. The Ladies' home journal. She had a great gift—one that many women have, though few know how others need it. By Mary Hastings Bradley Jean said, Its going tc AFTER a time she began to wonder why no one came upstairs to-L *- her. She had told them, when they came back from the funeral,that she wanted to be alone; but surely, alter a time, some one of thechildren should have come to her. They must know what it meant to bealone in this room from which Jim was gone forever. No, they could not know. They were too young. All they knew wasmating and begetting, and that was only the beginning of kno
. The Ladies' home journal. She had a great gift—one that many women have, though few know how others need it. By Mary Hastings Bradley Jean said, Its going tc AFTER a time she began to wonder why no one came upstairs to-L *- her. She had told them, when they came back from the funeral,that she wanted to be alone; but surely, alter a time, some one of thechildren should have come to her. They must know what it meant to bealone in this room from which Jim was gone forever. No, they could not know. They were too young. All they knew wasmating and begetting, and that was only the beginning of was their first loss, the loss of their father, and the grief was onlysemigrief, for they were out of the home now, absorbed in their ownlives, and their father had been ill so long that they could speak of hisdeath as a release for him. It had been a release. That was part of the bitterness: that Jim hadbecome so frail that death could he accepted as release. It had been aslow, hard way for her. conditioning
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