Edith never knew of these strange revelations, but lived happy in her unconscious mistake. The robber soon slept his final sleep among the ruins, while our other characters wended their way peaceably and happy, one by one, and in due season to their final home.

Sir Robert lived on, a more thoughtful man. He withdrew almost entirely from the world, only striving to do as much good with his

He watched with her all that night. At times she conversed almost like one inspired with divine grace. She said she was more happy than ever before in her life, and so she evidently was. Her only wish now was to join her dear mother in heaven. As the morning light struggled across the mountain top, and lighted up the broad valley of the Rhine, she kissed her father's cheek, and murmured in a low, sweet voice :

ed his adopted child, Edith, and in his heart, the memory of the two who were gone before him to the spirit land. He brought Clara's remains and laid them, as he had promised, beside her mother's ashes, and here, when unobserved by the busy eyes of the world, he often resorted to weep and pray. In his will, he endowed Edith's children largely, and he was buried as he desired, by Clara's side.

And thus was consummated THE MISTAKE OF A LIFE-TIME.