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"Miss Jones is to be a teacher, in the new seminary at Rixford. They are going to live there, and it cannot be very long before they go." "To her uncle?" "No, Celestia thinks her mother would not be happy there. They will live by themselves, with the children." "How sorry Celestia will be to go away," said Graeme, sadly. "She will not be persuaded to stay," said Mr Greenleaf.
I shouldn't wonder if he was a goin' to lose me my chance of getting her place. It kind o' seems as though I ought to have it; it fits on so nice to mine. And they say old Skinflint is going to foreclose right off. I'll have to make things fit pretty tight this winter, if I have to raise the cash. But it does seem as if I ought to have it. Maybe it's Celestia the Squire wants, and not the farm."
At this very moment her heart fills to the brim with love and wonder as he draws his chair a little nearer and says: "See, here, Celestia. Listen to what Daniel Webster says," and then goes on to read. "Now, what do you think of that?" he asks, with sparkling eyes. Hers are sparkling too, and she thinks just as he does, you may be sure, whatever that may be.
"Old or new, I like them," said Celestia Jones, the pretty black-eyed girl, who had spoken before. "And so do others, who are better judges than I." "Squire Greenleaf, I suppose," said Ruby Fox, in a loud whisper. "He was up there last Sunday night; she has been aching to tell it all the afternoon." Celestia's black eyes flashed fire at the speaker, and the sly Ruby said no more.
But despite the wrinkles, the squire's face is a pleasant one to see, and he has a way of turning back a paragraph or two to read the choice bits to Celestia, which proves that he is not altogether absorbed in law or politics, but that he enjoys all he has, and all he hopes to be, the more that he has Celestia to enjoy it with him.
Celestia was going away, and wished Graeme to come and see her, to-morrow. Mr Greenleaf would fetch her. "Celestia, going away!" she exclaimed, raising herself up. "Yes," said he, "have you not heard it?" "I heard the farm was to be sold, but I hoped they would still stay in Merleville." "So did I," said Mr Greenleaf, gravely. "When will they go?"
"I am nearly done for the night. Excuse me, for a minute only." Graeme lingered talking to their visitor, till her father should be quite at liberty. "I have something for you," said Mr Greenleaf, in a minute. Graeme smiled her thanks, and held out her hand for the expected book, or magazine. It was a note this time. "From Celestia!" she exclaimed, colouring a little.
He who reads carefully and without prejudice the "Apocalypse Revealed" and the "Arcana Celestia," with a desire to know and live according to the truth, cannot fail to see that the Sacred Scriptures are plenarily inspired, and are a special revelation from God to man; and that, different from all merely human writings, they contain within the letter a connected spiritual sense.
Celestia, especially, has some misgivings, as she looks into the face of her bold, beautiful boy, but she shrinks from the thought of severe measures, and hopes that it will all come out right with him, without the wise king's medicine; and if mother's love and unfailing patience will bring things out right, there need be no fear for little Elliott. It is a happy home, the Greenleaf's.
These strange proceedings were directed to a particular end, she was endeavoring to close her senses to the external world, to become blind, deaf, and impervious to everything material the polluting burthen which divided her divine and spiritual part from the celestia fount whence it was derived; to set her soul free from its earthly shroud free to gaze on the god that was its father.
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