With difficulty Esther and her father complied with the request, while the doctor walked nervously up and down the room with Rosa still in his arms.
"Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful land,
So free from all sorrow and pain,
With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands,
To meet one another again!"
As the words of the last verse died away, the soul took its flight to rejoice forever in the presence of the King.
"O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Thanks be to God which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
VIII.
DUST TO DUST.
The events of Sunday morning had occasioned much comment upon the part of Dr. Fairfax's parishioners.