of my way, she has helped and comforted me. Without her, it would
have been the blackness of darkness."

"Father! father!" The voice of Mary broke out with a startling
quickness.

Mrs. Morgan turned to the bed, and laying her hand on Mary's arm
said:

"He's still sound asleep, dear."

"No, he isn't, mother. I heard him move. Won't you go in and see
if he is awake?"

In order to satisfy the child, her mother left the room. To her
surprise, she met the eyes of her husband as she entered the
chamber where he lay. He looked at her calmly.

"What does Mary want with me?" he asked.

"She wishes to see you. She's called you so many times. Shall I
bring her in here?"

"No. I'll get up and dress myself."

"I wouldn't do that. You've been sick."

"Father! father!" The clear, earnest voice of Mary was heard
calling.