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Angel Children.
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'To us these graves—to them the rows
The mystic palm trees spring in;
To us the silence in the house,
To them the choral singing!'

"And how does Jenny like the story?" I asked.

Jenny looked up with thoughtful eyes. "But do you believe that little Clara and Lily and Anna went to a garden like that, when they died, and were taught by an angel, and were so very happy?"

"I do believe so!"