The Harvest of Years by Martha Lewis Beckwith Ewell
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"Day will break soon, and then comes a change of cars, and in a little while we shall see the great city." I was for a few moments at a loss to realize everything; when I did I said: "Selfish girl to sleep so long, and you have sat here watching me, and now you are so tired." "Not so tired,--so glad for your rest--I can sleep to-morrow, and when we get to Chicago you shall watch him days and I will watch nights; we shall go to him armed with strength, which is more than medicine; I told you long ago I had something to do for Hal, you see it is coming." The whole journey was pleasant, and sometimes it seemed wicked when Hal was so sick for me to feel so rested and peaceful, but here I was controlled, and it was blessed to be. I might never have come back to my mother had it not been for the power of Louis' strong thought and will. The journey accomplished, it was not long ere we saw the dear face of my blessed brother. I will not detail all the small horrors that met me in the house where we found him. It might have seemed worse to me than it really was, but oh! how I needed all the peace that had settled upon me, to take in the surroundings of that fourth story room. Soul and sense revolted at the sickening odors of the little pen, where, on a wretched cot, my brother lay. I thought of our home, and drew rapid contrasts between our comfortable beds, and the straw pallet before me; our white clean floors, home-made rugs, and,--but never mind. Then I said in my heart, "God help me to be more thankful," and with brimming eyes I |
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