Only the brave know how to be grateful. The soldier’s gratitude knew no bounds. He did not forget, and awaited his opportunity. Years later Miss Barton was taken ill, and went to Switzerland. Jules begged her to come to his home. There, in her shattered physical condition, she was cared for in greater than a royal palace—a cottage where love reigns. Clara Barton returned to America. The elder Golay died; his family then scattered. The eldest son, Mons A. Golay, came to New York. There his wife, of a The hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE. [Illustration: THE CLARA BARTON BABY CRADLE I remember my first baby experience, when I was two and one-half years of age. CLARA BARTON. ] SENTIMENT IN HISTORY [Illustration: THE PET JERSEY CALF The butcher will not get it. CLARA BARTON. See page 208. ] [Illustration: COLONY OF CONSTANTINOPLE DOGS “Dogs in Constantinople are held sacred.” See page 345. ] year, died also. He, ill and penniless, came to Dansville to see Miss Barton, then convalescing. Mons A. Golay, recovering his health, went to Chicago and became established there in business with his brother Jules. Jules’ old wounds broke out afresh and in consequence he died, leaving a broken hearted wife and several children. “One woe doth tread upon another’s heel so fast they follow.” The widow soon followed him to the Beyond. The orphan children became the care of Mons. A. Golay, who struggled nobly to provide for them. In his distress over the problem of life, he remembered. She was a form of life and light That seen becomes a part of sight And goes wher’er I turn my eye The moving star of memory. But the romance does not end here; the romance follows: A Miss Kupfer while traveling had been stricken with a fever, and was seriously ill at a hotel in Switzerland. There the ever humane Clara Barton took care of her, nursing her back to life. When Miss Kupfer, in her far-away home, heard of Miss Barton’s serious illness she crossed the ocean to be at the bedside of her benefactor, then living at Dansville. Mons A. Golay revisits Dansville and there, as on former visit, meets the beautiful Miss Kupfer, herself still exemplifying that “the religion of humanity is love.” “Love is life’s end, an end but never ending.” The two of foreign birth thus strangely brought together were each of gentle manners, of rare culture,—of like tastes and alike spiritually. As love is the spiritual friendship of two souls, unwittingly through Miss Barton there became inter-clasped two human loves, the crowning event of all human bliss.