Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1899-06-29

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And each man in his time plays many
parts,
OF which the end is death"
Shakespeare.
The weeks and months which followed
were unlike any ever before spent by Syl-
via Leland.
Aunt Rachel, for years an invalid, was
1 completely Frustrated by the double shock
of Delights flight and Desires bereaye-
ment. She became helpless, needing con-
slant care which Desire took it upon her
self to give. Scarcely ever away from her
bedside, always calm, strong, capable,
never speaking of her grief, never spar
ing herself, she was a marvel to them all.
Sometimes her mother feared the tax up
Oh her was too great, but Mistress Esther
was a wise woman. She knew that inces-
SAINT occupation is balm for wounded
spirits. and she saw that her daughter
found a consolation in her loving minis
try to Aunt Rachel that nothing else gave
her.
And thus it happened that many new
duties fell on Sylvia's inexperienced Shout
ders Gideon, the elderly, not over-strong
man who was hired to take charge OF the
farm, proved unequal to the task without
continual appeal to Mistress Esther and
"Sylvy,' who virtually managed affairs.
1t was a hard task for them, but they
bent to it with an energy and determine
ton to succeed which showed them to be
! true helpmeets of the brave men trying
to learn sodiery under still more unfavor-
able circumstances. If Dave had only
been at home that she might consult with
him concerning the strange new questions
forever coming up. Sylvia would have ask
ed no odds of any one. She missed him
greatly Few days passed that she did
not find time to run over and sit for at
least a few minutes with his mother, Of
whom she was very fond. Mistress Town
send was also fond of her, much more so
than she had ever been Of Delight.
One pleasant September afternoon,
glancng out of her sitting room window,
she saw her young friend coming through
the yard.
t"Oh, Auntie, you look just like a pic
ture." cried Sylvia from the doorway, adj
miring the trim dress of gray wool, the
sheer muslin kerchief crossed over her
bosom, the high, crisp muslin cap beneath
which her soft, white hair was smoothly
parted the beautiful blue eyes, a counter
part Of Dawes, the kindly, sweet face. An
open Bible lay on her lap.
Nay, child; say not so of my time-worn
self" came in gentlest Gliding. Rather
sit you down and tell me how your little
world has Jared this day. Not all to your
liking if l can read your countenance
Alright"
Sylvia threw her hat on the table and
Il seated herself on a stool at Mistress
Townsends side.
DO l show myself out so quickly as
that?" she asked, half laughing. half an
noyed. My father always says my face
is like an open book. If that is true
think twill puzzle you to spell it out, for
I'm all upside down in my mind, and
don't know how I'm ever coming right
again. Things are so hard to understand
Auntie Townsend
4 long sigh accompanied this serious
declaration.
You are growing into the experience
Of every thoughtful soul, my child
1hlngs are indeed hard to understand
impossible, truly, without the one only
d KEY to all mystery, this blessed revelation
OF the al-wise Father to his ignorant,
seeking children
she laid her hand upon the pages of the
DOCK and looked at it as on the face of a
tFied and trusted friend. But the ques-
uon was still plainly to be seen in Sylvia's
eyes
don't see how that explains things,
aunte."
Mlstress Townsend turned the leaves.
head there, Sylvia: read those verses
aloud to me-" she said.
And Sylvia read:
0od IS our refuge and strength, very
present help in trouble. Therefore will
We nor lear, though the earth be remov-
~ "no though the mountains be carried
.N'o the midst of the sea. Though the
waters thereof roar and be troubled.
1uoash the mountains shake with the
swelling thereof
Is mat not sweet assurance that no
I"1An can come to us if we are truly His
ehiIdren?" LIS
s rs l suppose So" slowly the girl
SSnSWered' but don see yet why things
a"ppen as they do. Now, Delight is the
s ns VINO dlSobeyed father and did wrong.
~ sue IS happy somewhere with Archie.
tba ,.'e DeSre. who gave Gilbert up rather
- no what she thought was not right,
sne one to suffer so bitterly. 1 think
NOT bit Just, nor fair!'
a.n ny do You speak with such conf
w, VI behghts happiness?'
IA ny Why, because she is married
archie and-and-and-"
Tho Nuu DO you never think that she has
Of ~ SoNSlant memory of her disobedience,
sots De sorrow she brought upon her par
ana her home, of my poor Dawes
p ~, Neart: And l doubt not that soon
will later the manner of Gilbert's death
10 ~ Drought to her knowledge and add
sssa sum of her wretchedness The
sn OF sin is death, Sylvia, and such
70 al aers can bring nothing but death
Dss;.. Uue happiness and peace Of mind.
Iaosl;s', with all her blighted hopes, her
her neyer-ceasing grief, is to
$50 In comparison with Delight"
y" why is it so. auntie-why r asked