one with the other; I looked again, and the tiny thing which was left of the waves, had gone to be with the brighter one beyond the clouds.  Presently I looked again, and there were the three, but they were changed.  The first star which had appeared, seemed now to be a lovely lady, oh, so gentle! the second was yourself, dear mother, and the shining one which had gone to them, appeared to be myself!  The gentle lady took us each by the hand, and when I saw her smile upon you so sweetly, I began to weep, and the lady took me in her arms, and wiped my tears away.  I was awakened from my revery by my sobs, for it all appeared so real, and my tears made me happier.”

Mrs. Grosvenor listened to her child with astonishment.  “It was a most striking dream, indeed, she remarked; but fearing the Sea-flower might notice her surprise, she drew her arm about her, and introduced the subject which for some time past had been uppermost in her mind.

“What do you think of spending a little time away from home, my dear?  How should you like to graduate with Boston honors? to learn the customs of city life?”

“I shall like it much, if it is your wish that I should go, mother; but I know no life will be pleasanter than the happy days which we have spent here in our own quiet home.”

“Perhaps you will not always think thus; you may find greater joys in the attractions which are before you, yet, I trust, my child, your affection for your mother will be no less, whatever your circumstances may be.”

“Oh, mother, how can that be possible?  Do not repeat the words!  How can it be that I shall ever love you less?”

“No, my child, it will not be; I wrong you in speaking such thoughts.  I cannot bear to part with you, even for a little time, yet I will not gratify my desires at your loss; and in giving you to the care of my most estimable friend, Mrs. Santon, I shall feel that you are under the influence of one of the best of women.”

“I shall love her for your sake, but I know I shall miss the dear ones at home so much!”

The time came when the Sea-flower should leave her home, to learn what ’t is the world is made of, and taking an affectionate farewell of the family, (the red bandana of Vingo being counted among the Articles of utility,) she was borne lightly over the billows, leaving her island home far, far behind.

CHAPTER VIII.

SOFTLY STEALING—­AS THE EVENING VESPER BELL.

  “And she was one on whom to fix my heart,
   To sit beside me when my thoughts are sad,
   And by her tender playfulness impart
   Some of her pure joy to me.”

        Percival.

  “Patience and hope, that keep the soul,
     Unruffled and serene,
   Though floods of grief beneath it roll,
     I learn, when calm and pure,
   I see the floating water-lily,
   Gleam amid shadows dark and chilly.”