f how beautiful were the
few words with which Mr Vere proposed the health of the brides, and how
long they remembered his earnest wish, that though the truest love is
often that which has been sanctified by sorrow, yet that they might be
spared the sorrow, and enjoy the truest love. And he will fancy how
admirably Julian and Kennedy replied--Julian in words of poetic feeling
and thoughtful power, Kennedy with quick flashes of picturesque
expression, both with the eloquence of sincere and deep emotion; and how
gracefully De Vayne proposed the health of the bridesmaids, for whom
Cyril and Lillyston replied. Then, too quickly, came the hour of
separation; the old shoe was flung after the carriages, the bridal
couples departed for a tour among the lakes, and the villagers danced
and feasted till twilight on the lawn.

Six weeks are over since the marriage day, and there, in Southampton
harbour, lies the _Valleyfield_, which is to convey Kennedy and Violet
to Calcutta. They have just spoken the last, long, lingering farewell
to Eva and Julian, who are standing in deep tearful silence on the pier,
and are watching the little boat which is conveying their only brother
and only sister to the ship. The boat is but a few moments in reaching
the _Valleyfield_, and, when they are on board, the vessel weighs
anchor, and ruffles her white plumage, and flings her pennons to the
breeze, and begins to dash the blue water into foam about her prow.
Violet and her husband are standing at the stern, and as long as the
vessel is in sight they wave their hands in token of farewell. It is
but a short time, and then the _Valleyfield_ grows into a mere dot on
the horizon, and Eva and Julian, heedless of the crowds around them, do
not check the tears as they flow, and speak to each other in voices
broken by sorrow as they slowly turn away.

That evening Violet and Kennedy knelt side by side in their little cabin
to join in common prayer, and Julian led his Eva over the threshold of
their quiet and holy home.

And their path thenceforth was "as the shining light, shining more and
more to the perfect day."

THE END.

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