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Howard was extant that did not show Abishag the Shunamite by his side. It was a melancholy coincidence that in the interview granted to the Daily by Mr. Howard last Saturday he had told that Abishag had sat upon his table while every single word of the manuscript of "Amy Martin" was penned. He had admitted that she was his mascot. Without her presence he could not compose a line.

How impressive, how beautiful, how dignified was the answer of the Shunamite woman to Elisha, who in his gratitude to her for her hospitality and kindness, made her a tender of his interest at court. 'Wouldst thou, said he, 'be spoken for to the king, or to the captain of the host? What an offer was that, to gratify her ambition or flatter her pride!

He also went up and lay upon the child and put his mouth upon his mouth, his eyes upon his eyes, and his hands upon his hands. As he lay upon him, the flesh of the child became warm. Then he turned and walked backward and forward in the house, and again went up and lay upon him, and the child sneezed seven times, and then opened his eyes. Calling Gehazi, he said, "Call this Shunamite woman."

Tabernacle Workers Caleb's Daughter. Deborah. Wife of Manoah. Naomi. Hannah. Abigail. Wise Women of Tekoah. Woman of Abel. Rispah. Prophet's Widow. The Shunamite. Little Israelitish Maid. Huldah. FIFTH PERIOD BABYLONIAN CAPTIVITY. The Captivity. Suggestions as to the identity of the Ahasuerus of Scripture. Esther. Review of Events narrated in Ezra and Nehemiah.

It was no dead man, no creature of clay, whom the blessed Tishbite invoked, when, stung by the reproach of the Shunamite woman, he prayed that her son's soul might come into him again." "It was by his intercession, however," repeated the Sub-Prior; "for what says the Vulgate?

George trembled into the adjoining room indicated; closed the door. Mr. Bitt turned to Mr. Vivian Howard. "It will always be a great pleasure to me," he told the great novelist, "to think that the Daily was the means of restoring your cat." "I never shall forget it," Mr. Vivian Howard assured him. The famous author placed himself upon the couch, caressed Abishag the Shunamite upon his lap.

In the spring, when the old people get the coughs which give them a few shakes and their lives drop in pieces like the ashes of a burned thread which have kept the threadlike shape until they were stirred, in the hot summer noons, when the strong man comes in from the fields, like the son of the Shunamite, crying, "My head, my head," in the dying autumn days, when youth and maiden lie fever-stricken in many a household, still-faced, dull-eyed, dark-flushed, dry-lipped, low-muttering in their daylight dreams, their fingers moving singly like those of slumbering harpers, in the dead winter, when the white plague of the North has caged its wasted victims, shuddering as they think of the frozen soil which must be quarried like rock to receive them, if their perpetual convalescence should happen to be interfered with by any untoward accident, at every season, the narrow sulky rolled round freighted with unmeasured burdens of joy and woe.

Mary fluttered to his side; saw Bill Wyvern disappear beneath the porch of the door. A knock; shuffling in the passage; footsteps up the stairs. "By Gad! I'd forgotten all about old Bill," George said. Then Bill entered. Abishag The Shunamite In Meath Street. The most tremendous crises between man and man commonly begin with exchange of the customary banalities.

He used to say, that though he had an unspeakable pride in the prospect of the fame to which he aspired; yet if he could but render his countrymen happy, he could be content to be forgotten. His own importance he never affected to undervalue. "We are now to our country," said he, "like the prophet Elisha stretched over the dead child of the Shunamite, eye to eye, nose to nose, mouth to mouth.

So she said to her husband, "Now I see that this is a holy man of God who is constantly passing by our door. Let us make a little chamber on the roof, and put there for him a bed, a table, a seat, and a candlestick, so that whenever he comes to us, he can stay there." One day when he came, he went into the upper room and lay down there. Then he said to Gehazi his servant, "Call this Shunamite."