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244 SEAMSTRESSES AGAIN.
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and resumed their task of " making" houses " of the oyster-shells . The mother lay some time as if in a partial doze . The _& re had
died out in the grate , and the _shadows of evening were beginning to deepen the gloom of the desolate apartment .
"What was it that made those children suddenly cease their operations and look inquiringly around ? "Was it the rush of
angels' wings ? What was it that chased the languor from those weary eyes , and illumined the pallid countenance with an unwonted
glow ? Did they " whisper , ' Sister spirit ! come away ! ' " The children drew near instinctively , and gazed on the changed
countenance in awe and in silence , looking _wondering-ly at each other . At that moment Dorothy enteredbearing a cup of tea .
, She is not there , Dorothy . She is at last where " tliey hunger no more , neither thirst any more . "
" Where tlie hidden wound is heal'd ? Where Where the tlie faded blighted heart life tlie _re-blooniS freshness j
Of its buoyant youth resumes . " As one suddenly recalled from dream-landere yet the real is
, wholly unveiled , Dorothy stood . But the truth became more and more distinct , and she saw that a moment ag _* o Death had been
there . As she gazed on the still features they appeared gradually to assume an expression of deeper repose and more perfect rest .
It was as if some celestial spirit still hovered , erasing the lines which grief and suffering had tracedand recording a notice of the
, soul's complete manumission from the mortal tenement . Tremblingly , and with eyes blinded with tears , Dorothy bound
up the placid face and assisted to perform the last sad _offices , and then the wearied frame was left to take its rest . And the moonbeams
stole silently in , and rested on the settled face of Death ; and kept watch and ward beside the moveless form in that still chamber . The
merciful moon , —not wanted in scenes where woman is a thing of flounces and frippery , but how welcome to the sick , the desolate ,
and the captive . Oh ! who might tell on what scenes its pale and steady light fell on that Christmas eve ! And Night , with all her
host' of witnesses , looked down upon tlie city . She saw where Famine was making havocand where Avarice found her victims ;
, saw where childhood sickened unfcended , and where age was totterr ing to the grave without its staff ; but there was no speech nor
language ; and the oppressor pursued his fearless course , recking not that notes were being taken against the time of the inquisition .
One of the inmates kindly took charge of the little ones while Dorothy went in search of the father . Her way lay through one
of those markets , where refuse in the shape of human food is vended . There was nothing really wholesomethough , to be sure ,
, the meat was gaily decked with holly , and consumptive geese had
rosettes of many colored satin ribbon pinned on their breasts . She
244 Seamstresses Again.
244 SEAMSTRESSES AGAIN .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Dec. 1, 1859, page 244, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01121859/page/28/
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