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Thomas came bringing with him the young minister, Rev. Mr. Lomax, whose sermon had so interested and edified Mrs. Harcourt the previous Sunday. Mrs. Lasette, looking bright and happy, came with her daughter, and Mrs. Larkins entered arrayed in her best attire, looking starched and prim, as if she had made it the great business of her life to take care of her dignity and to think about herself.
He wanted them to be able to give a reason for the faith that was in them and that faith to be rooted and grounded in love. He was young, hopeful, and enthusiastic and life was opening before him full of hope and promise. "It has been a beautiful day," said Mrs. Lasette, seating herself beside Mrs.
Your face reminds me of the time when I showed you the picture of a shipwreck and you said, 'My brother's boat went down in just such a fearful storm." "My dear child," said Mrs. Lasette, rousing up from a mournful reverie, "I was thinking of a wreck sadder, far sadder than the picture you showed me. It was the mournful wreck of a blighted life." "Whose life, mama?"
Lasette witnessed Annette's graduation with intense interest and pleasure. Grandmother Harcourt looked the very impersonation of satisfaction as she gathered up the floral gifts, and modestly waited while Annette received the pleasant compliments of admiring friends. At his request Mr. Thomas introduced Mr.
"But, Eliza, Annette is company for me and she does help about the house." "I don't think much of her help; always when I come home she has a book stuck under her nose." "Annette," said Mrs. Lasette, "is a favorite of mine; I have always a warm place in my heart for her, and I really want to see the child do well.
"A bruised reed will not break," murmured Mrs. Lasette to herself. "Annette," said Mrs. Lasette, "this has been a fearful trial, but it must not be in vain; let it bring you more than happiness; let it bring you peace and blessedness. There is only one place for us to bring our sins and our sorrows, and that is the mercy seat.
"I do not think you will say that I am excelling if I do not haste about your supper; you were not home to dinner and must be hungry by this time, and it has been said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach." "Oh, isn't that a libel on my sex!" "Papa," said Laura Lasette, after her mother had left the room, "did you know Frank Miller?
Lasette, who happened in the house the evening before the entertainment, asked, "Is not Annette going?" when Mrs. Harcourt replied, very coldly, "She is not one of the family," referring to her mother's family circle. A shadow flitted over the face of Mrs.
At first she read when she had leisure, to beguile her lonely hours, and fortunately for her, she was directed in her reading by Mrs. Lasette, who gave and lent her books, which appealed to all that was highest and best in her nature, and kindled within her a lofty enthusiasm to make her life a blessing to the world.
She answered quite archly: "The rose is red, the violet's blue, Sugar is sweet and so are you." "I chose you because of your worth. When I was young, I married for beauty and I pierced my heart through with many sorrows." "You been married?" said Annette with a tremor in her tones. "Why, I never heard of it before." "Did not Mr. Thomas or Mrs. Lasette tell you of it?
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