Pu 11.11. She will, hy Saint Sebastian ' Au.L«»kT (caUrelimj hiuxtrlf with diMeultu). From Agnea' threshold through tho street-I mado my rapid way, and with mo went Our servant Humbert. All seemed animate With joy because tho morrow morn should see Mo claim her for my own, my fairest lovo ! But suddenly, just at tho corner, where Tho Street Fnydeau bends round towards tho Seine, A voice aroused mo from my ecstasy : F.ro I could think, a heavy blow behind Had stmck my head and fulled mo to tho earth, All senseless. When bewildered 1 awoke, Lo, I was in a ward of many liods, Surrounded by the dying and tho doad. A pions maid of that devoted band, Tho Sisterhood of Charity, stood, veiled, Hy me. I see her still ! Right glad was she, Sho said, to see my eyes ro-open, I Was numbered with tho dead, and had received Already tho lust unction, and my knell Was to be tolled. Twas in St. Roch 1 lay, Tho Hospital ; and soven days before A man not known had brought mo. I had lain Unconscious ever since. In vain I sought To question of her further. With all care Sho tended me ; but nover could I win Free speech of her ; in consolation rich, And benefits, sho had too much to do For me, and all tho rest, than to oxchaugo Mero words with individuals. When, at length, Soven suffering weeks lived through, I left my bed Onco more, aud turned mo from that house, with thanks To my kind nurse,—(Her constant aim it was To seem to all poor death-sick folks nought less Than Agnes to my life is. Daily dying Herself, in death sho lived, liko me, but far Moro nobly—for sho left herself no timo Proceed ! Tiin luiuiiv IM CTTBCS. 215