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After which the Reverend Edward Fareforth Furlong bowed his head for a moment in a short, silent blessing the one prescribed by the episcopal church in America for a breakfast of porridge and prunes. It was their first breakfast together, and it spoke volumes to the rector. He knew what it implied. It stood for his elder sister Juliana's views on the need of personal sacrifice as a means of grace.
Having absorbed these words, Juliana's hand found strength to write, with little difficulty, what she had to say to Rose. She conceived it to be neither sublime nor generous: not even good; merely her peculiar duty. When it was done, she gave a long, low sigh of relief. Caroline whispered, 'Dearest child, are you awake? 'Yes, she answered. 'Sorrowful, dear? Very quiet.
"And how are you to-day, my young friend?" asked Juliana of Wilbur in her calm, deep voice. The Wilbur twin said, "Very well, I thank you," striving instinctively to make his own voice as deep as Juliana's. The girl winked at him brazenly as they passed on. "Gypsies!" she called, exultantly, and Juliana swept him with a tolerant smile.
This lady was anxious to adopt a little English girl, and had lately written to ask her to find her a baby whom she could bring up as her own child. There was no reason why Juliana's baby should not be the one. She would write at once and suggest it. I was greatly relieved at this idea.
Dwelling on that alone, she put her arms round Juliana's stiffening figure, and said: 'I dare say I am much more selfish than you. Forgive me, dear. Staring at her, Juliana replied, 'Now you are acting. 'No, said Rose, with a little effort to fondle her; 'I only feel that I love you better for loving him.
When Juliana's calm glance at him called it up, he jumped from his chair, crying: 'Upon my honour, I'll tell you what, Juley! If I had money to pay him to-morrow, I'd insult him on the spot. Juliana meditated, and said: 'Then all your friends must wish you to continue poor. This girl had once been on her knees to him.
The sick night-light burned steadily in Juliana's chamber. On a couch, beside her bed, Caroline lay sleeping, tired with a long watch. Two sentences had been passed on Juliana: one on her heart: one on her body: 'Thou art not loved'; and, 'Thou must die. The frail passion of her struggle against her destiny was over with her. Quiet as that quiet which Nature was taking her to, her body reposed.
In return, Juliana's place at an oblique angle of the fireside was disputed by a truculent cabinet with bandy legs. There was a never-ending quarrel between Juliana and that piece of furniture, in which Mrs. Moon took the part of the furniture. Her own world had shrunk to a square yard between the window and the fire.
But an age takes its tone from the many who are the children of the past, rather than from the few who are the parents of the future. Mother Juliana's book could hardly have been in any sense "popular" until these days of ours, in which the particular disease of mind to which it ministers has become epidemic.
The sick night-light burned steadily in Juliana's chamber. On a couch, beside her bed, Caroline lay sleeping, tired with a long watch. Two sentences had been passed on Juliana: one on her heart: one on her body: 'Thou art not loved'; and, 'Thou must die. The frail passion of her struggle against her destiny was over with her. Quiet as that quiet which Nature was taking her to, her body reposed.
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