Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1935-02-13
NEW BOOKS
AT RANDOM
Margaret Gsrmond.

BY Sophia Cleugh. New York:
Doubleday. Doran g. Co., Inc.
Two great celestial forms, shadowy,
tremendous, inspiring, are poised In
the far-off vastness of that ethereal
realm which is the abode Of the eter-
nal stars. One of these mighty f1g-
ures Is magninciently robed in blue.
The other, equally respondent, dif-
fers in appearance only in the rich
purple of his raiment. Back Of the
calmness and the patience Of their
bearing lies the wisdom of the ages,
but even In their superior serenity
they are troubled. for their charges
are unhappy.
The Blue Angel has been on guard
for q long time when the Purple An
gel approaches with the question:
what. brother. watching the earth
again?"
what would you have me do,
brother? I am on duty. My charge
is down there"
The two angels talk on, discussing
the difficulties which have beset their
charges during the various pilgrim
ages they have made on earth. In
previous incarnations the little girl
for whom the Blue Angel is guardian
has suffered greatly and has learned
much. He had been reluctant TO let
her 20 back to the earth. but. know
ing that the beings who dwell upon
the earth will remain incomplete and
restless In the great beyond until they
have learned to understand that they
have the whole Of eternity before, be-
hind and around them, he had grant
ed her plea for another earthly pill
grimage, and for eight years he has
remained poised in the vapors OF
space, his eyes gazing steadily toward
the earth.
1t is with regret that the Purple
Angel learns of the return to earth
of his companions charge. His own
charge is restless and discontented,
and is eager to be on the move again.
The unhappiness Of this aspirant for
q place in the heavenly choir Is due
to his inability to sing. He had at
tanned so much in his earthly jour-
neys, the Purple Angel tells his blue
robed brother, and deserved reward.
He had for a long time drunk Of the
cup Of life, knowing why. He had al
ways been industrious and q hard
worker.
He has only Just returned from his
last incarnation, which was such a
difficult affair" continues the Purple
Angel Brother, my charge has such
an unhappy knack Of choosing the
wrong parents. He either plunges
headlong for people who don't want
him, or else he whispers in the ear of
couple possessing extremely definite
ideas of what they need. And once
more continual misunderstanding has
to be overcome. Last time, OF course.
you remember how he plagued me to
let him CO. In vain I warned him.
It was not the right moment for him
then"
NO" agrees the Blue Angel, sit was
not"
He had to be of. And he lived .
lonely and miserable span-doing
work he never could see the use Of
and died a bachelor. Never met one
of the souls he had O right to meet"
|
There is dread in the voice of the
Purple Angel as he discloses the fear
that his charge Is again going to ask
to be allowed to make another pill
grimage. But the Blue Angel has been
longer at work as guardian Of
human souls, and from the depth Of
his knowledge replies:
Comfort yourself, brother. You
and I know that he Is made to sing
his immortal song. For that purpose
he goes into the world. He will not
rest until he has sung 1t. All his &C
cumulated experience and knowledge
will go into it."
IF only he will be patient. But it
would be too troubling II he demanded
to 60 back down there too soon. Espe-
| cially at this time, when the being
that is the other half of him is al
ready well started on her pilgrimage"
He has been singularly unfortunate
in missing her so often" laments the
Blue Angel. The last time he was
poor boy"
II warned him against choosing
: those parents-not one idea in COM
| mon. And your charge was born an
heireSs."
Out Of his superior wisdom the
= Blue Angel again reminds his troubled
goal, and that in the end, however
: winding and rocky the path, all goes
right He then tells the Purple Angel
2 that his little charge is fatherless
again. She is unhappy, not over the
+ loss of the father she barely remem-
: berS, but because her mother does not
i want her He makes it possible for
e the Purple Angel to look down upon
his weeping charge.
, Suppose they miss each other
: agsin?" asks the Purple Angel.
= That is impossible-each time the
e relation must be more perfect. Thi,
time they must learn to know each
other well. The force which attracts
them is so great that nothing car
keep them apart for any length Of
time-as we know time"
Yielding to the plea Of his charge
the Purple Angel lowers his hands
9 palms upward, and bids the unhappy
soul to come. A great iridescent
: bubble, partially luminous, within
n | WHICH q SnhuOWy presence appears,
= poised between his fingers. The pres.
:, ence within the circle is given another
chance to consider his choice, for Thu
a only parents available for him are no
suited to his souls purpose. He insist
y upon going, and the Purple Angel
i lifting the cleaning bubble high abovl
4 his head, lets it float away-down-
= downtown through space.
q X n y
Thus II happened that a marriage
was made in heaven. And thus 1
= was that old Jonas Small, in the yer!
q early dawn. through the haze which
4 obscured his poor vision, thought TO
v moment he caught glimpse of al
e iridescent bubble descending steadil!
q toward the stately home of Sir Archi
= bald and Lady Corliss.
q A miserably unhappy childhood l
n the lot of little Christopher Corliss IL
r this new home of wealth to which n
= has been assigned. Meanwhile, Chris
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