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to enjoy on that day. With those whom I love as well, I expect to occupy my customary seat at our annual dinner of good things. I expect to see, gathered around me, my parents, sore & weary with the burden of care & many duties: - my two sisters, also: - one in the early morn of her married life: the other, fresh & fair in her girlish years. I hope to welcome home, on that day, my brother, who is now absent; & whose many good qualities, as a man, has long since unclear. my unclear esteem. I expect to see one little form & face, over whose life one short year has fled forever, troting around the house, as usual. I expect to see the little one - our Lala - getting into mischief, here & there: reaching up after what is not suitable for her little hands; & perchance, looking up into my face with her soft, brown eyes. I love to look into their depths, & wonder, if she lives, what her life will be. - unclear sunshine & storm, no doubt. This is what I have to note down: & this is what I expect to do, to see & enjoy, on next Thursday. I have only one reason to give for cherishing these sweet expectations of home life. It is only because God is good; & the time in