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Show 1 Memories of the Old Days. It Is nn exquisite and n beautiful thing In our nature, that when the heart Is touched and softened by some "trnnqull happiness or affectionate feeling, the memory of the dead comes over It most powoi fully and Irresistibly. Irresist-ibly. It would almost seem as though our better thoughts and sympathies were charms, In jlrtue of which the soul Is enabled to hold some vilgur apd mysterious Intercourse wllh tin splilta of, fhose whom we dearly lovei In life. Alnst 11 or; oftan nnd hor Ions runy those patient nngcla hove ubove ua. watchlag for the spel which Ms so seldom uttered, nnd a aooa forgotten. Charles Dickens. |