"He will come," I said, going to him: "he will come home."
"Vesty! Where is she? I led her to school."
She tottered toward him and pressed her warm hands upon his, cold.
"And you," he said, trying to turn to me, lovingly, faintly, "you are one of them. I will bring you home. Sing, Vesty; sing 'Sail away——'"
"'As Christ went down the Lonesome Road'"
Vesty's voice broke.
"Sing, little one," said Uncle Benny, covering his glad secrets again with a sort of heavenly duplicity; "it 's all right—sing."
"'He left the crown and He took the cross—
Sail away to Galilee!
He left the crown and He took the cross—
Sail away to Galilee,
Sail away to Galilee!
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"'There 's a tree I see in Paradise——'"
"Sing, Vesty!"
"It 's the beautiful waiting Tree of Life—
Sail away to Galilee!
It 's the beautiful——'"