A Kentucky cardinal ; and, Aftermath . SET OUR CANDLES IN OUR WINDOWS. A moment longer she lingered, then turnedslowly away; and I watched her figure growingfainter and fainter till it was lost. I sprangafter her, my voice rang out hollow, and brokewith terror and pain and longing:144 Georgiana ! Georgiana ! Oh, Adam, Adam! I heard her cry, withlow, piercing tenderness, as she ran back to methrough the darkness. When we separated we lighted fresh candlesand set them in our windows, to burn a purepathway of flame across the intervening we are like poor little foolish chil-dren,
A Kentucky cardinal ; and, Aftermath . SET OUR CANDLES IN OUR WINDOWS. A moment longer she lingered, then turnedslowly away; and I watched her figure growingfainter and fainter till it was lost. I sprangafter her, my voice rang out hollow, and brokewith terror and pain and longing:144 Georgiana ! Georgiana ! Oh, Adam, Adam! I heard her cry, withlow, piercing tenderness, as she ran back to methrough the darkness. When we separated we lighted fresh candlesand set them in our windows, to burn a purepathway of flame across the intervening we are like poor little foolish chil-dren, sick and lonesome in the night without oneanother. Happy, happy night to come whenone short candle will do for us both! . . Ah, but the long, long silence of thetrees! . . 145 AFTERMATH. HfferirBHti-
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