"A bonny bit wilful creature she was," said Mistress Campbell, "very wilful whiles. But it was just a pleasure to see her for all that. Many a good advice I had occasion to give her at one time and another, but she did me more good than ever I did to her, I think. She is one of His little lambs, as you are yourself doubtless, and none shall pluck you out of His hand. You are ay safe with Him, but still it is a grand thing to have a brother and sister like those you have found to trust to, and to be obedient to. You'll ay mind that, Miss Frederica, my dear, when you are far away." "I shall never be wilful or disobedient any more, Mistress Campbell," said Fred gravely, quite believing it. Mistress Campbell nodded her head a good many times. "You are in God's keeping, my bairn. That's ay a comfort. But walk softly, my lammie, when your light heart comes back again. And mind the rest will ay look to you for an example, and so on." Mistress Campbell had "many an advice" to give still, and Frederica received them more meekly than she used sometimes to do in the old times. "And though I never see you more on earth, we'll meet in a better place, my bonny bairns, and God go with you wherever you go," said the old woman, kissing them when they were ready to go away. "And there is nothing to grieve about, though it is the last time." Nothing to grieve about. It could not be long that the kind old woman would have to stay in her garret, and there were no partings where she was going to dwell. After that they spent a day with their sister Caroline and her little children, and this was the saddest parting of all. But even this was not so very sad, for they were coming back again by-and-by to their home and their friends, and the graves of their father and mother, and there was no bitterness in the tears they shed when the day of departure came. The summer was quite over by that time. The sun of a bright still autumn day was near its setting as they stood on the deck of the steamer to take their last look of the city, and of the mountain which makes so grand a background to the view. Grand indeed it was that night, for the frost spirit had breathed on the unfallen leaves, and changed their summer green to colours wonderful for glory and beauty, and few words were spoken for a good while as they gazed. "Tell me about it," said Selina softly. So one told her about the bright clouds in the west, and the mountain growing dim already in the distance, and another told of the gleaming city roofs and spires; and the great cathedral towers looking down upon them all, and little Hubert told her of the long shaft of light that the sun sent over the water, and of the white sails that were passing out of sight. "Which of us all is so happy as she?" said Cecilia softly, as she watched the smile of sweet content on the blind girl's listening face. "But please God, when she comes home again, she shall see it all," said her brother. And so she did.