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of bells startled the brooding night; here and there a window was opened; 

and figures appeared in balconies to listen。 They were ringing in the New 

Yearthe festival of hope; the birthday of the world! But what were New 

Years to her; who; with white; upturned face; and arms that embraced an 

infant in the tenacious grip of death; went drifting; drifting solemnly down 

the dark river; unseen; unpitied by all those who awoke to new hopes and 

aspirations on that first morning of another life…probation! Liz had gone; 

gone to make her peace with Godperhaps through the aid of her 〃hired〃 

baby;   the   little   sinless   soul   she   had   so   fondly   cherished;   gone   to   that 

sweetest 〃home〃 we dream of and pray for; where the lost and bewildered 

wanderers   of   this   earth   shall   find   true   welcome   and   rest   from   grief   and 

exile;   gone   to   that   fair;   far   glory…world   where   reigns   the   divine   Master; 

whose words still ring above the tumult of ages: 〃See that ye despise not 

one   of   these   little   ones;   for   I   say   unto   you;   that   their   angels   do   always 

behold the face of My Father who is in heaven。〃 



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