The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-04-10
AN EASTER VISION

lt was Easter Sunday. The streets
were thronged with welLdrosssod poo.
pie on their way to church. and the
spring air was full Of the joyous
sound OF bells.
What Il hollow mockeryi" thought
one sad.faced woman a. she stood
amid the worshipers In the crowded
transept.
The priest stretched out his hands
toward the knoeling flock and spoke
Of the butterfly and tho chrysalls, the
marvel Of reyiyinod and hlossoming
earth. Yet his words were meaning.
less, cold and empty in the ears OF
the sad. black-robod woman who
sought In vain Tor consolation
Were they indeed those mansions
OF God OF which the rector spoke?
Had these people found them? Why,
then, were they barred to her? All. In
her bitterness. she doubted II she
really cared for such Joys All she
yearned for was the one tender.
human smile which tney told her was
forever banished. Her heart rose up
In spasm of rebellion. II could not
be true that anything so good was
irrevocably gone
Christ is rlsen-ls risen from the
dead!" sang the choir; but the sad
and lonely woman turned and LEFT the
church.
That afternoon she walked along
country roads, through the delicious
odors of the springfield air. As she
trod the brown meadows the sky was
aglow with the dulllng gold OF tao
sunshine and the wind bore to her the
scent OF fresh hyaclnths.
Still she wandered on, unheeding.
absorbed in the bitterness OF her own
heart, until she saw before her a
country churchyard, where woman
black'robed, like herself, bent sobbing
above new-made grave. Dr. IN by
some intangible chord OF sympathy.
she walked over to where the other
nneeled at the tomb.
1T Is Easter" said the second
woman, mechanically lifting her
heavy eyes, land he Is dead" A
sudden comprehension came to her
glance; she reached out her hand
and touched the strangers gown.
you understand she cried. you
too"
Yes, | understand" answered the
first woman. monotonously. your
story is also mine. lie is dead"
They are gone from us forever"
cried the woman at the grave. with
burst of wild weeping. "Ah, for
one sign OF immorta..y. for one hope,
one dream tnat It is not forever-that
they but sleep to live againl"
And then for both these sorrowing
souls was wrought a miracle! Life.
for the instant. threw aside it's mask
OF death and revealed itself In rs
serene majesty Of reality. The sky
became more vivid and opsliue; the
wind blew more freshly bearing a
ousand scents; hepaticas wero
blooming at their feet; a bird scared.
singing, from the ground.
For the moment they seemed TO
feel the swirl OF the earth on its axis.
the stars revolving I'm their spheres,
the migaty heayo Of the great oceans
Of life. and knew that there was
nothing in time nor space nor exist.
ence, but change. motion and vitality.
an that one brief moment they felt
and knew the presence OF their dead
infinitely near and comforting, and
were assured beyond all doubt that
there was
The freer step, the fuller breath. the
wide horizons grander view.
The sense OF life that knows no death.
the life that makoth all things
new.
And then the vision passed, tho
scales fell upon t1elr eyes, their ears
once more grew dull. And yet It's
memory remained. They stood TO.
gether In the word, as they had
known II, alone; but neyermore desc
late