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RIGHT Oil WRONG. 327
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for light their and _darkness theme . In so that pleasant attitude to those her who pale have cheek youth colored and , "by hope the
reflection of the flames , you could , trace her affinity to the pictures on the _Trail ; she had the delicately arched eyebrows and aquiline
nose the droop common ing to head all the was by supported -gone De Vismes so fair , and and finel the y hand formed on which , also
, seemed moulded on the same originals . But beyond these , no striking points of ancestral resemblance could be discerned . I could
not hare defined then where lay the difference between that grave sweet face that always had a smile for us whenever we broke upon
her reverie , and the comely faces that hung round her : it was not till long afterwards that I learned to note those lines of suffering
about her mouth no painter ' s courtesy would have delineated , and a look of patient sweetness in her eyes no painter's skill could have
imparted—so mournful the one , so spiritualised the other . We loved her , that dear aunt ! though , full of our own happiness ,
we never gave a thought as to whether she had not passed through more than ordinary trials to be so serene and self-denying . She
stood in the isolation of single life , and her heart had centred all its love and hopes upon her nephew ; yet now without a murmur
she saw Mm preparing to go forth , careless of years of probable separationso long as he had his little stranger-wife by his side .
, She never saddened those bright days by any allusion to her approaching lonelinessor let us suppose a great grief was impending
over her . It was onl , y when the hour of parting came that she broke clown ; even then , struggling with her tears , she asked our
pardon for her weakness . She wanted , she said , to have sent us away rejoicing , without one regret in connection with our
honeymoon . Dear soul ! how can I thank her enough for the earnest patient
tenderness with which she had watched Harry from infancy to manhood ; how sufficiently appreciate the beautiful unselfishness which
never arrogated to itself an oppressive claim upon his affections while he lived , nor considered it as her right to mourn as if the most
bowe heavil Two d y down years stricken desolate had when not he refusing passed died , ! when to be I comforted found my . My way child back was to her but ,
a few weeks , old when , they came and told me that his father , who had never seen his boyhad fallen in battle . I loved my
husband—, I love him still , oh ! how I bless God that I can say it—with all my powers of loving ; and I sorrowed as few seem often to me to
sorrow . My aunt's home received us ; the poor unconscious baby , and the
broken-spirited mother . She took us to her true heart , and people thought I must needs be consoled at once , since I had reached the
shelter of Les Ormeaux . But these anticipations were slow in being realised . I was _yery
young , and but little taught before my marriage in the only know-
Right Oil Wrong. 327
RIGHT Oil WRONG . 327
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), July 1, 1859, page 327, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01071859/page/39/
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