In the morning she awoke with that sense of loss and dull agony which only they know, who have seen the grave close over all they have held dearest on earth.

Bishopp, attend my dearest.

It is not now, sir, in my opinion, a question whether we shall choose the dearest or the cheapest method of increasing our forces, for it seems to me not possible to supply any new expenses.

"Then the element of natural affectionof consanguinityhas its due weight no doubt, my dearest.

On the eve of the great war he might have embraced his dearest one cold and lifeless.

"You would fetch your dearest, but the beautiful bird sits no longer singing in the nest; the cat has got it, and will scratch out your eyes as well.

Oh, the very thought of folding that dearest of heaven's creatures in one's arms.

"Well, then, gaze on me, my dearest; I am of that lordly host, Kiss me!

Would you rather she did not guess anything yet, my dearest?" "Yes" said Ethelrida, "I don't want any one to know, until you have told my father,will you do so to-nightor wait until to-morrow?

Surely he had heard a voicethe dearest of all voices.

'I will never, never leave my dearest, dearest husband.

My attendance on her in this poorly state, and at this season of the year, when I lost my poor dearest Bessie, reminded me strongly of my dear departed lamb.

He gave to the Nation, as the friend he loved the dearest, a fortune which he had inherited.

" "I have heard men speak of Signor Giacomo as paying dearest for their favors.

Besides, remember, dearest, we are not about to enter into continued and incessant dissipation, which occupies the existence of so many; we have drawn a line, and Caroline loves her parents too well to expect or wish to pass its boundary.

The precious letter ran as follows: My dearest Charlie, I have used you rather ill in not having written to you sooner, but I know you will forgive me, as your Grandpapa has liked to have me with him so much, and I could not write and talk to him comfortably.

" "A man may have more than one ambition," said Mr. Hepworth slowly, "and I have not achieved my dearest one.

All my life I seem to have been asking my friends, those I loved best, those who valued the dearest, the kindest, the greatest, and the strongest in our strange human life, to come with me and see Forbes-Robertson die in Hamlet.