Something tells me that wherever you are, and whatever you are
doing, I shall know all about it."
This comforted me, and I think it comforted my mother also, though God
knows if it would have done so, if, with her dying eyes, she could have
seen what was waiting for her child.
It fills my heart brimful to think of what happened next.
She told me to say a _De Profundis_ for her sometimes, and to think of
her when I sang the hymn to the Virgin. Then she kissed me and told me
to go to sleep, saying she was going to sleep too, and if it should
prove to be the eternal sleep, it would be only like going to sleep at
night and awaking in the morning, and then we should be together again,
and "the time between would not seem long."
"So good-night, darling, and God bless you," she said.
And as well as I could I answered her "Good-night!"
* * * * *
When I awoke from the profound slumber of childhood it was noon of the
next day and the sun was shining. Doctor Conrad was lifting me out of
bed, and Father Dan, who had just thrown open the window, was saying in
a tremulous voice:
"Your dear mother has gone to God.
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