Sister Mary bent down and kissed her fondly. Her hot tears falling on
the cold face roused Agnes, and she opened her eyes. Bidding all
about her, O such a farewell! such a farewell till eternity, she
crossed her hand peacefully over her breast and murmured:

"Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee."

The words had not left her lips ere she was in God's presence, a
pure, beautiful seraph of light.

ANGEL AGNES, FAREWELL!

Sister Mary, during the very short intercourse she had had with Agnes
Arnold, had fallen in love with the sweet, good girl, and when she
died she wept over her as an elder sister might have done.

She was particular to see that the last wishes of Agnes, in regard to
her being buried in a separate grave beside young Harkness, were
carried out to the letter. No mourner save herself was at the funeral,
for there were more sick people than well ones to attend to them. And
even Sister Mary could not linger by the grave of her dear young
friend as she would have liked to do. She was obliged, after seeing
the coffin lowered into the sepulchre, to hasten back to her patients.




AGNES' LAST LETTER TO HER MOTHER.