"Pass on," said the physician softly; and they passed on. A look of bewilderment and pain came over the face of the afflicted lady as the three walked forward. She followed them eagerly with her eyes. They turned towards her again, walking slowly back, and her face at once lighted up with a smile. "Sit down near us," whispered the physician to Amos, as he came up close to him, and all three sat on the sloping bank not many feet away from the bench. Oh, how the heart of Amos ached with yearning to throw his arms round his mother's neck; but he knew that it must not be yet. Julia and Walter also found it hard to restrain their impetuosity. "Who are they?" at last said Mrs Huntingdon to the doctor. These were the first words that for seven years had fallen from that mother's lips on the ears of her children. How full of music were they to those who had so long mourned her loss! "They are visitors come here for change of air and to enjoy the sea," was the reply. She looked puzzled. "I think I have seen them before," she said, and put her hand to her forehead. "Shall they sing something?" asked the physician. "Oh yes! it will be so sweet; it will remind me of old times," she said. Then Walter and his sister, at a nod from the doctor, began the touching duet, "What are the wild waves saying?" Their mother listened with delight. Then she said, "That used to be one of my songs; I used to sing it with--with--ah, yes, with my husband Walter. Pray sing something else." Then the three united in singing "How sweet the name of Jesus sounds." As verse after verse was given by the three voices melodiously blending, a new light seemed to dawn into the lady's eyes. "Ah!" she cried, "I used to sing that hymn with my dear children. Let me see. Yes, with Julia, and Walter, and Amos.--These are my dear children, are they not?" "Yes, yes, dear mother," cried Julia, unable to control herself. "Who called me mother?" cried Mrs Huntingdon excitedly, and was about to rise, but the physician gently held her back, and motioned to her children to restrain themselves. All was silent for a while, and then the medical man began to talk in an ordinary way with the young people on indifferent subjects, but all the while marking the effect of their voices on their mother. She was manifestly coming to feel that those voices were very familiar to her, and to have her heart and thoughts drawn out towards the speakers. "We will move on now," said the physician after a few minutes had been spent in general conversation. Then, giving his arm to his patient, he turned to her children and said, "Shall we meet here again the day after to- morrow at the same hour?" Amos bowed his assent, and, without any special word of farewell, they parted.