Memories

others and sisters. Then
came a sharp pain in my breast as if a vein had burst or a nerve had
been severed, and I knew not which way to turn to conceal my anguish.

She soon raised herself again, placed her hand upon my forehead and
looked down into my heart so deeply that I felt I had not a thought
invisible to her. She slowly drew the last ring from her finger, gave
it to me and said; "I intended to have taken this with me, when I went
from you, but it is better you should wear it and think of me when I am
no longer with you. Read the words engraved upon the ring: 'As God
wills.' You have a passionate heart, easily moved. May life subdue
but not harden it." Then she kissed me as she had her brothers and
gave me the ring.

All my feelings I do not truly know. I had then grown up to boyhood,
and the mild beauty of the suffering angel could not linger in my young
heart without alluring it. I loved her as only a boy can love, and
boys love with an intensity and truth and purity which few preserve in
their youth and manhood; but I believed she belonged to the "strange
people" to whom you are not allowed to speak of love. I scarcely
understood the earnest words she spoke to me. I only felt that her
soul was as near to mine as one human soul can be to another. All
bitterness was gone from my heart. I felt myself no longer alone, no
longer a stranger, no longer shut out. I was by her, with her and in
her. I thought it might be a sacrifice for her to give me the ring,
and that she might have preferred to take it to the grave with her, and
a feeling arose in my soul which overshadowed all other feelings, and I
said with quivering voice: "Thou must keep the ring if thou dost not
wish to give it to me; for what is thine is mine." She looked at me a
moment surprised and thoughtfully. Then she took the ring, placed it
on her finger, kissed me once more on the forehead, and said gently to
me: "Thou knowest not what thou sayest. Learn to understand thyself.
Then shall thou be ha

Mary Johnston (November 21, 1870 May 9, 1936) was an American novelist and womens rights advocate. The daughter of an American Civil War soldier who became a successful lawyer, Mary Johnston was born in the small town of Buchanan, Virginia. A small and frail girl, she was educated at home by family and tutors. She grew up with a love of books and was financially independent enough to devote herself to writing.

torebki Antyczne ozdoby do mieszkania Bakolowicz Jerzy Faczynski Kamocki

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