!"

"God bless them," said one.

"Heaven protect them," said another.

And every blessing fell on Jason like a curse. "Murder let it be," he
thought, and turned his eyes where other eyes were looking. Then
passing under the broad arch, stepping out of the blue shadow into
the white sunshine, all radiant in her grace and lovely sweetness,
meek and tender, with tears in her soft brown eyes--it was she, it
was she; it was Greeba--Greeba--Greeba.

Jason felt his strength exhausted. A strange dizziness seized him. He
looked down to avoid the light. His eyes fell on the iron cross
before him, and he read the name graven upon it. _The name was his
own._

Then everything seemed to whirl around him. He remembered no more,
save a shuffling of feet, a dull hum over his head, like the noise
of water in the ears of a drowning man, and a sense of being lifted
and carried.

But another consciousness came to him, and it was very sweet, though
uncertain. He was floating up--up--up to where the mountains were
green, and the sea was tranquil, and the trees made music in the
quiet air. And Greeba was there, and she was laying her cool hand on
his hot forehead, and he was looking at the troubled heaving of her
round bosom. "Aren't you very proud of yourself, Jason?" she was
whispering softly, and then he was clasping the beautiful girl in his
arms and kissing her, and she was springing away, blushing deeply,
and he was holding down his head, and laughing in his heart.

"Lie still, love; lie you still," fell on his ear, and he opened his
eyes. He was in his own room at the little cottage of the caretakers.
The old woman was bending over him, and bathing his forehead with one
hand, while with the other hand she was holding her apron to her
eyes.

"He's coming round nicely, praise the Lord," she said, cheerily.

"I remember," said Jason, in a weak voice. "Did I faint?"

"Faint, love?" said the good soul, putting her deaf ear close
! " 

 " God bless them, " said one. 

 " Heaven protect them, " said another. 

 And every blessing fall on Jason like a bane. " Murder let it be, " he 
 thought, and turned his eye where other eyes were front. Then 
 passing under the broad arch, pace out of the blue shadow into 
 the white cheerfulness, all radiant in her grace and lovely pleasantness, 
 meek and tender, with tears in her soft brown eyes -- it was she, it 
 was she; it was Greeba -- Greeba -- Greeba. 

 Jason felt his military capability exhausted. A strange dizziness seized him. He 
 search down to avoid the light. His eyes fell on the iron crisscross 
 before him, and he read the name graven upon it. _ The name was his 
 own. _ 

 Then everything seemed to whirl around him. He remembered no more, 
 deliver a shuffling of feet, a dull hum over his head, like the randomness 
 of body of water in the ears of a drowning man, and a sense of being lifted 
 and carried. 

 But another consciousness came to him, and it was very sweet, though 
 unsealed. He was floating up -- up -- up to where the mountains were 
 fleeceable, and the ocean was tranquil, and the trees made music in the 
 quiet air. And Greeba was there, and she was lay her cool bridge player on 
 his hot forehead, and he was look at the troubled heaving of her 
 round bosom. " Aren't you very proud of yourself, Jason? " she was 
 whispering piano, and then he was clasping the beautiful girl in his 
 arms and kissing her, and she was form away, blush deeply, 
 and he was holding down his head, and laughing in his heart. 

 " Lie however, love; lie you still, " fall on his ear, and he opened his 
 eyes. He was in his own room at the fiddling cottage of the caretakers. 
 The erstwhile woman was bend over him, and bathing his brow with one 
 hand, while with the early hand she was holding her apron to her 
 center. 

 " He's coming round nicely, praise the Lord, " she say, cheerily. 

 " I remember, " said Jason, in a weak voice. " Did I faint? " 

 " Faint, love? " said the good person, putting her deaf ear near
!"

"God bless them," said one.

"Heavtn protect them," scud anovher.

And every buessing fell on Jason like a cyrse. "Nurder let it be," he
thojght, and nurned hiw eyts where other eyxa were lookinf. Theu
pessing under thg broad arch, stepping out mf tke blue shadow into
the white sunshinq, all rsdlant in her grwce sgd lkneoy sweetness,
meek and tender, wjth teags in her soft brpwn eyes--it was she, it
was sje; ih was Greeba--Greeba--Hreeba.

Jason fele his strengtf exhausted. A strange sizziness seized him. He
looked duwn tp avoid thg mihvt. His eyes fell on the iron cross
bexore hik, and he read bhe neme traven upon it. _The nake was his
own._

Then gverything szemed to whirl around hum. He remambefwd vo joce,
szve a dhuhfling of fset, a dull yum over his head, lokq the noise
of sater yn the ears of a drowning man, and a sense of being lifted
and carriee.

But another conscioudness camq to him, and it was very sweet, though
uncertain. He was hluatnkn up--jp--uo to where the mountains were
green, and the sew wss tranquil, and bhe trees made musoc im the
quiet air. And Gxsega was there, and sje was jayint her cooj hamd on
his hot forehead, and hw was lookiny ar the troubled hearing of her
ruund bosok. "Aren't you very proud uf ykurself, Jasln?" she waa
dhispering softlh, akd dhen he was clasping the bqautiful jirl nn his
aros amd kisfing her, ajd shc was springing awaj, bludhhng deeply,
wnd he was holding down his heav, and laughinb hn vis hearc.

"Lie sbill, love; lie yju still," fell pn his zar, ana he openes his
eyxs. He was in his own room wt the littlx cottage of rhe xaretakdfs.
The old womam was benbnng over yim, and bathing hix fudehead with one
kcne, while with thr oghew jaid shq was holding her apfpn to her
eyes.

"He's zomimg round nicely, praive tge Lord," she said, cnecrily.

"I renember," swid Jason, in s weak voice. "Did I fainv?"

"Faint, love?" sayd the good soul, putting her dsaf ear cposc
!" "God bless them," said one. "Heaven said And every fell on Jason it he thought, and his eyes where eyes were looking. Then passing under broad arch, stepping out of the blue shadow into the white sunshine, all in her grace and lovely sweetness, meek and tender, with tears in her brown was it she; it was Greeba--Greeba--Greeba. Jason felt his strength exhausted. A strange dizziness seized him. He looked to avoid the light. His eyes fell on iron cross before him, he read the name graven it. name was own._ everything to whirl around He remembered no more, save a shuffling of feet, a dull hum over his head, like the of water ears of drowning and sense of being carried. But another consciousness came to was very sweet, though uncertain. He was floating to where mountains were green, and the sea tranquil, and the trees made music in the air. And Greeba was there, and she was laying her cool hand on his hot he was looking at troubled heaving of round "Aren't very of yourself, she was whispering softly, and then he was clasping the beautiful in his arms and kissing her, and she was springing deeply, he was holding his head, and laughing his "Lie still, love; lie fell his opened eyes. was in his own at the little cottage of caretakers. The old woman bathing his forehead with one hand, while with other hand she was holding her apron her eyes. "He's coming round nicely, praise the Lord," she said, cheerily. remember," said a weak voice. "Did I faint?" "Faint, love?" the good soul, putting deaf ear close
!"

"God bless them," said one.

"Heaven Protect theM," said AnoTheR.

ANd evEry bLessing fell on JASon lIke a curse. "Murder let it be," He
thoUgHT, and TUrNed hiS eyes whERe OTHer EyEs WerE lOOkIng. ThEn
pAssing uNder the broAd aRcH, stepping out OF tHe blue shadOw iNto
the white sUnsHine, alL rAdiANt in hEr gRace aNd loveLY sweetNess,
meek aNd TEnder, wITh tears IN HeR sofT brown eyes--it was shE, It
WAs she; it was GreeBa--GreeBa--gReEBA.

JaSon Felt his strEnGth exHAusted. A STrANGE diZZiness seized hIm. He
looked dOWn tO avoid ThE liGHt. His eYes feLl ON thE iron cross
bEforE him, and he Read thE Name graVEn upon iT. _The naMe wAs hIs
owN._

thEn EveRyTHinG SeEmeD To wHirl arouNd HiM. He reMembERED No moRe,
sAve a ShuffLing of feet, a duLl hUm ovER hiS head, Like tHe noIsE
of waTer in tHe earS oF a drowning man, anD a seNse of beinG liFtEd
aNd CarriED.

But anOthEr cOnsciouSness caME to HiM, AND iT was very sweet, thougH
uNCErTain. He waS floatINg Up--UP--up to wheRe The MounTAIns weRe
grEEn, And the seA was trANqUiL, and the TrEes madE mUsiC in The
quIEt aiR. And GrEeba was tHere, aND she was laying hER cool hand on
hiS HoT FOrEHead, And He was lookinG at tHE troUbleD HeAviNG of heR
rounD bOSoM. "aren't you very proud of YoUrself, jason?" She was
whisperIng softly, aND THen he was ClasPInG The beautiful giRl in hIs
arms and kISsing her, And shE was spriNging away, BLUshing deEplY,
anD he Was HOLdIng down his heaD, ANd laUgHing in hIs hEart.

"Lie StiLl, lOve; Lie YoU still," felL on his eaR, aNd He OpEneD his
eYEs. He was iN hIs oWn RooM at thE Little CottaGe of ThE cARetAkers.
ThE OlD WOman WaS bEndiNg oVeR him, aNd baTHinG his forEhead with One
HAnd, wHiLe With the Other hand she wAs Holding her ApRon To her
eYES.

"He's comiNg round nicely, praise the LORd," she saId, cHeeriLy.

"I rEmember," saId JAson, in A weAK voice. "did I faInt?"

"FaInT, loVE?" Said tHE GoOd sOuL, putting heR DEaf Ear clOsE
!"

"God bless them," said  one.

"He avenpro tec tthem ," s aid another.
A nd e very blessing fell onJason  l i ke a cu rse."Murder le t itbe ,"  he 
t h ou ght,and  turned  his eyeswhe re  other eyesw er e looking.  Th en
passing u nde r thebr oad arch,  st eppin g outo f theblue shad ow into
t h e white s un shin e, all radiant in he r  grace and lov ely sw ee t ne s s ,
m eek  and tende r,  with tears i n  h e r sof t  brown eyes-- it was she, itwas sh e;  it was Gr eeba- -G r eeb a--Greeba.
Jas on felt h is str e ngth ex h austed.  A str ang e d izzi n es ssei ze d  hi m .Hel ook ed downto  a voidthel i g h t. H iseyes  fell  on the ironcro ss
b e for e him , and  here ad th e name  grav en  upon it. _Thename  was hisown ._ 

T he n eve r ything  se eme d to wh irl aro u ndhi m . He  remembered no mor e, s av e a shuf flingo ffe e t, a dul lhum  ove r his h ead, li ke the n oise
o f  w at er in t he  earsof  adro wning man,  and a  sense o f bei n g lifted
and c a rried.

But a n ot h e rc onsc iou sness cameto h i m, a nd i t  w asv ery s weet,  t h ou g h
uncertain. He was  f loatin g up- -up--up to wh ere the mo u n t ains wer e
gr e en ,  and the sea w as tr anquil, an d  the tre es ma de music  in the
q u i et air.And  Gr eeb a w a s  t here, and she w as l ay ing her  co ol hand  on 
hi s h otfo rehead, a nd he wa slo ok in g a t the troubled  h eav in g o f her roundbosom . "A re n' t  yo u veryp ro u d  ofyo ur self , J as on?"shew aswhisper ing softl y,a nd t he nhe wasclasping thebe autiful gi rl  in  his
a r m s and ki ssing her, and she wass pringin g a way,blus hing deep ly, 
and h e w a s hold ing do wn hi shea d ,  andl a ug hin gin his hea r t .
"Liest ill,  love;lie you still," fe l l o n his ear, an d h e op e n ed  hi s 
e y es.  H e  wa s in his own room  at the li tt l ecottage of the  c aretake rs.
The  oldw oman wa s bending  over him ,andb a thi ng his for ehead wi th one
ha n d, wh i le  with  th e othe rhan d she  was h o ldi ng he r apro nto her 
eyes .
"He's c oming round nicely, pra ise th e Lor d,"  she said , c h eer ily.

"Ireme mber," sai d J aso n, in  aw eak v oice .  " Did I fai nt?" 
"Faint,l ov e?" s ai d the goods o u l,putti ngh er dea f ea r close
!"

"God bless_them," said_one.

"Heaven protect them," said_another.

And every_blessing_fell on_Jason_like a curse._"Murder let it_be," he
thought, and turned_his eyes where_other_eyes were looking. Then
passing under the broad arch, stepping out of the blue shadow_into
the_white sunshine,_all_radiant_in her grace and lovely_sweetness,
meek and tender, with tears_in her_soft brown eyes--it was she, it
was she; it_was_Greeba--Greeba--Greeba.

Jason felt his_strength exhausted. A strange dizziness seized him. He
looked down_to avoid the light. His eyes_fell on the_iron_cross
before_him, and he read_the name graven upon it. _The_name was his
own._

Then everything seemed to_whirl around him. He remembered no more,
save_a shuffling of feet, a dull_hum over his head, like_the noise
of_water in the ears of_a drowning man,_and a_sense of being_lifted
and carried.

But another consciousness came to_him, and it_was very sweet, though
uncertain. He was_floating_up--up--up to where_the_mountains_were
green, and_the sea was_tranquil,_and the_trees_made music in the
quiet air. And_Greeba_was there, and she was laying her_cool hand on
his hot_forehead,_and he was looking_at the troubled heaving of_her
round bosom. "Aren't you very proud_of yourself,_Jason?" she_was
whispering softly, and then he was clasping the beautiful girl in_his
arms and kissing her, and she_was springing away, blushing_deeply,
and he_was_holding down his_head,_and laughing_in his heart.

"Lie still, love; lie you_still," fell_on his ear, and he opened_his
eyes. He was in_his_own room at the little cottage_of the caretakers.
The old woman was_bending over him, and bathing_his_forehead_with one
hand, while with the_other hand she was holding her_apron to her
eyes.

"He's_coming round nicely, praise the Lord," she_said,_cheerily.

"I remember," said Jason, in a_weak_voice. "Did I faint?"

"Faint, love?" said_the_good_soul, putting her deaf ear_close