would have for them a tender and mournful interest. W

Carmella Mammenga <[email protected]> Thu, 14 Jan 2010 15:42:50 +0100
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Lm of tears. CHAPTER VII. THE GATHERING. It was thought best to lay
Henry's beloved form in the earth on the day following his death. It was
one of those intensely warm, sultry days, August often brings. Not a
leaf stirred upon the trees, not a cloud dimmed the sky. One by one,
neighbors and friends dropped in, with noiseless step. Hushed voices and
stifled sobs alone were heard in the house of death. Many, very many had
loved Henry, and many looked with tearful eyes on his peaceful form. The
life-like glow had passed away from his sweet face, the marks of the
destroying angel were more clearly visible, but there was a soft repose,
still beautiful to look upon, diffused over every feature. Aged men and
women who had known him from a child, sobbed as they gazed on one so
young, so gifted, snatched away from life. The pastor who had baptized
him when an infant, and one from the adjoining town were there. Both had
known Henry, and both had loved him. Both spoke with tearful eyes and
quivering lip of his worth and loveliness. Holy words of prayer were
spoken,--the bereaved mother and weeping children were commended to God,
the only refuge in this hour of darkness, and fervent intercessions were
offered, united with grateful thanksgivings for all that had been
enjoyed in the past, and for all the cheering hopes which brightened the
future. The hymn "Why should we mourn departing friends, Or shake at
death's alarms?" was read and sung. Once more the children were all
together under the roof where they had often met; all save the son whose
home was now in a sunnier clime. But how unlike was this to their last
joyful gathering! Hours of rejoicing, and hours of mourning, ye are
strangely blended in the experience of human hearts. The little village
burying-ground was not far distant. A grave was opened there, for him
who but one short week ago was as full of life, of bounding vigor and of
high hopes, as the strongest there. "Oh, had it been but told you then,
To mark whose

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