move about no longer, and took to her bed.

All the restlessness gone then, and all the sweet patience of her

natural disposition purified by the resignation of her soul, she

lay upon her bed through the whole round of changes of the seasons.

She lay upon her bed through fifteen months. In all that time, her

old cheerfulness never quitted her. In all that time, not an

impatient or a querulous minute can be remembered.

At length, at midnight on the second of February, 1864, she turned