img Intra Muros  /  Chapter 3 No.3 | 15.79%
Download App
Reading History

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1233    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

et with those t

ms the dear on

ithful Thou to

be sat

atius

ts way, and each distinctly and imperishably photographed upon my memory. Of only one other will I speak at this time. As he drew aside the gauzy gray d

ial place for

those at the entrance. The framework of the furniture was of ivory; the upholstering of chairs and ottomans of silver-gray cloth, with the finish of finest satin; and the pillows and covering of the dainty couch were of the same. A large bowl of wrought silver stood upon the table near the front window, filled with pink and yellow roses, whose fragrance filled the air; and several rarely graceful vases also were filled with roses. The entire apartment was beautiful beyond description; but I had seen it many times before I was fully able to comprehend its perfect completeness. Only one picture hung upon the walls, and that was a life-size portrait of the Christ, just opposite the couch. It was not an artist's conception of the human Christ, bowed under the weigh

mbled our fine Bartlett pear, only much larger, and infinitely more delicious to the taste, as I soon found. Another variety was in clusters, the fruit also pear-shaped, but smaller than the former, and of a consistency and flavor similar to the finest frozen cream. A third, something like a banana in shape, they called bread-fruit; it was not unlike our dainty finger-rolls to the taste. It seemed to me at the time, and really proved to be s

enially, as he said,

nt not a spot

our hands,

and fresh; as thoug

nds were covered with the

rnishes, or in any way disfigures or mars the universal purity or beauty of the place. As fast as the frui

lay beneath the trees-this,

nter into it anything that def

," he answere

the "flower-room." As I stood once more a

ds you have in heaven,

mother," I an

aw my dear father and mother, and with them my youngest sister. With a cry of joy, I flew into my fathe

ied, clinging to him. "A

of joy. Then he resigned me to my dear mother,

g us both in her arms, exclaimed with a happy laugh, "I can not wait! I will not be left out

at even heaven could hold such joy. After a t

few hours to this blessed reunion

must go. We will with joy ta

get that rest, especially to one but recently entered upon the new li

not forget that," said my father

Download App
icon APP STORE
icon GOOGLE PLAY