. Harper's weekly. n in its soft halo. Al-ready on the mothers forehead age had sifted its(mows, but the face was beautiful and noble still—a page -without blot or blemish. The son, standingwith conscious power in the maternal presence, car-ried all that mothers shining womanhood in his mien, but it was plain withal, from all his appearand-, thathe had grappled as yet with few of lifes sternerduties; indolence rather had marked throughout hisonc-and-twenty years, out of which no blossom ofachievement had sprouted into growth. This night,however, there was a. new inspiration upon him,and very s
. Harper's weekly. n in its soft halo. Al-ready on the mothers forehead age had sifted its(mows, but the face was beautiful and noble still—a page -without blot or blemish. The son, standingwith conscious power in the maternal presence, car-ried all that mothers shining womanhood in his mien, but it was plain withal, from all his appearand-, thathe had grappled as yet with few of lifes sternerduties; indolence rather had marked throughout hisonc-and-twenty years, out of which no blossom ofachievement had sprouted into growth. This night,however, there was a. new inspiration upon him,and very soon he spoke again: You know, mother, I would not be undutiful;but would you have mo stand on the flaming edgesof this great conflict and have no participation init? You did not in your heart begrudge Kdwanl tothe cause; you are willing, surely, to give the world >rs? Would you feel content in thehen Liberty was in peril you stoppeicriflce ? Would you not rather seei Edward is lying done nothing 1 short of any. : no idle caprice thnt had determ-ined George Marslands choice of a career. Bornin the midst of luxury, hedged about through allhis earlier years by every comfort that affluence andposition could confer; educated rather to maintain i into a polished, purpo-eless drone,iys in trivial pursuit-, w hi. h afforded3 pleasure nor durable results. But profound peace, rose with flaming face to meet Iperil of rebellion, the voice of duty stirred iivigorous action the slumbering impulses of his h .- <?].? ning !A-cri where, tempting tl effort and adventure, and out of his selfishness A dumb apathy there came, under the sharp in- alace in the worlds regard, to do something forDUgh all the royal years of her <? Sumterfell, wentalicld from bis Ma--admsctt! home his soul. At last the lir-t-born odear brother of his love—in a hoiRun, fell never to rise: then, witmore intense, George determined, o ?am wa< to be fulfilled. ? thought il him Mill, as wi
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