A Little Pilgrim - Stories of the Seen and the Unseen by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant
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hid her face in her hands, and once more raised it again. Her eyes
softened; a long sigh or gasp, like one taking breath after drowning, shook her breast. Then she said, "I think--that is true. But if I am not afraid, it is because I am--bad. It is because I am hardened. Oh, should not I fear him who can send me away into--the lake that burns--into the pit--" And here she gave a great cry, but held the little Pilgrim all the while with her eyes, which seemed to plead and ask for better news. Then there came into the Pilgrim's heart what to say, and she took the woman's hand again and held it between her own. "That is the change," she said, "that comes when we come here. We are not afraid any more of our Father. We are not all happy. Perhaps you will not be happy at first. But if he says to you, 'Go!'--even to that place you speak of--you will know that it is well, and you will not be afraid. You are not afraid now,--oh, I can see it in your eyes. You are not happy, but you are not afraid. You know it is the Father. Do not say God,--that is far off,--Father!" said the little Pilgrim, holding up the woman's hand clasped in her own. And there came into her soul an ecstasy, and tears that were tears of blessedness fell from her eyes, and all about her there seemed to shine a light. When she came to herself, the woman who was her charge had come quite close to her, and had added her other hand to that the Pilgrim held, and was weeping and saying, "I am not afraid," with now and then a gasp and sob, like a child who after a passion of tears has been consoled, yet goes on sobbing and cannot quite forget, and is afraid to own that all is well again. Then the Pilgrim kissed her, and bade her rest a little; for even she herself felt shaken, and longed for a little quiet, and to feel the true sense of the peace that was in her heart. She sat down beside her upon the ground, and made her lean her head against her shoulder, and thus they remained very still for a little time, saying no more. It seemed to the little Pilgrim that her companion had fallen |
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