"
He put his hand on her head, and, looking down, studied her upturned
face. "Ah, my daughter," he said with a smile, "shall I guess what has
inspired you to-day? You have been listening to the passage birds. I
also heard them this morning passing in flocks. And you have been
following them in thought far away into those sun-bright lands where
winter never comes."
"No, father," she returned, "I have only been a little way from home in
thought--only to that spot where the grass has not yet grown to hide the
ashes and loose mold." He stooped and kissed her forehead, and then left
the room; and she, never noticing the hungry look with which I witnessed
the tender caress, also went away.
That some person was supposed to lead the singing every evening I knew,
but it was impossible for me ever to discover who the leader was; now,
however, after overhearing this conversation, I knew that on this
particular occasion it would be Yoletta, and in spite of the very poor
opinion she had expressed of my musical abilities, I was prepared to
admire the performance more than I had ever done before.
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