on earth or in heaven to help me. But would

that my wrong-doings might not be visited on

my child! Will you not care for her?”

“Joan will be four years old on the last day

of the year. She is like her father—not like

me. She has a quick temper; but she is so

loving where she really loves.”

“You will never see or hear anything of me

again from this day. My own people do not

even know whether I am still alive, except