The messenger returned, and reported that Miss Barton wanted to see me and would be ready in about fifteen minutes, but she could see no one else in the party. As I entered the room, she was half sitting and half reclining in her bed, having two large pillows at her back. She had her hair neatly arranged, a pink bow adjusted tastefully at the neck, a little white shawl hanging loosely over her shoulders and otherwise attired as for a state occasion, as similarly was her custom when receiving any friend. Miss Barton: “Mr. —— I am glad to see you. The Doctor said two weeks ago that I had but one chance to live. I told him that I would take that chance. I did; and I know I am going to get well.” Mr. ——: “Miss Barton, do you know that on the barren sands between here and the shore they already have two or three ‘shacks’ going up?” Miss Barton: “That does not surprise me. People are like jack-rabbits. Scared out of their nice warm nests, they soon forget and return from where they started. That whole sand waste will soon be built on again, and the people will forget that there has been a flood.” M. ——: “Miss Barton, there is a very wealthy young lady in our party who wants to see you.” Miss Barton: “But I cannot see her.” Mr. ——: “I know, Miss Barton, but she told me to tell you that, if your assistant would open the door wide enough so that she could just see your face, she would give a hundred dollars to charity, and you could use it among the sufferers.” Miss Barton: “I have worked very hard here, and am a very sick woman, but I have not yet become a ‘show-woman,’ and I don’t think I will. I do not understand such curiosity, nor why your young lady friend would care to see me,” and she unconcernedly passed on to another subject apparently more agreeable to her modest nature. LXX Clara Barton was loved by the people of the whole world. _The Two Martyrs_—By HON. FRANCIS ATWATER. Love is the life of the soul. WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING. The law of Heaven is love. HOSEA BALLOU. The soul of woman lives in love. MRS. SIGOURNEY. Love—’tis woman’s whole existence. BYRON. The religion of humanity is love. MAZZINI. Love is the Amen of the universe. NOVALIS. Love is indestructible; The holy flame forever burneth From heaven it came, to heaven returneth. SOUTHEY—_Curse of Kehama_. There is in the heart of woman such a deep well of love that no age can freeze it. BULWER-LYTTON. Love is the beginning, the middle, and the end of everything. LA CORDAIRE. Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in their grave. LOWELL. Julia—His little speaking shows his love but small.