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I persuaded myself that they were ghosts, and came at length to have quite a friendly feeling for them. I, wondered what they thought when they saw the fading letters of their own names upon the stones, whether they remembered themselves and wished they were alive again, or whether they were happier as they were. But that seemed a still sadder idea.

One night, as I sat there watching, I felt a hand upon my shoulder. I was not frightened, because it was' a soft gentle hand that I well knew, so I merely laid my cheek against it.

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