The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1913-02-25

eternal vigil beside the city. The waters
of the bay were pale green. One pass
ed between the islands of Capri and
Ischia. sailing into vermilion sun
set Yet the very beauty of the scene
deepened by contrast the gloom in my
heart felt that | had passed the
glory of my life and it would never
come again.
was partly lifted without and above
myself by taking care of one who had
gonesa broad IN search of life and had
not found 1t. A young man occupying
a stateroom opposite me was going
home to die | was glad to escape
from my grief by ministering to him
And he needed me. having no one else
In attendance upon hin. spent most
of my time with him. and when he was
able to talk with me was impressed
with a certain spirituality there was
about him He did not consider the
death that was approaching his end.
but seemed to feel a certainty not only
that he would enter another life, but
would retain his interest in the one he
would leave. You will not be able to
see me or speak with me- he said "or
hear me when shall speak to you, for
in the flesh you cannot develop the
faculties necessary to a communica
ton with those you call dead. but who
really live far higher life than yours
Nevertheless the destinies of those on
earth are controlled by those in this
superior existence What we call fate
is the result of their management of
our daily lives"
1t was not only his words, but the
certainty with which he spoke them.
Of my recently born love, confessed it
TO him and asked him whether and
Angela would grow apart or seem to
grow apart, returning in another exist
ence TO the intensity Of our love as il
was when we parted But he had no
theory on this point his only reply be
ing that all we were. all our acts. the
courses in which we moved. were in
the hands of the myriad Of spiritual
beings who had been through what we
were passing and had developed to
higher life that did not need the flesh.
He died the day before he made port
| was with him when he passed away.
Indeed. he would have no one else
Just before he drew his last breath be
looked at me as If be would speak te
me. | put my ear down near his lips
and could barely hear the words, as II
they came rather from the other than
this side Of the portal, Il will send
her
Several years after these two impor-
tant partings, the one at Rome and the
other at sea-, | was spending brief
season at an ocean beach In Virginia.
1t was the spring Of the year In that
climate. The sun shone with a genial
warmth; the leaves were opening; the
birds were singing. | was reminded of
the day had sailed from Naples when
my sorrow was fresh. 1t was no long
er fresh, but 1t was still with me.
still felt that certain perfection, a
complementary condition that would
have been mine with Angela, was want
ing. WAS the same being l had been
before. but under a different develop
ment. an incomplete one. / took no
thought of supplying the deficiency by
becoming interested In another wo-
man, for such seemed no more posi-
Bile than to change my being to be-
come different Individual
Nevertheless felt certain exhilara
ton yelling within me on this beauti-
full spring morning. | wondered where
my happiness came from. had expe-
rienced it under the same conditions
before. but not after I had lost An
gela.
felt within me desire to 20 down
on the beach and walk there. Nearer
the ocean would get the odor loved.
that salty oxidation so different from
what we have in the interior. stroll
ed along the eroad. crossed the dunes
and down on to the aloping sends