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"Dear Beulah! I have found you at last!" She covered the thin face

with passionate kisses; then heavy sobs escaped her, and the two

wept bitterly together.

"Beulah, I did love her very much; I did not forget what I promised

you. She used to put her arms around my neck every night, and go to

sleep close to me; and whenever she thought about you and cried, she

always put her head in my lap. Indeed I did love her."

"I believe you, Claudy," poor Beulah groaned, in her anguish.

"They did not tell me she was dead; they said she was sick in

another room! Oh, Beulah! why didn't you come to see us? Why didn't

you come? When she was first taken sick she called for you all the

time; and the evening they moved me into the next room she was

asking for you. 'I want my sister Beulah! I want my Beulah!' was the

last thing I heard her say; and when I cried for you, too, mamma

said we were both crazy with fever. Oh!"--she paused and sobbed

convulsively. Beulah raised her head, and, while the tears dried in

her flashing eyes, said fiercely: "Claudy, I did go to see you! On my knees, at Mrs. Grayson's front

door, I prayed her to let me see you. She refused, and ordered me to

come there no more! She would not suffer my sister to know that I

was waiting there on my knees to see her dear, angel face. That was

long before you were taken sick. She did not even send me word that

Lilly was ill: I knew nothing of it till my darling was cold in her

little shroud! Oh, Claudy! Claudy!"

She covered her face with her hands and tried to stifle the wail

that crossed her lips. Claudia endeavored to soothe her, by winding

her arms about her and kissing her repeatedly. Pauline had looked

wonderingly on, during this painful reunion; and now drawing nearer,

she said, with more gentleness than was her custom: "Don't grieve so, Beulah. Wipe your eyes and come home; those girls

yonder are staring at you."

"What business is it of yours?" began Claudia; but Beulah's

sensitive nature shrank from observation, and, rising hastily, she

took Claudia to her bosom, kissed her, and turned away.

"Oh, Beulah! shan't I see you again?" cried the latter, with

streaming eyes.

"Claudia, your mamma would not be willing."

"I don't care what she thinks. Please come to see me--please, do!

Beulah, you don't love me now, because Lilly is dead! Oh, I could

not keep her--God took her!"