As we passed one particular monument in the cemetery at Buffalo Clara Barton said: “There is a design which I wish to have copied, and sometime to have a monument put up in my family yard in Oxford for my Father and Mother, my brothers and sister and to be ready for me when I join them.” The design was copied and the monument placed as Miss Barton desired. FRANCIS ATWATER. ] Attorney—Now, Miss Barton, tell us where you got all your wealth. Miss Barton—I haven’t much wealth—what do you mean?—Everything? Attorney—You inherited some money did you not? Tell us about that. Miss Barton—I inherited, no—Oh! yes, I got some money once, but why should I tell you? Attorney—It may be brought up in “the investigation” by the attorney on the other side and we don’t want any surprise sprung on us. Miss Barton—Well, that seems reasonable—I’ll tell you. My brother and _another_ went to the California gold fields; my brother returned,—the other _never did_ return. But he left me all his savings, $10,000 in gold. Attorney—What did you do with the $10,000? Miss Barton—I always regarded this too sacred to use, so I placed it in a New York bank. This was in 1851. I kept it there on interest until President Lincoln commissioned me to look up the names of the missing soldiers. I did not consider it _too sacred_ for this purpose, and so in 1865 I drew it out of the bank, then with the interest about $15,000, and used it to pay the expenses.... The romance includes the trip in a sailing vessel around the “Horn,” the “49ers outfit” in San Francisco, and on the way to the “placer diggins,” the death scene in the pueblo of Los Angeles, the story of the sack of “gold dust” that reached the sweetheart, and its use later in giving cheer to thousands of unhappy homes. Only on the two occasions were these disclosures of that heart secret, and yet visions of her sweetheart are said to have appeared to Clara in her dying hours. The most sacred of the heart secrets of womankind Clara Barton carried with her to the other world—a secret of her love affair which her closest friends think may have been the inspiration of her self-sacrifice for humanity. LXXI Clara Barton represented the spirit that knows not race nor color. _New York Globe._ Charity and beneficence are degraded by being reduced to a dependence on a system of beggary. CLARA BARTON. A grateful mind is a great mind. T. SECKER. There is not a more pleasing attitude of mind than gratitude. JOSEPH ADDISON. A grateful mind is not only the greatest of virtues but the greatest of all virtues. CICERO. Don’t kneel to me—that is not right. You must kneel to God only, and thank Him for the liberty you will now enjoy. I am but God’s humble instrument. A. LINCOLN.