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she said little, those about her felt that she was ready, saw that the first pilgrim called was likewise the fittest, and waited with her on the shore, trying to see the Shining Ones coming to receive her when she crossed the river.

Jo never left her for an hour since Beth had said, ā€œI feel stronger when you are here.ā€ She slept on a couch in the room, waking often to renew the fire, to feed, lift, or wait upon the patient creature who seldom asked for anything, and ā€œtried not to be a trouble.ā€ All day she haunted the room, jealous of any other nurse, and prouder of being chosen then than of any honor her life ever brought her. Precious and helpful hours to Jo, for now her heart received the teaching that it needed; lessons in patience were so sweetly taught her that she could not fail to learn them; charity for all, the lovely spirit that can forgive and truly forget unkindness, the loyalty to duty that makes the hardest easy, and the sincere faith that fears nothing, but trusts undoubtingly.

Often, when she woke, Jo found Beth reading in her well-worn little book, heard her singing softly, to beguile the sleepless night, or saw her lean her face upon her hands, while slow tears dropped through the transparent fingers; and Jo would lie watching her, with thoughts too deep for tears, feeling that Beth, in her simple, unselfish way, was trying to wean herself from the dear old life, and fit herself for the life to come, by sacred words of comfort, quiet prayers, and the music she loved so well.

Seeing this did more for Jo than the wisest sermons, the saintliest hymns, the most fervent prayers that any voice could utter; for, with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her sisterā€™s lifeā ā€”uneventful, unambitious, yet full of the genuine virtues which ā€œsmell sweet, and blossom in the dust,ā€ the self-forgetfulness that makes the humblest on earth remembered soonest in heaven, the true success which is possible to all.

One night, when Beth looked among the books upon her table, to find something to make her forget the mortal weariness that was almost as hard to bear as pain, as she turned the leaves of her old favorite Pilgrimā€™s Progress, she found a little paper, scribbled over in Joā€™s hand. The name caught her eye, and the blurred look of the lines made her sure that tears had fallen on it.

ā€œPoor Jo! sheā€™s fast asleep, so I wonā€™t wake her to ask leave; she shows me all her things, and I donā€™t think sheā€™ll mind if I look at this,ā€ thought Beth, with a glance at her sister, who lay on the rug, with the tongs beside her, ready to wake up the minute the log fell apart.

ā€œMy Beth.

ā€œSitting patient in the shadow
Till the blessed light shall come,
A serene and saintly presence
Sanctifies our troubled home.
Earthly joys and hopes and sorrows
Break like ripples on the strand
Of the deep and solemn river
Where her willing feet now stand.

ā€œO my sister, passing from me,
Out of human care and strife,
Leave me, as a gift, those virtues
Which have beautified your life.
Dear, bequeath me that great patience
Which has power to sustain
A cheerful, uncomplaining spirit
In its prison-house of pain.

ā€œGive me, for I need it sorely,
Of that courage, wise and sweet,
Which has made the path of duty
Green beneath your willing feet.
Give me that unselfish nature,
That with charity divine
Can pardon wrong for loveā€™s dear sakeā ā€”
Meek heart, forgive me mine!

ā€œThus our parting daily loseth
Something of its bitter pain,
And while learning this hard lesson,
My great loss becomes my gain.
For the touch of grief will render
My wild nature more serene,
Give to life new aspirations,
A new trust in the unseen.

ā€œHenceforth, safe across the river,
I shall see forevermore
A beloved, household spirit
Waiting for me on the shore.
Hope and faith, born of my sorrow,
Guardian angels shall become,
And the sister gone before me
By their hands shall lead me home.ā€

Blurred and blotted, faulty and feeble, as the lines were, they brought a look of inexpressible comfort to Bethā€™s face, for her one regret had been that she had done so little; and this seemed to assure her that her life had not been useless, that her death would not bring the despair she feared. As she sat with the paper folded between her hands, the charred log fell asunder. Jo started up, revived the blaze, and crept to the bedside, hoping Beth slept.

ā€œNot asleep, but so happy, dear. See, I found this and read it; I knew you wouldnā€™t care. Have I been all that to you, Jo?ā€ she asked, with wistful, humble earnestness.

ā€œO Beth, so much, so much!ā€ and Joā€™s head went down upon the pillow, beside her sisterā€™s.

ā€œThen I donā€™t feel as if Iā€™d wasted my life. Iā€™m not so good as you make me, but I have tried to do right; and now, when itā€™s too late to begin even to do better, itā€™s such a comfort to know that someone loves me so much, and feels as if Iā€™d helped them.ā€

ā€œMore than anyone in the world, Beth. I used to think I couldnā€™t let you go; but Iā€™m learning to feel that I donā€™t lose you; that youā€™ll be more to me than ever, and death canā€™t part us, though it seems to.ā€

ā€œI know it cannot, and I donā€™t fear it any longer, for Iā€™m sure I shall be your Beth still, to love and help you more than ever. You must take my place, Jo, and be everything to father and mother when Iā€™m gone. They will turn to you, donā€™t fail them; and if itā€™s hard to work alone, remember that I donā€™t forget you, and that youā€™ll be happier in doing that than writing splendid books or seeing all the world; for love is the

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