ger. “He never died—but there was excellent reason why be should be considered so. Come, children! will you not kiss your father?” And he held out his arms to the two. Then the spell was broken. Doubting no longer, Jacqueline and Gysbert rushed nto his embrace, while Jan blubbered in his joy like a great baby, and Dr. de Witt tore around the room, alternately laughing and crying, and trying to shake hands with Jan. The confusion lasted many minutes, during which time Vrouw Voorhaas came unassisted to her senses, and smiled understandingly on the scene.
“Oh, my boy and girl!” said the father at last. “God has brought us through many strange trials and vicissitudes to the happiness of this meeting! But now, if it pleases Him, we shall never part again.”
“But father,” answered Jacqueline, “we can scarcely yet realize that thou art our father, so much dost thou seem like one risen
