A Little Pilgrim

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Roberts Brothers, 1883 - 123 pages
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Page 113 - Pilgrim a hundred tales of the hardships and troubles they had known, all smiling and radiant with pleasure; and at every new account the others would applaud and rejoice, feeling the happiness all the more for the evils that were past. And some of them led her into their gardens to show her their flowers, and to tell her how they had begun to study and learn how colors were changed and form perfected, and the secrets of the growth and of the germ, of which they had been ignorant. And others arranged...
Page 12 - She had gone about the world, which had no prize or recompense for her, with a smile. Her little presence had been always bright. She was not clever; you might have said she had no mind at all; but so wise and right and tender a heart, that it was as good as genius. This is to let you know what this little Pilgrim had been. She rose up, and it was strange how like she felt to the child she remembered in that still summer morning so many years ago. Her little body, which had been worn and racked with...
Page 60 - Now she needs me no longer," said the Pilgrim ; and it was a surprise to her, and for a moment she wondered in herself if it was known that this child should come so suddenly and her work be over ; and also how she was to return again to the sweet place among the flowers from which she had come. But when she turned to look if there was any way, she found One standing by such as she had not yet seen. This was a youth, with a face just touched with manhood, as at the moment when the boy ends, when...
Page 69 - The little Pilgrim looked up at him and said, " That is very beautiful to say. And do you never wish to be like him — to make the lovely, living faces as well as the other parts ?" " Is not this lovely too ?" he said ; and showed her how he had just put in a billowy robe, buoyed out with the wind, and sweeping down from the shoulders of a stately figure in such free and graceful folds that she would have liked to take it in her hand and feel the silken texture; and then he told her how absorbing...
Page 49 - Him?" the little Pilgrim said. Upon which the woman trembled so that the Pilgrim trembled too with the quivering of her frame ; then loosed her hold and fell upon her face, and cried — " Hide me ! Hide me ! I have been a great sinner. Hide me that He may not see me," and with one hand tried to draw the Pilgrim's dress as a veil between her and something she feared. "How should I hide you from Him who is everywhere ? and why should I hide you from your Father ?" the little Pilgrim said. This she...
Page 97 - ... and some grasped each other's hands as they remembered all that was in the past ; but the strangers listened and gazed and observed all, as those who listen and are instructed in something beyond their knowledge. The little Pilgrim stood all this time not knowing where she was, so intent was she upon the tale ; and as she listened it seemed to her that all her own life was rolling out before her, and she remembered the things that had been, and perceived how all had been shaped and guided, and...
Page 56 - that yesterday is the other side; there is no yesterday here." He looked at her with the keen look he had, to understand her the better; and then he said, — "No division of time! I think that must be monotonous. It will be strange to have no night; but I suppose one gets used to everything. I hope though there is something to do. I have always lived a very busy life. Perhaps this is just a little pause before we go — to be — to have — to get our — appointed place." He had an uneasy look...
Page 17 - She had thought when a soul left the earth that it went at once to God, and thought of nothing more, except worship and singing of praises. But this was different from her thoughts. She sat and pondered and wondered. She was baffled at many points. She was not changed, as she expected, but so much like herself; still — still perplexed, and feeling herself foolish ; not understanding; toiling after a something which she could not grasp. The only difference was that it was no trouble to her now....
Page 32 - the Pilgrim said, with wistful eyes. " We love them always," said Margaret. She was more still than the lady who had first spoken with the Pilgrim. Her countenance was full of a heavenly calm. It had never known passion nor anguish. Sometimes there was in it a farseeing look of vision, sometimes the simplicity of a child. " But what are we in comparison? For He loves them more A Little Pilgrim: than we do. When He keeps us from them it is for love. We must each live our own life.
Page 28 - ... air and being happy. Many people were coming and going, and they all knew her, and smiled upon her, and those who were at a distance would wave their hands. This did not surprise her at all, for though she was a stranger, she too felt that she knew them all : but that they should be so kind was a delight to her which words could not tell. She sat and mused very sweetly about all that had been told her, and wondered whether she too might go sometimes, and with a kiss and a whisper clear up something...

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