. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . dy had never passed such a Midsummer Eve as the one thatrapidly followed the physicians visit—never since he was stricken byfever in the forest! If sympathy could have alleviated Evas distress,she would have been comforted; but she was completely overwhelmedin spirit, though her natural strength of mind supported her, and amidthis great trial she trusted. The woodcutter, in whose mind and heart there was a strangemingling of piety and superstition, after having offered to Eva a fewbrief but earnest words of consolation, departed from t
. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . dy had never passed such a Midsummer Eve as the one thatrapidly followed the physicians visit—never since he was stricken byfever in the forest! If sympathy could have alleviated Evas distress,she would have been comforted; but she was completely overwhelmedin spirit, though her natural strength of mind supported her, and amidthis great trial she trusted. The woodcutter, in whose mind and heart there was a strangemingling of piety and superstition, after having offered to Eva a fewbrief but earnest words of consolation, departed from the Dovecote J46 MIDSITMMEII EVE t to visit a well of peculiar sanctity—the Holy Well of Loclifort; andhere he passed many hours in sad communion with his own few wayfarers who were bending there, glided noiselessly awaywhen they noted the more than usually mournful countenance of theFairy Man: and knew that no common event could have called himinto that mountain solitude, and amid objects where the good people were rarely or never It is your birthday, my own Eva, said Geraldiue, as she rose onher pillow to embrace her; and I am most grateful to the Geeat Powkrthat I am spared to wish you the joy I shall not be here to wish youanother year. I have always prayed to pass away when the earth wasin its beauty—to mount heavenward with the incense of the teemingworld—to leave you amid the consolations of summer, rather tlianamong the cold winds or bitter snows. There are people all aroundus, dearest, who care for us, and will doubly care for you when I amgone. I had angel whisperings during the night, and whatever of doubtor fear I felt for you, my own beloved, has passed quite—quite away ! Iknow you Avill be protected I I know that your progress even throughthe thorns and briars, and beside the pitfalls, of the world, will be know Avhere you have rested your heart. On you, mother, on you! interrupted Eva, as she covered herwhite, worn hand with
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