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which was as steadily consuming my mortality. As I looked upon the candle, so gradually short unclear in its socket, the thought took possession of my mind, that simultaneously with the total destruction of that candle my life would go out. My eyes became riveted upon that flame with an intensity of apprehension and anguish impossible for me to describe. As the candle grew less and less my anxiety increased-cold, clammy sweat began to ooze out of every pore of my body, and when the flame reached the socket and began to flicker, my body became rigid, and my sense seemed frozen. To my apprehension, the moment of death had arrived and my everlasting doom was sealed. The flame gave a convulsive struggle, as if it were reluctant to expire and my soul responded to the effort. unclear for an instant with renewed strength-I saw that it was but the death throe and I tried to cry out in the agony of despair when the flame again appeared rejuvenated into new life and I felt myself saved. My dear mother had entered the room unobserved by me-my attention was so absorbed upon the expiring light-and lit another candle by the dying flame. Oh! what a relief came to my dying soul! I felt that my life was saved for better things, and when I recovered I became more earnestly the