"I meant to give each of you some of this to take with you," said she，"but as there is so little toast，you must have it now," and she proceeded to cut slices with a generous hand.

We feasted that evening as on nectar and ambrosia; and not the least delight of the entertainment was the smile of gratification with which our hostess regarded us，as we satisfied our famished appetites on the delicate fare she liberally supplied.

Tea over and the tray removed，she again summoned us to the fire; we sat one on each side of her，and now a conversation followed between her and Helen，which it was indeed a privilege to be admitted to hear.

Miss Temple had always something of serenity in her air，of state in her mien，of refined propriety in her language，which precluded deviation into the ardent，the excited，the eager: something which chastened the pleasure of those who looked on her and listened to her，by a controlling sense of awe; and such was my feeling now: but as to Helen Burns，I was struck with wonder.

The refreshing meal，the brilliant fire，the presence and kindness of her beloved instructress，or，perhaps，more than all these，something in her own unique mind，had roused her powers within her. They woke，they kindled: first，they glowed in the bright tint of her cheek，which till this hour I had never seen but pale and bloodless; then they shone in the liquid lustre of her eyes，which had suddenly acquired a beauty more singular than that of Miss Temple"s- a beauty neither of fine colour nor long eyelash，nor pencilled brow，but of meaning，of movement，of radiance. Then her soul sat on her lips，and language flowed，from what source I cannot tell. Has a girl of fourteen a heart large enough，vigorous enough，to hold the swelling spring of pure，full，fervid eloquence? Such was the characteristic of Helen"s discourse on that，to me，memorable evening; her spirit seemed hastening to live within a very brief span as much as many live during a protracted existence.

They conversed of things I had never heard of; of nations and times past; of countries far away; of secrets of nature discovered or guessed at: they spoke of books: how many they had read! What stores of knowledge they possessed! Then they seemed so familiar with French names and French authors: but my amazement reached its climax when Miss Temple asked Helen if she sometimes snatched a moment to recall the Latin her father had taught her，and taking a book from a shelf，bade her read and construe a page of Virgil; and Helen obeyed，my organ of veneration expanding at every sounding line. She had scarcely finished ere the bell announced bedtime! no delay could be admitted; Miss Temple embraced us both，saying，as she drew us to her heart-