has gone to a better Land; all that is left of it for its loved Ones tolament over, is this poor smoldering Ash-heap. Ah, woeful, woeful Ash-heap!Let us take him up tenderly, reverently, upon the lowly Shovel, and bear himto his long Rest, with the Prayer that when he rises again it will be aRealm where he will have one good square responsible Sex, and have it all toimself, instead of having a mangy lot of assorted Sexes scattered all overhim in Spots. He looked up at the lofty crown of the pine tree, through which shone one or two of the brightest stars, and felt a new comradeship with it. It was a great tree, he thought, and they had grown up together. He laid his hardened palm on it, and fancied that he caught a throb of the silent vitality under the bark. How many kinds of life there were! Under its white shroud, how all the valley lived. The tree stretching up its head to the stars, the river preparing to throw off the icy armor which compressed its heart -- they were all awakening in their own way. The river had been restless, like himself, the tree had been tranquil, but they passed together through the resurrection into quiet life. For a moment the young mother put her little son aside and looked at her brother with brooding eyes. A little later she said with apparent irrelevance, Jehiel, as soon as youre a man grown, Ill help you to get off. You shall be a sailor, if you like, and go around the world, and bring back coral to baby and me. individual, be he high or low, to unfold a plain straightforward tale, or
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