````Therein do dig up wells: ```Also the rain that falleth down ````The pools with water fills. ```Thus they from strength unwearied go ````Still forward unto strength: ```Until in Zion they appear ````Before the Lord at length.= Amen! So, when this life is ended, may we appear, even there still together,--my husband and I! ***** Contrary to our plans, we did not see Rockmount again, nor Penelope, nor my dear father. It was thought best not. Especially as in a few years at latest, we hope, God willing, to visit them all again, or perhaps even to settle in England. After a single day spent at Treherne Court, Augustus went with us one sunshiny morning on board the American steamer, which lay so peacefully in the middle of the Mersey--just as if she were to lie there for ever, instead of sailing, and we with her--in one little half hour. Sailing far away, far away to a home we knew not, leaving the old familiar faces and the old familiar land. It seemed doubly precious now, and beautiful; even the sandy flats, that Max had so often told me about, along the Mersey shore. I saw him look thoughtfully towards them, after pointing out to me the places he knew, and where his former work had lain. "That is all over now," he said, half sadly. "Nothing has happened as I planned, or hoped, or--" "Or feared." "No. My dear wife, no! Yet all has been for good. All is very good. I shall find new work in a new country." "And I too?" Max smiled. "Yes, she too. We'll work together, my little lady!" The half hour was soon over--the few last words soon said. But I did not at all realize that we were away, till I saw Augustus wave us good-bye, and heard the sudden boom of our farewell gun as the _Europa_ slipped off her mail-tender, and went steaming seaward alone--fast, oh! so fast. The sound of that gun, it must have nearly broken many a heart, many a time! I think it would have broken mine, had I not, standing, close-clasped, by my husband's side, looked up in his dear face, and read, as he in mine, that to us thus together, everywhere was Home. THE END. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Life for a Life, Volume III (of III), by Dinah Maria Craik