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ther said to me, after an in

e promised visit to

swered eagerly; so

ing at the entrance as though expecting us. After

know you are both eager, and will go my way to other duties.

am familiar with the way n

household still to come. One very large room, into whose open windows at each end the blossom- and fruit-laden boughs of the immortal trees looked invit

des of it, on a level with the second floor. In this gallery was a number of musical instruments-harps, viols, and some unlike any instruments I had ever seen

gathering in her young friends and giving us quite often a musical treat. You know our old home of Springville has furnished

all opening upon the front veranda and outer steps. H

g of the dear home and

, I answering, things too sacred to be repeated here wer

must not go," as I would have risen, "there is

nger at the front entrance and arose to meet him. He was tall and commanding in form, with a face of ineffable sweetness and beauty. Where had I seen him before? Sure

house," was his salu

d me! No wonder the Master loved

r, and I will call the mistress," I sa

continued, as he saw that I still stood, after I had seen him seated. He arose and led me to a seat near

t lately com

short that I know not how to reckon t

old reckoning and the earth-language. It is a link between the two lives; we would

ssage, 'Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which G

hink they love the Father for the gift of the Son and the Son because of the Father's love and mer

r-who were so loved by him-how can you doubt the love

from before my eyes-and I knew him! With a low cry of joy and adoration, I threw myself at his feet, bath

" I whispered, clin

added, wiping away tenderly the tears

en thousand, and the One altoget

l wrong. Have you forgotten the promise, 'I go to prepare a place for you; that where I am, there ye may be also'? If you loved me when you could not see me except by faith, love

life. I hung upon his words; I drank in every tone of his voice; I watched eagerly every line of the beloved face;

tly to the hand still clasping my own. Then laying his hands a moment in bl

ging to his hand, one upon either side, accompanied him on his way, looking up trustingly into his face as he talked with them, and apparently conversing with him with happy freedom. I saw his face from time to time in profile, as he turned and looked down lovingly, first upon one, then the other lovely upturned face, and I thought, "That is the way he would have us be with him-really

w your heart is full. I will see you very soon-t

he walk, but kept across the flowery turf, beneath the trees, till I reached home. I found my brother sitting upon the veranda, and as I as

Master!" and stepped aside almost r

he had given me indelibly upon my memory. I seemed to have been lifted to a higher plane of existence, to have drunk deeper draughts from the fountain of all good, since I had met "Him whom my soul loved." It was a long, blessed communion that I held thus with my own soul o

er my first prayer in heaven. Up to this time my life there had been a constant thanksgiving

sed Father; I thank

nd my brother standing in the great "flowe

u do in heaven whe

se!" he

s praise no

other voices blended with ours, until the whole house seemed filled with unseen singers. Such a grand hymn of praise earth never heard. And as the hymn went on, I recognized many dear voices from the past-Will Griggs' pathetic tenor, Mary Allis'

tanding until the last lingering notes had died away, my broth

id. "Its blessedness must be gradually unfolded to us,

glorious life upon which I had now entered. He taught me; I listened. Sometimes I questioned, but rarely