CHAPTER XXX.CONCLUSION
AndPhilip has departed, and Evelyn is alone with the sweet memories of that thrice blessed eve, alone with her undying love, her high resolve. No, not alone, for ever in spirit she beholds deep within the pure and liquid wells of those beloved eyes, the fond gaze of unutterable tenderness, for ever she looks beyond this weary vale of tears, and sees in faith, the golden gates unclose through which the radiance of the Divine Sun streams downward, to enlighten the fields of care.
And moons have waxed and waned, and her Philip is now a General in the Federal Army, his name on every lip, his praise on every tongue. And thus it must ever be. Men mustDOgreat and heroic deeds—and we mustENDUREandSUFFER. Which is the truer heroism? But we, too, may look beyond, and upward to the ever presentOnewho, if during the Divine Humanity of His earth life, He had occasion,not unfrequently, to rebuke the errors and falsities of mankind, was ever tender and compassionate to the faults and failings of woman.
Oh! my sisters—“Be ye also merciful, as He is merciful.”
THE END.
THE END.
THE END.
Transcriber’s Notes:Missing or obscured punctuation was silently corrected.Typographical errors were silently corrected.Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation were made consistent only when a predominant form was found in this book.