GOLD DUST

FIRST PART

Translated and abridged from French by E. L. E. B. Edited by CHARLOTTE M. YONGE

XXXIII

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"Mother," asked a child, "since nothing is ever lost, where do all our thoughts go?"

"To God," answered the mother gravely, "who remembers them forever."

"Forever!" said the child. He bent his head, and, drawing closer to his mother, murmured, "I am frightened!"

Which of us have not felt the same?

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