that she wept until fairly exhausted, after which she turned her eyes up
to heaven and exclaimed, whilst her daughter's inanimate body still lay
in her arms,

"O Lord of mercy, will you not look down with pity and compassion on me
this night!"

In the course of about ten minutes after this her daughter's eyes began
to fill with those involuntary tears which betoken in females recovery
from a fit; they streamed quietly, but in torrents, down her cheek.
She gave a deep sigh, opened her eyes, looked around her, first with
astonishment, and then toward the bed with a start of horror.

"Where am I?" said she.

"You are with me, darlin'," replied the mother, kissing her lips, and
whispering, "Nannie, I forgive you--I forgive you; and whisper, your
father did before he went to death."

She smiled faintly and sorrowfully in her mother's face, and said,
"Mother, I didn't know that." After which she got up, and proceeding to
the bed, she fell upon his body, kissed his lips, and indulged in a wild
and heart-breaking wail of grief. This evidently afforded her relief,
for she now became more calm and collected.

"Mother," said she, "I must go."

"Why, sure you won't leave us, Nannie?" replied the other with
affectionate alarm.