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constant companion. These two used to wonder all day long. They wondered at the beauty of the flowers; they wondered at the height and bluen

orry. For, said they, the buds are the children of the flowers, and the little playful streams that gambol down the hill-sides are the children of the water; and the smallest brigh

t they watched for it, standing hand in hand at a window. Whoever saw it first cried out, ‘I see the star!’ And often they cried out both together, knowing so well when it would rise, and where. So they grew

ndow at night; and then the child looked sadly out by himself, and when he saw the star, turned round and said to the patient pale face on th

no face on the bed; and when there was a little grave among the graves, not there bef

s solitary bed, he dreamed about the star; and dreamed that, lying where he was, he saw a train of people taken up that sparkli

some came out from the long rows in which they stood, and fell upon the people’s necks, and kissed them tenderly, and

ne he knew. The patient face that once had lain upon the bed was glori

ce of the star, and said to the leader amon

brother

e sai

am here! Take me!’ and then she turned her beaming eyes upon him, and it was night; and the st

to go to, when his time should come; and he thought that he did not belong to t

while he was so little that he never yet had spoken wo

of angels, and the train of people, and the rows of angels

ter’s angel

brother

‘Not that one

he cried, ‘O, sister, I am here! Take me!’ And she

was busy at his books when an o

e. I bring her blessi

nd all that former company. Said

brother

aid, ‘Th

o her two children. And he stretched out his arms and cried, ‘O, mother, sister, and br

itting in his chair by the fireside, heavy with grief, and wit

gel to the leader: ‘

Nay, but his m

e three, and he said, ‘My daughter’s head is on my sister’s bosom, and her arm is around my mother’s ne

star was

his steps were slow and feeble, and his back was bent. And one night as he lay

e the

one another,

ove towards the star as a child. And O, my Father, now I thank thee t

g; and it shines upon h