The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1874-12-18

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yield" Susie said, as cautiously closing
the door Of the nursery, she entered her
own room.
The evening was oppressive, and
Susie's black dress became very uncom
Portable. Flittering about, guided by
the moonbcams, she sought for some
thing Of lighter texture. The morning
robe was laid aside, and dress, white
and Acecy, wrapped her slender form
The clustering ringlcts were smootbed
back, and rolled in heavy coil high OF
the back Of her head.
"Now will go down; father will b
alone at this hour, and"
She paused, raising her sweet eyes up
ward, and clasping her hands, she muir
INJURED:
"Mother in heaven, plead for mew
Noisclessly she opened the door and
glanced into the room. Her father sal
with his back toward her, leaning ON a
table, over which were scattered books
and papers. In his hand he held the
picture of her mother. She drew back
a little, still however standing within the
door.
She dared not interrupt the sacred
privacy of the hour. The rustic of her
garments, light as il was, must have
caught his car, for his bowed head was
raised.
"Mary, my wife, my own" he cried,
starting forward with extended arms.
"Thank God for granting me one glimpse
of you again"
Susie, awed and trembling, raised her
ewes TO see, clothed as in life, the same
sweet, gentle face, the ripping hair,
caught back from the smooth, clear
brow.
"Motherw she breathed forth.
The room was lighted only by the
moonbeams; but the vision was plainly
seen. Another eager glance, and Susie
stole away to her own room, and sank
almost fainting into her mothers chair.
A little while, and grown calmer she
opened her eyes, to see again, directly in
front of her, the same vision.
She started forward, stretching out her
arms, and calling softly, mother"
Nearer, nearer, she drew, until, face to
face, she stood beside the large mirror,
in front of which she had seated herself
Unwittingly in one of her mothers
dresses she had robed herself, and gath
cred her curls in the manner her mother
was accustomed To.
"How very. very like her am. Yes.
now I tpow. father saw me in the mir
ror oppo.ite which I stood We'll. I will
not break the sweet delusion, / meant it
could come to him in dreams, perhaps,
to Mead for me. | can not desert him,
/ can not; dare not. / will give up
neither. but, clinging to both loved ones,
will trust to heaven for a happy deci-
sion"
With this determination she sank to
sleep, sweet and undisturbed. Early
next morning, as usual, she was in the
breakfast room, ministering to the little
ones clustering around her
The fathers frown had lost its accus-
toned sterness, as he stood regarding his
eldest child. A gentle, sympathetic light
was in his eyes as they rested on the
sweet face grown older, much in those
DAYS of anxious care. How matronly
she looked.
So patiently listening to and answer
ing every wish of the little ones. At
last they were all satisfied. Her father
deeply interested in the morning paper,
she stole away to the trysting place.
81 can not leave him, Frank. Indeed,
never can without his blessing rest on
me. No, no." she cried, as she saw the
disappointed and stern expression of her
lovers face; al have tried in vain to
make my mind up to it. How can give
up either, loving both so weli?"
avon have trified with me. Susie Won
bovo brotop vour nrom;se too Won
will most likely. never see me after this
morpinc if I 20 from Won. Are Won de-
terminedYp
ayes dear dear Frank. | am deter
mined not to 90 unless father blesses and
bids me 90. / will trust nv happiness
TO him and God. who ruleth all things"
Susie answered looking very sorrowful,
Notwithstanding her father.
"Then, goodbye"
She raised her face, pale and pleading,
to his.
kiss me, pood-bye, Frank, and say
God bless me-" she Whispered.
He did as she pleaded. but there WIS
an injured air in his manner. As he
parted from her, she sprang after him,
CRYING
"Forgive mo Frank i'll bave wounded