shadow of the quaint old church, a little cross marks the graves of a
tradesman and of his wife who lived and laboured in their generation,
and are at rest. Near them, daisies grow above the dust of the
"Fräulein," which awaits the resurrection from the dead. And at the
feet of that simple couple lies the heart of their great son--a heart
which the sickness of earthly hope and the fever of earthly ambition
shall disturb no more.

By the Poet's own desire, "the rude memorial" that marks the spot
contains no more than his initials, and a few words in his native
tongue to mark the foundation of the only ambition that he could feel
in death--

"Ich verlasse mich auf Gottes Güte immer und ewiglich."

--_My trust is in the tender mercy of_ GOD _for
ever and ever._




A BIT OF GREEN.

"Thou oughtest, therefore, to call to mind the more heavy
sufferings of others, that so thou mayest the easier bear
thy own very small troubles."--THE IMITATION OF
CHRIST.


Children who live always with grass and flowers at their feet, and a