midnight
`` Hark ! '' says Captain Inglis , `` there is the carriage . -- Edith , my dear , it is time we were going home . '' So the merry party breaks up , and soon the silence of midnight settles over the city . Slowly the wind lulls itself to rest ; the storm is over ; the rain-clouds sweep back from the sky , and the stars gleam forth with softened brilliancy over the sleeping world ; while the fair , placid moon , rising from a mist of vapours , shines down on the sodden earth , and lingering near a quiet churchyard lays her tearful beams , fondly , tenderly , on a peaceful grave marked only by a marble cross and the simple words , -- `` Aunt Judith . '' THE END .