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328 now, dearest Hatty, before God, that if he will not have me, no man ever shall."

Then the resolute man was shaken in his inmost sool, and with a great sob he opened his arms, and she fell into them. A glory, as of perfect peace, shone on the devoted sister's face. They both knelt down, and with her last breath she blessed them.