The Lions of the Lord - A Tale of the Old West by Harry Leon Wilson
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The Lord will gather Israel home to the chambers of the mountains
against the day of wrath that is coming on the Gentile world. For all flesh hath corrupted itself on the face of the earth, but the Saints shall possess a purified land, upon which there shall be no curse when the Lord cometh. Then shall the heavens open--" He broke off, for the girl came leading in the son, who, as soon as he saw the white-haired old man with his open book, sitting beside the wasted woman on the bed, flew to them with a glad cry. They embraced him and smoothed and patted him, tremulously, feebly, with broken thanks for his safe return. The mother at last fell back upon her pillow, her eyes shining with the joy of a great relief, while the father was seized with a fit of coughing that cruelly racked his gaunt frame and left him weak but smiling. The girl had been placing food upon the table. "Come, Joel," she urged, "you must eat--we have all breakfasted, so you must sit alone, but we shall watch you." She pushed him into the chair and filled his plate, in spite of his protests. "Not another word until you have eaten it all." "The very sight of it is enough. I am not hungry." But she coaxed and commanded, with her hands upon his shoulders, and he let himself be persuaded to taste the bread and meat. After a few |
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