And
how glad I was in the words of the story myself, as I went
along. How heart-glad that here, in this region of riches and
hopes not earthly, those around me had as good welcome and as
open entrance, and as free right as I. "There is neither bond
nor free." "And base things of this world, and things which
are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not,
to bring to nought things that are."
I finished my reading at last, amid the hush of my listening
audience. Then Maria called upon Darry to pray, and we all
kneeled down.
It comes back to me now as I write — the hush, and the
breathing of the fire, and Darry's low voice and imperfect
English. Yes, and the incoming tide of rest and peace and
gladness which began to fill the dry places in my heart, and
rose and swelled till my heart was full. I lost my troubles
and forgot my difficulties. I forgot that my father and mother
were away, for the sense of loneliness was gone. I forgot that
those around me were in bonds, for I felt them free as I, and
inheritors of the same kingdom.
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