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 were bright rose-buds in their little bands, as they slumbered, side by side. Together they had entered the gate of life, and at the gate of death were scarcely divided. When after the silent lapse of time, the mother was able to speak of her bereavement with composure, she said that from among the sources whence she had derived comfort, was the thought that they would be always together. While in their health and beauty, she had sometimes anxiously contemplated those many changes and adversities, which might divide their path from each other, "far as the poles apart," and possibly estrange those hearts, which like kindred drops, Nature seemed to have melted into one.

Surely, the thought of the indissoluble union of their dear ones, must be a consolation to afflicted parents. Here, they met but to part again. There, they are to be forever with the Lord. Here, they must sometimes have left home, and been among strangers. Then, what anxieties disturb the parental bosom, lest they might be sick, and need care or comfort, in error or heaviness, and suffer for counsel, and sympathy. But they are where nothing hurtful can intrude. No longer they feel the timidity of strangers. They are at home in the house of their Father. A family broken up on earth, re-assembled in Heaven. Those who dwelt for a little time in the same