The Home Mission by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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during its earthly pilgrimage. And no wonder. She has performed the
highest and holiest of offices--she has given birth to an immortal being--and her reward is with her." Hartley had loved his wife truly, deeply, tenderly. Every day, he saw more and more in her to admire. There was an order, consistency, and harmony in her character as a wife, that won his admiration. In the few months they had passed since their marriage, she had filled her place to him, perfectly. Without seeming to reflect how she should regulate her conduct toward her husband, in every act of her wedded life she had displayed true wisdom, united with unvarying love. All this caused his heart to unite itself more and more closely with hers. But now, that she held to him the twofold relation of a wife and mother, his love was increased fourfold. He thought of her, and looked upon her, with increased tenderness. "Mine, by a double tie," he said, with a full realization of his words, when he first pressed his lips upon the brow of his child, and then, with a fervour unfelt before, upon the lips of his wife. "As you have been a good wife, you will be a good mother," he added, with emotion. THE GENTLE WARNING. "Do not accept the offer, Florence," said her friend Carlotti. A shade of disappointment went over the face of the fair girl, who had just communicated the pleasing fact that she had received an offer of marriage. |
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