Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful, beyond compare,
Will Paradise be found!"
"How beautiful!" murmured Jenny, her eyes still fixed upon the flowers. "Will you take out that moss-rose, Fanny, and let me hold it in my hand?"
Fanny gave her the flower, and then sang another hymn. For an hour she continued to sing, and Jenny listened to the sweet melodies, entranced and enraptured by the visions of heaven which filled her soul. Then she asked Fanny to read to her from the Bible, indicating the book and chapter, which was the eighth chapter of Romans.
"'For we are saved by hope,'" Fanny read.
"Now, stop a moment: 'For we are saved by hope,'" said the sufferer. "Do you know what the emblem of Hope is, Fanny?"
"An anchor."
"Will you hand me that little box on the table?"
Fanny passed the box to her, and she took from it a little gold breastpin, in the form of an anchor.