The Hand but Not the Heart by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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show, I trust, that good will come from this severe trial which my
young friend is now enduring. These better natures are oftenest exposed to furnace heat, for only they have gold enough to stand the ordeal of fire." "He is wrong to shut himself out from society." "So I tell him. But he says 'wait--wait, I am not strong enough yet.'" "He must, indeed, take the matter deeply to heart." "He does." Here the voice fell to such a low measure, that Jessie lost all distinction of words. But the few sentences which had reached her ears disturbed her spirit profoundly--too profoundly to make even a ripple on the surface. No one saw a change on her countenance, and her voice, answering a moment after to the voice of a friend, betrayed no unusual sign of feeling. And this was all she had heard of him for months. Once, a little while before her marriage, she met him. It was a few weeks after these brief unsatisfactory sentences had troubled the waters of her spirit. She had been out with her aunt for the purpose of selecting her wedding attire; and after a visit to the dressmaker's, was returning alone, her aunt wishing to make a few calls at places where Jessie did not care to go. She was crossing one of the public squares when the thought of Hendrickson came |
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