The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-10-15

can give you, George said the earl,
is Annie you must thank for it. She
dropped the thought in my heart, and
II the thought has silently grown to
these written words, it is because sac
mas put a great many other good
thoughts there, and that these nelp
'hiI a one J to come ontcd to PERFECTION
and fragile, looking. she is? Can she
really be slowly dying?''
NO, she is not dying, she is only 60
ing ing little farther aWa-a little far
VIII be called, and she Will answer,
and we shall see her no more-here,
But do not call that dying, and if it
s eg nySIhg, annie Al VIII go as calmly and
llglous rite or duty. She loves God and
The next morning Hyde left his fathers
That such parting should be happy
NO hopes, no dreams of future Joy
could make him forget the wealth Of
love ne was leaving. nor did he wish
to forget, and woe to the man or wom-
an who would buy composure and con-
tentment-by forgetting-by really for
letting portion of their existence-by
ture.3 e.syss54 3rg
The day was,a bleak winter day, with
monotonous rain and a dark sky,
troubled by a ghostly wind Inside the
weight. The earl and countess watched
their sons carriage turn from the door,
and then looked silently into each 9TH
err face. The earl'S lips were firmly set
and his eyes full of tears. The countess
was weeping bitterly. He went with her
to her room, and with all his own charm
and tenderness comfOrted her for her
great loss.
At that moment Annie was forgotten,
yet no one was suffering more than she
was; Hyde had knelt by her sofa, TAX
ing her IN his arms and covered her face
with tears and kisses, and she had not
: been, able to oppose parting SO heart
breaking and SO final. The last tears
she was ever to shed dropped from her
closed eyes as she listened to his de-
parting steps, and the roll of the carriage
carrying him away forever seemed to roll
over her shrinking heart She cried out
feebly, a pitiful little shrill cry, that
she hushed with a sob still more full of
anguish, then she began to cast over her
suffering soul the balm of prayer, and
PROSTATE with closed eyes and hands,
Ieebly hanging down. DR.. Roslyn found
her He did not need to ask a question;
ne had long known the brave seIf-sacri-
flce that was consecrating the child heart
suffering SO sharply that day, and he
said only:
We are made perfect through suf-
fering, Annie"
II know, dear father
And you have found before this that
the sorrow well borne is full of strange
5oys-1oys whose long, lasting perfumes
show that they were grown in heaven
and not on earth"
This Is the last sorrow that can come
to me, father
And, my dear Annie, you would have
been loser without it. Every grief has
It's meaning, and the web Of life could not
!. be better woven If only love touched it y
4 have been praying, father
Nay, but God Himself PRAYED In Won
Whlie your soul waited in deep resigna-
nallon. God gave you both the recognf-
Ny heart failed at the Iast-then r
prayed as well as 1 could.
And then, visited by the not your
self in you, your head was lifted up.
Do not be frightened at what You want
! Strive for it little by little All that
IS bitter IN outward things or in interior
Things. all that befalls you in the course
OF day, is your daily bread. if you viii
take 1T from His hand
Then she was silent and quite still.
f. ne sat sat and watched the gradual lift
the paflor Of her face grew luminous with
the inner light, and her wide open evas
| saw, as in vision, things invisible to
mortar sight, but open to the spirit on
that dazzling line where mortal and I'M
mortal verge.
And as he went home, stepping SLOWLY
! though the misty world, he himself nard-
out of it. He felt not the dripping rain
he was not conscious of encomDassIns ..
earthly vapors. he had passed within the
veil and was worshiping
to him. = -
his crown
Was a suddenly made present, vast and
Through crowded pinions of the cheru-
And his feet stumbled not nor was
ne aware OF anything around until the
earl met him at the park gates. ana;
touching him. said. reverently:
! rather YOU are close to the hiehwae
Have You seen Annie?''
have just left her.
She. Is further from us than ever,
kichard Hyde, : he answered, i.she &c
on her way to God, and she can Tast
nothing short of that" %
ero be Continued