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And the fire is beautiful, and though I can't feel that, because they're not my legs, I know it is making your legs so nice and warm! And then there are the shines of it all about the room! "What a beautiful thing a shine is, majie! I wish you would put on your grand uniform, and let me see the fire shining on the gold lace and the buttons and the epaulettes and the hilt of your sword!"
The major put in a petition that it might continue to be called Mark's, but should be considered the major's: he would like to put some of his things in it and occupy it when he came! Every one was pleased with the idea. They no longer would feel so painfully that Mark was not there when his dear majie occupied the room! To the major it was thenceforth chamber and chapel and monument.
"I don't know how I know it; I only know that I'm not afraid," he answered. "I feel so safe! For you know if God were to go to sleep and forget his little Mark, then he would forget that he was God, and would not wake again; and that could not be! He can't forget me or you, majie, more than any one of the sparrows. Jesus said so. And what Jesus said, lasts forever.
Near and far there was the father! I neither saw nor felt nor heard him, and yet I saw and heard and felt him so near that I could neither see nor hear nor feel him. I am talking very like nonsense, majie, but I can't do it better.
"When Majie comes," he said one of those days, "he must not go again." "Why, Markie?" asked his mother, almost without a meaning, for her thought was with her eldest-born, her disgrace. "Because, if he does," he answered, "I shall not see much of him." The mother looked at the child, but said nothing. Sorrow was now the element of her soul.
Will you oblige me by accepting this foolscap, which, I hope, will serve to make this blessed day yet a trifle more pleasant to look back upon when Mark has got his old majie again. It represents a sort of nut, itself too bulky for a railway truck. If my Hester choose to call it an empty nut, I don't mind: the good of it to her will be in the filling of it with many kernels."
Hester's eyes, and your teeth, majie! and all the shines of the fire on the things in the room! and the sun and the far-away stars that I shall know more about by and by! and all the glad things that come and go in my mind, as I lie here and you are sitting quiet in your chair, majie! and sometimes at night, oh, so many! when you think I am sleeping! Oh, I will love him, and be afraid of nothing!
"It must be that it is not made for the sake of the killing, but for the sake of the right that would else be trodden down!" he said, "Whatever is on the side of the right ought to be beautiful." "But ain't a pirate's sword beautiful? I've read of precious stones in the hilt of a pirate's sword! That's not for the right is it now, majie?"
"I was trying, while you were resting, majie, to tell Saffy a dream I had; and when I had told her she said, 'But it's all nonsense, you know, Mark! It's only a dream! What do you think, majie?" "Was it a dream, Mark?" asked the major. "Yes, it was a dream, but do you think a dream is nothing at all? I think, if it is a good dream, it must be God's.
The major had never been properly a child, but now lived his childness over again with Mark in a better fashion. "I have had such a curious, such a beautiful dream, majie!" he said, waking in the middle of one night. The major was sitting up with him: he was never left alone now. "What was it, Markie?" asked the major. "I should like Corney to hear it," returned Mark.
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