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"I do, surely, Mrs. Vawse," said Alice, wiping away a tear or two; "but I forget it sometimes; or the pressure of present pain is too much for all that faith and hope can do." "It hinders faith and hope from acting that is the trouble. 'They that seek the Lord, shall not want any good thing. I know that is true, of my own experience; so will you, dear." "I know it, Mrs.

He felt sincerely thankful to have got out of it so easily, for it was impossible to say what gossip might not have been set on foot if the Rapkins had not been brought to see the advisability of reticence on the subject. "There's one more thing, sir, I wished for to speak to you about," said Mrs. Rapkin; "that great brass vawse as you bought at an oction some time back.

"Come, Ellen," said Alice, "get your bonnet; I am going up the mountain to see Mrs. Vawse, and your aunt has given leave for you to go with me. Wrap yourself up well, for it is not warm." Without waiting for a word of answer, Ellen joyfully ran off. "You have chosen rather an ugly day for your walk, Miss Alice." "Can't expect pretty days in December, Miss Fortune.

"Oh no, Ma’am, I won't mind them a bit; but, Ma’am, Miss Alice told me to ask you why you loved better to live up here than down where it is warmer. I shouldn't ask if she hadn't said I might." "Ellen has a great fancy for getting at the reason of everything, Mrs. Vawse," said Alice, smiling. "You wonder anybody should choose it, don't you, Miss Ellen?" said the old lady. "Yes, Ma’am, a little."

Vawse I know it all; but it does me good to hear you say it. I thought I should become accustomed to John's absence, but I do not at all; the autumn winds all the while seem to sing to me that he is away." "My dear love," said the old lady, "it sorrows me much to hear you speak so; I would take away this trial from you if I could; but He knows best.

Vawse began to fear he would not arrive in time. The weeks of June ran out; the roses, all but a few late kinds, blossomed and died; July came. One morning, when Ellen went into her room, Alice drew her close to her and said "You remember, Ellie, in the Pilgrim's Progress, when Christiana and her companions were sent to go over the river? I think the messenger has come for me.

Nobody knows," said Miss Fortune, on her way down stairs "nobody knows the blessings of taking care of other people's children that han't tried it. I've tried it, to my heart's content." Mrs. Vawse sighed, but departed in silence. It was not when the fever was on her and delirium high that Ellen most felt the want she then so pitifully made known.

I heard her begin to tell him how she didn't finish the flowers, and he told her 'I saw it all, Ellie, he said; and he said, 'it didn't want finishing. I wondered how he should see it, but I suppose he did, however. I understood it very well. They went away downstairs after that." "He is beautifully changed," said Mrs. Vawse.

Ellen grew pale for a minute, and sat holding bitter counsel with her own heart. Mrs. Vawse hardly knew what to say next. "You need not feel uneasy about your journeying expenses," she remarked, after a pause; "you can easily repay them if you wish, when you reach your friends in Scotland." Ellen did not hear her.

Vawse's cheese and butter. Eating and talking went on with great spirit, their old friend seeming scarce less pleased or less lively than themselves. Alice proposed the French plan, and Mrs. Vawse entered into it very frankly; it was easy to see that the style of building and of dress to which she had been accustomed in early life were not the only things remembered kindly for old times' sake.

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