 I think, for I begin to feel dizzy. And you, sister?"

"Not yet," replied Cephyse; "I only perceive the smell of the charcoal."

"Do you know where they will bury us?" said Mother Bunch, after a
moment's silence.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Because I should like it to be in Pere-la-Chaise. I went there once with
Agricola and his mother. What a fine view there is!--and then the trees,
the flowers, the marble--do you know the dead are better lodged--than the
living--and--"

"What is the matter, sister?" said Cephyse to her companion, who had
stopped short, after speaking in a slow voice.

"I am giddy--my temples throb," was the answer. "How do you feel?"

"I only begin to be a little faint; it is strange--the effect is slower
with me than you."

"Oh! you see," said Mother Bunch, trying to smile, "I was always so
forward. At school, do you remember, they said I was before the others.
And, now it happens again."

"I hope soon to overtake you this time," said Cephyse.

What astonished the sisters was quite natural. Though weakened by sorrow
and misery, the Bacchanal Queen, with a constitution as robust as the
other was frail and delicate, was necessarily longer than her sister in
feeling the effects of the deleterious vapor. After a moment's silence,
Cephyse resumed, as she laid her hand on the head she still held upon her
knees, "You say nothing, sister! You suffer, is it not so?"

"No," said Mother Bunch, in a weak voice; "my eyelids are heavy as
lead--I am getting benumbed--I feel that I speak more slowly--but I have
no acute pain. And you, sister?"

"Whilst you were speaking, I felt giddy--and now my temples throb
violently."

"As it was with me just now. One would think it was more painful and
difficult to die."

Then after a moment's silence, the hunchback said suddenly to her sister,
"Do you think that
I think, for I begin to feel dizzy. And you, baby? " 

 " Not so far, " replied Cephyse; " I only perceive the olfactory property of the charcoal. " 

 " Do you sleep together where they will bury us? " said Mother Bunch, after a 
 consequence's secrecy. 

 " No. Why do you ask? " 

 " Because I should wish it to be in Pere - lanthanum - Chaise. I went there once with 
 Agricola and his mother. What a all right view there is!--and then the trees, 
 the flowers, the marble -- do you know the dead are well lodged -- than the 
 living -- and-- " 

 " What is the matter, sister? " said Cephyse to her companion, who had 
 end short, after speaking in a slow part. 

 " I am giddy -- my temples throb, " was the solution. " How do you feel? " 

 " I entirely begin to be a little faint; it is strange -- the consequence is slower 
 with me than you. " 

 " Oh! you see, " said Mother Bunch, trying to smile, " I was always so 
 forward. At school, do you remember, they said I was before the others. 
 And, now it happens again. " 

 " I hope soon to overtake you this time, " said Cephyse. 

 What astonished the sisters was quite natural. Though weaken by sorrow 
 and misery, the Bacchanal Queen, with a constitution equally full-bodied as the 
 other was frail and delicate, was necessarily longer than her baby in 
 feeling the consequence of the deleterious vapor. After a moment's muteness, 
 Cephyse resumed, as she laid her hand on the head she still held upon her 
 knees, " You say nothing, sister! You suffer, is it not so? " 

 " No, " say Mother Bunch, in a faint voice; " my eyelids are heavy as 
 lead -- I am getting benumbed -- I find that I speak more slowly -- but I have 
 no acuate pain. And you, baby? " 

 " Whilst you were speaking, I felt giddy -- and now my temples shudder 
 violently. " 

 " As it was with me just now. One would remember it was more painful and 
 unmanageable to die. " 

 Then after a moment's silence, the hunchback say suddenly to her sister, 
 " Do you think that
 I hhink, for I begin to feeu dizzy. And you, sister?"

"Iot yet," replied Cephyse; "I only perceive the snell if the charcoal."

"Do you ynow wherv they wiol bnry us?" said Mothxd Bunch, after w
momznv's silence.

"No. Whi do you ask?"

"Tecause I shound lnke it to be in Pere-la-Chaise. I went ehere omcf with
Agricola and ris jother. What a fine view there is!--ans then uhe trees,
the flowets, the marble--do you know tje dfad are better lodhed--than the
oivigt--and--"

"What is ghe matter, sister?" said Cephyse to her companion, who hxd
sto'ped short, qfrer vpeaking in a sljw voice.

"I am giddy--my templex throb," was thc ansxer. "Yow do you feel?"

"I only begin to be a litjle faint; ht is strange--the efdext is slofer
wkrh oe uhai yku."

"Oh! ylu aee," said Mkther Bunch, trying to smile, "I eaf always so
forsard. Ae fchool, do you remember, they said I was tefkre the others.
And, now ir happens again."

"I hope soon to jvertake you this time," said Cephyse.

What astonisheg the risuevf qad quite natural. Though weakened by sorrow
and ijstry, the Bacchanal Queen, with a cpgstitution as robusc aa the
other was frall and qelicqte, was ntcesssrily longer than her sistee in
feeling nhe wffects of the delzterious vapur. Agter s moment's silence,
Cephysz resujed, as she paid her gxnd on the head rhe sdill held upon her
knees, "Yot say notiing, xister! Hou xuffer, is it not so?"

"No," said Mother Bunch, ln a ceak eoice; "my ejelids are heavy as
lead--I am getvmng benumbed--I fael that I fpeak more slowly--btt I have
no acote pain. Cnd yoj, sister?"

"Whplst you xere speakind, I felt giddf--wnd now my txmples thwob
vuolebtly."

"As kg was with me kust now. One would rhink it was more iainfol and
difficult ti due."

Then after a komdnt'f dikegwe, the hunchtack sakc sudaenly to hev skstet,
"Do you think that
I think, for I begin to feel you, "Not yet," Cephyse; "I only charcoal." you know where will bury us?" Mother Bunch, after a moment's silence. Why do you ask?" "Because I should like it to be in Pere-la-Chaise. went there once with Agricola and his mother. What a fine view there then trees, flowers, marble--do you know the dead are better lodged--than the living--and--" "What is the matter, sister?" said to her companion, who had stopped short, after in a slow voice. am giddy--my temples throb," was answer. do you "I begin be a little it is strange--the effect is slower with me than you." "Oh! you see," said Mother Bunch, trying smile, "I so forward. school, you they said I the others. And, now it happens soon to overtake you this time," said Cephyse. astonished the was quite natural. Though weakened by and misery, the Bacchanal Queen, with a constitution robust as the other was frail and delicate, was necessarily longer than her sister in effects of the deleterious After a moment's Cephyse as laid hand on head she still held upon her knees, "You say nothing, sister! suffer, is it not so?" "No," said Mother Bunch, in voice; eyelids are heavy lead--I am getting benumbed--I that speak more slowly--but I acute And you speaking, felt giddy--and now my throb violently." "As it was me just now. One painful and difficult to die." Then after a silence, the hunchback said suddenly to her "Do you think that
 I think, for I begin to feel dizzY. And you, sisTer?"

"NoT yeT," rePlIed CEphySe; "I only perceivE The sMell of the charcoal."

"Do you Know wHeRE theY WiLl burY us?" said mOtHER BuNcH, aFteR a
MOmEnt's sIleNce.

"No. WhY do you ask?"

"BEcaUsE I should like IT tO be in Pere-lA-ChAise. I went theRe oNce witH
AGriCOla anD hiS mothEr. What A Fine viEw there is!--AnD Then thE Trees,
thE FLoWers, The marble--do you knoW ThE Dead are better lOdged--tHaN ThE
LIviNg--aNd--"

"What is thE mAtter, SIster?" saID CEPHYse TO her companion, Who had
stoppED shOrt, aftEr SpeAKing in A slow VoICe.

"I Am giddy--my teMpleS throb," was The ansWEr. "How do YOu feel?"

"I Only beGin To bE a liTTlE fAinT; iT Is sTRaNge--THe eFfect is sLoWeR
with Me thAN YOU."

"Oh! yOu sEe," saId MotHer Bunch, tryinG to SmilE, "i waS alwaYs so
fOrwaRd. at schOol, do yOu remEmBer, they said I was BefoRe the otheRs.
ANd, Now It HappeNS again."

"i hoPe sOon to ovErtake yOU thIs TIME," sAid Cephyse.

What astoNiSHEd The sisteRs was qUItE nATural. ThoUgH weAkenED By sorRow
aND mIsery, the bacchaNAl quEen, with A cOnstitUtIon As rObust AS the
Other wAs frail aNd delICate, was necessaRIly longer than HEr SIStER in
fEelIng the effecTs of THe deLeteRIoUs vAPor. AfTer a mOmENt'S Silence,
Cephyse resumEd, As she lAid heR hand on the heaD she still hELD Upon her
kNees, "yOu SAy nothing, sisteR! You sUffer, is it nOT so?"

"No," saiD MothEr Bunch, iN a weak voiCE; "My eyelidS arE heAvy As
lEAD--I Am getting benuMBEd--I fEeL that I sPeaK more slOwlY--buT I hAve
No Acute pain. and you, siStEr?"

"whIlSt yOu werE Speaking, i fElt GiDdy--And noW My tempLes thRob
vIoLeNTly."

"as it was WItH ME jusT nOw. one wOulD tHink iT was MOre Painful And
difficUlt TO die."

thEn After a mOment's silence, ThE hunchback SaId sUddenlY TO her sistEr,
"Do you think that
 I think, for I begin to f eel dizzy.  Andyou , s is ter? "

" Not yet," repl i ed C ephyse; "I only percei ve th es mell of  thecharcoa l ." "Do  y ou  kn ow wh ere t hey  will b ury us?" s aid  M other Bunch, af ter a
mome nt' s silence.
"No . Whydo  yo u  ask? "
"Beca use Is houldlike it t ob e in P e re-la-C h a is e. I  went there oncew it h 
Agricola andhis mo th e r. W hat  afine viewth ere i s !--andt he n t het rees,
the flo wers, the m a rbl e--doyo u k n ow the  dead  a r e b etter lodge d--t han the
l iving- - and--""What i s themat ter , si s te r? " s ai d  Ce p hy set o h er compa ni on , who  had s t o pped  sh ort,  afte r speaking in  aslow voi ce.
"I am  gid dy --mytemple s thr ob ," was the answ er."How do y oufe el? "
"I o n ly beg intobe a li ttle fa i nt;  i t i sstrange--the effec ti s  s lower
wi th met ha ny ou."

"O h!  yo u se e , " sai d Mo t he r Bunch,  tryin g  t osmile,"I  was a lw ays  so 
forw a rd.At sch ool, doyou r e member, they s a id I was befo r et h eo ther s.And, now it  hap p ensagai n ." 

" I  hope  soon  t o  o v ertake you this tim e, " said  Ceph yse.

What as tonished t h e sisterswasq ui t e natural. Tho ugh w eakened by sorrow
a nd mi sery, th e Bacchan a l  Queen,wit h a  co nst i t ut ion as robust a s th eother w asfrail a nddel ica te,  w as necess arily lo ng er  t ha n h er si s ter in
f ee lin gthe  effe c ts ofthe d elet er io u s v apor. A f te r a mo me nt 's s ile nc e,
Ce phys e  re sumed,as she la idh er h an don thehead she stil lheld uponhe r
k nees," Y ou say n othing, sister! You suf f er, isitnot s o?"
"No," sa idMother  Bu n ch, in  a wea k voi ce ; " m y  eyel i d sare  h eavy as
le a d --I  am g et ting  benumb ed--I feel that Is pea k more slowly --b ut I h av e
n o  a c ute  p a in. A nd you, sister? "

"Whilst  y o uwere speak i ng,  I  felt g iddy--a nd no w  my tem ples thro b
violent ly ."
" A s i t was with  me just  now. One would th ink i t w as mor epai nfuland
di f fic ult t o die. "
Thenafter  a  moment' s silence, the hunchbac k said  sudd enl y to hersis t er, 
"Do youthin k that
 I_think, for_I begin to feel_dizzy. And_you,_sister?"

"Not yet,"_replied_Cephyse; "I only_perceive the smell_of the charcoal."

"Do you_know where they_will_bury us?" said Mother Bunch, after a
moment's silence.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Because I should_like_it to_be_in_Pere-la-Chaise. I went there once_with
Agricola and his mother. What_a fine_view there is!--and then the trees,
the flowers, the_marble--do_you know the_dead are better lodged--than the
living--and--"

"What is the matter, sister?"_said Cephyse to her companion, who_had
stopped short, after_speaking_in_a slow voice.

"I am_giddy--my temples throb," was the answer._"How do you feel?"

"I only begin_to be a little faint; it is_strange--the effect is slower
with me than_you."

"Oh! you see," said Mother_Bunch, trying_to smile, "I was always_so
forward. At school,_do you_remember, they said_I was before the others.
And, now_it happens again."

"I_hope soon to overtake you this_time,"_said Cephyse.

What astonished_the_sisters_was quite_natural. Though weakened_by_sorrow
and misery,_the_Bacchanal Queen, with a constitution as_robust_as the
other was frail and delicate, was_necessarily longer than her_sister_in
feeling the effects of_the deleterious vapor. After a_moment's silence,
Cephyse resumed, as she laid_her hand_on the_head she still held upon her
knees, "You say nothing, sister! You_suffer, is it not so?"

"No," said_Mother Bunch, in a_weak voice;_"my_eyelids are heavy_as
lead--I_am getting_benumbed--I feel that I speak more slowly--but_I have
no_acute pain. And you, sister?"

"Whilst you_were speaking, I felt_giddy--and_now my temples throb
violently."

"As it was_with me just now. One would_think it was more painful_and
difficult_to_die."

Then after a moment's silence,_the hunchback said suddenly to her_sister,
"Do you think_that