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She was too far away, I supposed, up among the blue sunlit clouds, where all was bright and cheerful: an angel-mother with beautiful white wings like the picture in Hannah's prayer-book, and a sweet smiling face that always looked down on me, watching my words and actions.
As the autumn months drifted on towards a bleak November, I became more and more absorbed, looking wistfully out of the windows, or sitting dreamily before the fire. I often thought of that better land, whither my angel-mother had flown years ago, my father had gone there now, too. Would it not be well if I were with them?
Even as it is, your faithful, I may say religious, love for my poor angel-mother recommends you before all others to my everlasting esteem and affection. Besides " I added a little playfully "I am your god-child, you know!" "I have not forgotten it, bless you " he answered. "You have her spirit in you," he then muttered, as if in soliloquy, and then went on to say
But now fortunes are mended, the King's and mine, and you have a father once again, and shall have a home by-and-by, the house where you were born, and where your angel-mother made my life blessed. You are like her, Angela!" holding back the pale face in his strong hands, and gazing upon it earnestly. "Yes, you favour your mother; but your face is over sad for your years. Look at your sister here!
There, too, he hid the watch; but the little miniature of the angel-mother he slipped back into one of his pockets. David's second morning at the farmhouse was not unlike the first, except that this time, when Simeon Holly asked him to fill the woodbox, David resolutely ignored every enticing bug and butterfly, and kept rigorously to the task before him until it was done.
The Lord Jesus, as being infinitely great and glorious, was the alone One to whom he now looked for help though ever as he knelt to pray to GOD, he felt that his angel-mother bowed with his spirit, and by her prompting beautiful words of humiliation and praise came to him, that he himself could never have thought of; hence the affections of his heart all grew up into the inner spirit-world.
"Lost some one?" "I mean is your father or mother here?" "Here? Oh, no, they aren't here. My mother is an angel-mother, and my father has gone to the far country. He is waiting for me there, you know." "But, that's the same that is " She stopped helplessly, bewildered eyes on David's serene face. Then suddenly a great light came to her own.
This is the only crime I have ever committed, mother, and man will forget it, and God will forgive me. You must plead for me, angel-mother. Good-bye, dear, kind Uncle John, your love never failed me, and Rex oh, Rex whom I love best of all, you will not know how I loved you. Oh, my love my lost love I shall watch over you up there!" she moaned, "and come to you in your dreams!
Where you lived, wasn't there ever anybody who called him by name?" David shook his head. "I told you. We were all alone, father and I, in the little house far up on the mountain." "And your mother?" Again David shook his head. "She is an angel-mother, and angel-mothers don't live in houses, you know." There was a moment's pause; then gently the man asked: "And you always lived there?"
"You don't understand. She is an angel-mother, and angel-mothers don't have anything only their pictures down here with us. And that's what we have, and father always carried it in his pocket." "Oh h," murmured Mrs. Holly, a quick mist in her eyes. Then, gently: "And did you always live there on the mountain?" "Six years, father said." "But what did you do all day? Weren't you ever lonesome?"
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