![]() ![]() OLIVER reached the stile at which the by-path termimated and once more gained the high-road. ![]() The blessing was from a young child's lips, but it was the first that Oliver had ever heard invoked upon his head and through the struggles and sufferings, and troubles and changes, of his after-life, he never once forgot it. Kiss me," said the child, climbing up the low gate, and flinging his little arms round Oliver's neck: Good-b'ye, dear! God bless you!" I know the doctor must be right, Oliver, because I dream so much of Heaven, and Angels, and kind faces that I never see when I am awake. I know I shall ! You will be well and happy!" "Yes, yes, I will, to say good-b'ye to you," replied Oliver. ![]() "I am very glad to see you, dear but don't stop, don't stop!" "I heard the doctor tell them I was dying," replied the child with a faint smile. They beat and ill-use me, Dick and I am going to seek my fortune, some long way off. "You mustn't say you saw me, Dick," said Oliver. ![]()
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