Beautiful, yet so unlike,
they were; and ah, what is more beautiful than maiden purity?
Woman,--she fell, yet her name will ever stand foremost in the ranks of
all that is exalting.
"And who will there be to love me, when you are gone? Who will talk with
me so gently, and keep my feet from the dangerous paths which surround
me?" asked Winnie, as the discordant tones of Mrs. Santon's voice stole
in upon their quietude, from an adjoining apartment.
"If there is anything in this beautiful world of ours which can make me
sad, it is the parting from those whom I love; yet I know it is but for
a little while. Dear Winnie, can you realize how kind our Father is,
that he has given us the promise of a home where there will be no more
parting,--never a farewell? and he will guide your footsteps; make him
your friend, and though all others should forsake you, you will be
happy. He will be a better friend to you than ever I have been, and
remember, Winnie dear, when I am gone, should sorrow come to you, or
bitter trials mark your way, go to our Father for counsel, and he will
give you sweet rest."
Thus did the Sea-flower endeavor to leave upon Winnie's heart that which
should prepare her for meeting the trials which she but too plainly
foresaw would be her lot, from the unmotherly spirit evinced by Mrs.
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