall have on the 'white robes,' and poor Derry Duck will have a 'new name,' by which the angels will call him, and his little darling will not blush to hear it.
I shall live with her there." Derry dashed the tears from his eyes as he spoke, but he firmly repeated, "Here, I must labor alone, and struggle to grow like the Master.

_There_, none shall lay any thing to the charge of God's elect; and I and my pretty one will join with her mother in singing round the throne.