“Not half so much so to me as it once was, dear cousin,” Elsie said, in a tenderly sympathizing tone.  “I have thought much lately on that sweet text, ‘Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints;’ and that other, ’He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied,’ and the contemplation has shown me so much of the love of Jesus for the souls He has bought with His own precious blood and the joyful reception He gives them, as one by one they are gathered home, that it seems to me the death of a Christian should hardly bring sorrow to any heart.  Oh, it has comforted me much in my separation from the dear husband of my youth, and made me at times look almost eagerly forward to the day when my dear Lord shall call me home and I shall see His face!”

“O Elsie,” cried Annis, “I trust that day may be far distant, for many hearts would be like to break at parting with you!  But there is consolation for the bereaved in the thoughts you suggest; and I shall try to cherish them and forget the gloom of the grave and the dread, for myself and for those I love, of the parting.”

They were silent for a moment; then Elsie said, as if struck by a sudden thought, “Annis, why should not you and your father and mother go home with us and spend the fall and winter at Ion and Viamede?”

“I cannot think of anything more delightful!” exclaimed Annis, her face lighting up with pleasure; “and I believe it would be for their health to escape the winter in our severer climate, for they are both subject to colds and rheumatism at that season.”

“Then you will persuade them?”

“If I can, Elsie.  How kind in you to give the invitation!”

“Not at all, Annis; for in so doing I seek my own gratification as well as theirs and yours,” Elsie answered, with earnest sincerity.  “We purpose going from here to Ion, and from there to Viamede, perhaps two months later, to spend the remainder of the winter.  And you and your father and mother will find plenty of room and a warm welcome in both places.”

“I know it, Elsie,” Annis said; “I know you would not say so if it were not entirely true, and I feel certain of a great deal of enjoyment in your loved society, if father and mother accept your kind invitation.”

While these two conversed together thus in the grounds, a grand banquet was in course of preparation in Miss Stanhope’s house, under the supervision of our old friends, May and Lottie.  To it Elsie and Annis were presently summoned, in common with the other guests.

When the feasting was concluded, and all were again gathered in the parlors, Elsie renewed her invitation already made to Annis, this time addressing herself to Mr. and Mrs. Keith.

They heard it with evident pleasure, and after some consideration accepted.

Edward and Zoe returned to Ion the following day, Herbert and Harold leaving at the same time for college.  The rest of the Travillas, the Dinsmores, and the Raymonds lingered a week or two longer with Miss Stanhope, who was very loath to part with them, Elsie in especial; then bade farewell, scarce expecting to see her again on earth, and turned their faces homeward, rejoicing in the promise of Mr. and Mrs. Keith that they and Annis would soon follow, should nothing happen to prevent.