. Mildred's inheritance; Just her way; Ann's own way; . heywere so badly affected she could not go backto school for the spring term. In looking forsome one who could be eyes for their Mildred,so that she might go on with her studies athome, they had thought of this other Mildred,the little English girl, whose low, musical voicehad been so carefully trained by her father inreading aloud. By one of these strange provi-dences which we never recognize as such at thetime, Mr. Rowland had broken his spectaclesthe last evening of Mildreds stay in New had offered to read the magazine article
. Mildred's inheritance; Just her way; Ann's own way; . heywere so badly affected she could not go backto school for the spring term. In looking forsome one who could be eyes for their Mildred,so that she might go on with her studies athome, they had thought of this other Mildred,the little English girl, whose low, musical voicehad been so carefully trained by her father inreading aloud. By one of these strange provi-dences which we never recognize as such at thetime, Mr. Rowland had broken his spectaclesthe last evening of Mildreds stay in New had offered to read the magazine articlewhich he was particularly anxious to hear, andthey had been charmed by her beautifully mod-ulated voice. Now the letter had been writtento offer her a liberal salary and a home for thesummer. Mildred gave a gasp of astonishment. Itwas not the almost miraculous finding of whatshe had come to seek that overwhelmed was a feeling that swept across her like aflood, warm and sweet and tender ; the suddenrealization that a hand stronger than death and. SHE READ THAT POOR MUFFIT HAD OVERTAXED HER EYES. MILDREDS INHERITANCE 23 wise above all human understanding had her inits keeping. She dropped on her knees at theflower-decked altar-rail, with face upturned andradiant; no longer lonely; no longer afraid ofwhat the future might hold. She had comeinto her inheritance. Kneeling there she looked back again toher fathers lowly grave in the little church-yard across the seas, but she saw it no longerthrough hopeless tears. Into her heart thegreat organ had pealed the gladness of its exult-ant Easter message, and in the deep peace ofthe silence which followed, the fragrance of thelilies breathed a wordless Amen ! JUST HER WAY JUST HER WAY LOOK out of the window, Judith ! Quick !Mrs. A very is going away ! Judith Wind ham,bending over the sewing-machine in her bed-room, started as her little sisters voice camepiping shrilly up the stairs, and leaving her chairshe leaned out of the old-f
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