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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Many of us in the West, who are so used to din and broken rhythm, would call the Vina, that Oriental harp-string of the soul, a relic of barbaric times. But Vina's magic cry at evening brings the very elementals about the player.
But he was sustained in Vina's mind, while Beth encountered reactions.... "I believe he is beyond sex or fast going beyond though he may not know it," Vina had said in effect.... On the contrary, the Shadowy Sister had sensed a lover in the room. Beth had perceived what Vina meant the mystic who worshipped woman as an abstraction but it had also come to her, that he could love one.
And he learned to talk to her about things vital to men and women, and found that this was the strangest, grandest and most providential hour in the world this newest hour. It was with a rich and encompassing delight that Cairns discovered Vina's fineness, endurance, delicacy, and intuition. He was humble before her spirit, for he had become sensitive to that which was mystic and ineffable.
"He has emerged from a most stubborn case of boyhood. Now he's got Vina's big spirit, and she has her happiness and is doing her masterpiece " The women exchanged glances. "You mean the Stations?" the Grey One asked in her quiet way. "Beth has done a great portrait enough for any woman just one like that," Kate Wilkes added, ignoring the other. "For a time I thought Beth and Mr.
I took her roun' to Vina's 'fore I went to de libbery-stable, an' jes' 'fore I come to de doah a t'ought come to me dat made me dat sick to de stomach I could hardly stan'. S'posin', after all, she wan't Vina's chile!
I remember very well that it was Monday morning when one of the doctor's daughters said to me, "Russell, you go down to 'Vina's house, tell her to come and scour for me; come by the store and get a package of soda; then come through the field and drive the turkeys home." Providence never favored any one more than it did me on that day.
'Whose little gal be yer? says I. 'She's one ob Judge Skylark's niggers, says a woman standin' by. 'Don't see none ob de udders here: shouldn't wonder if she'd runn'd away to see de racin'. Wall, I waited till nobody wan't lookin', an' den I axed her what her name was. 'Dey calls me Vina's little gal, says she. 'Who's Vina? says I. 'Dar ain't no Vina, says she.
"No, you mustn't go with me, David. There are too many things to do for to-night " "Let me go, Vina," Bedient said. In the cab, she told him the story of Mary McCullom's failure as an artist and conquest as a woman the same story she had told Beth Truba and what meant the love of the nurseryman to Mary McCullom. Vina's voice had a strange sound in the shut cab.
Vina has been working at these things for two years. She has still two years to finish within her contract. These are her prayers; they will live in the transept of a great cathedral." "Don't mind the Grey One, Mr. Bedient," Vina Nettleton said lightly. "We are dear friends." Bedient lost himself in the study of the veins which showed through the delicate white skin of Vina's temples.
Then Vina's anger rose, and with her lifted mop she drove her liege lord from her cabin-door, which he ever after found barred against him. George soon consoled himself with another wife, and about a year later departed for parts unknown. Father Abram had found his way to Leavenworth too, but it was not till 1860 that Providence again threw them together.
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