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He heard her singing as he approached the drawing-room, and he opened the door noiselessly and went in If she was conscious of his entrance she lanced at her as he lanced at a priest by the altar, and went softly to the fireside and sat down At this moment she had a solemn, saintly beauty; her sloith rapture, and her handsolden, With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed O one, O only mansion, O paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banished And smiles have no alloy O sweet and blessed country! Shall I ever see thy face? O sweet and blessed country! Shall I ever win thy grace?
and as these eager impassioned words rose heavenward, it see soul was half-way out of her frail little body He did not in any way disturb her She ceased when the hy, as far as she could, the glory which doth not yet appear As her eyes dropped, the light faded froht all the space between them Then he stood up and she caers spoke of her as a child; she had the size and face and figure of a child, and her look of extreown she wore, and by her carriage, for she leaned slightly forward as she walked, her feet appearing to take no hold upon the floor; a erness which dominated her Hyde placed her in a chair before the fire, and then drew his own chair to her side
"Cousin," she said, "I alad to see you Everybody has some work to do to-day"
"And you, Annie?"
"In this world I have no work to do," she answered "My soul is here for a purchase; when I have ain" And Hyde looked at her with such curious interest that she added--"I a Patience"
"O indeed, that is a commodity not in the market"
"I assure you it is I buy it daily Once I used to wonder what for I had co at all to buy Earth's good things with Three years ago I found out that I had corace of Patience Do you remember what an iirl I was? Now it is different If people do not come on the instant I call them, I rock my soul to rest, and say to it 'anon, anon, be quiet, soul' If I suffer much pain--and that is very often--I say Soul, it is His Will, you et my oay, I say, Soul, His Way is best; and thus, day by day, I a Patience"