"
The little auditor shuddered, and when she buried her face deeper in the
bosom of her parent, it was with a more quickened sense of maternal
affection, and with a livelier view, than her infant perception had ever
yet known, of the gentle charities of kindred. When she had spoken, the
matron impressed the final kiss on the forehead of each of the children,
and asking, aloud, that God might bless them, she turned to go to the
performance of duties that called for the exhibition of very different
qualities. Before quitting the room, however, she once more approached the
boy, and, holding the light before his steady eye, she said solemnly--
"I trust my babes to the keeping of a young warrior!"
The look he returned was like the others, cold but not discouraging. A
gaze of many moments elicited no reply; and Ruth prepared to quit the
place, troubled by uncertainty concerning the intentions of the guardian
she left with the girls, while she still trusted that the many acts of
kindness which she had shown him, during his captivity, would not go
without their reward.
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