The Redemption of David Corson

t again, we'l

ue this parting

us Ca

ebb because they have their flow. The feelings do not so

ation to join his fortunes to those of the two adventurers began to wan

m to him like a half-forgotten dream. The refluent thoughts and feelings of

himself, "I will arise and go to my Father," for all the experiences of

ence would have become a mere incident in his life history, if his destiny had depended upon his

farm, and as he did so heard a light footstep. Lifting his eyes, he saw Pepeeta, who at t

a sort of spiritual radiance. When she saw the Quaker, a smile of unmistakable delight flashed upon her features and added to her bewitching grace. She might hav

just as the day was dying and the tense energies of the world were relaxed? There are times when her indifference to her

delicious joy, and then looked down upon the ground. Having regained their composure by

hee had gone

than we expected

ers?" he asked, observing the bo

them on

been wal

not th

walk in these

for I have been out since

s love th

of wild creature and shoul

thy face homeward at dusk, as thee

ot afraid! I go

he same path will take us towa

any questions. I can think of nothing else bu

rstand myself," he replied, with a flush, rememberi

for two, and side by side

e that between a pheasant and a scarlet tanager. Color, form, motion-all were perfect. They fitted into t

amed. Their two personalities seemed to be absorbed into one new mysterious and indivisible being, and this identity gave them an incomprehensible joy. Over them as they walked, Nature brooded, sphynx-like. Their young and healthy natures were tuned in unison with the harmonies of the world like perfect instruments from which the delicate fingers of the great Musician evoked a melody of which she never tired, reserving her discords for a future day. On this delic

rst broke

the things about which

ld that be? I thought th

d in a different

a world has

es, of traveling everywhere

ever been i

ntil tha

knows noth

gypsy god, and he

ee was

I have been full of care and trouble. I wish I knew

has se

followed it; I sha

avid asked, fearing the conversation

row," s

doctor would renew his o

k so? Oh!

I wi

r was very angry; he has not been himself

thee be happy,

wered with all the frankness of a child

oo late now. There is my home and I

not remember it. We have always led a roving life, here to

s to have a home? I have always had a home,

ntradiction. They smiled because they were not yet old

the woods, where their pa

part," sa

e shall mee

l meet t

are s

m su

not change

not if

od-

od-

ned their grasp. The sun sank behind the hill. The shadows that fell upon their faces awakened them from their dreams. Again they said goodbye an

re past of these two lives

ssued from a nunnery at that very moment, she could not have

had been dedicated to God from his youth; that he had struggled all his days to

g. The drill on the parade ground does not always insure, courage fo

ible reality to the conclusion of Coleridge, that "it is like the stern-

than the past. Not a conscious foreboding disturbed their enjoy

ght of subsequent events they were forced to recognize that during every instant of this scene there wa

nger without premonitions. The delicate instincts of the soul h

permitted them to enjoy that momentary rapture that they attached their guilt; it was at that moment and