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upwards, that a ray of the Eternal’s brightness may throw
light into his soul. Consolation shall be thy name; thy
mission, a woman’s, to comfort and support.”
So saying, he spread his dazzling pinions, and, slowly
soaring upwards, fixed a look full of measureless love upon
the daughter, who, kneeling, with clasped hands and
smiling in her tears, prayed: “Oh! let it be so; oh, my
father, my happiness is to do thy will. Morning and
evening, in the bright hours of 9Y; in the silent watches
of night, I will direct man’s looks and man’s heart to thee.
But, that I may be always full of hope, full of comfort and
joy; that my smile may always beam triumphant over my
tears, oh! therefore, be ever near me, abandon me never,
my father!”
The genius of heavenly love vanished behind a veil of
clouds out of the supplicant’s sight; but a breath full of
heavenly sweetness fanned her fair curls and gently kissed
her forehead, cheek, and eyelids; and she felt conscious
of a father’s blessing. Tremblingly rustled the cedar-
branches, and “Never!” softly whispered with a sound
as if out of eternity, reached her ear. She felt that he was
ever near her.
Earth became Prayer’s home. Prayer became man’s
good angel. She watched at his cradle, watched over his
youth, comforted him in every period of his life, cheered
his old age; and, amongst the foliage of the trees which
overshadowed his mortal resting-place, she was still heard
to breathe peace and joy, — whispering that now she had
* borne him home, and there he did not need her aid any
longer.
Consolation she was called. She taught man to smile
in tears — to hope.
| And we, my brethren and sisters, we, whom she longed
| to comfort and make happy, let us not misunderstand the
sweet seraph; let us follow her teaching. Let us pray
\\with childhood’s stammering lips, in our youth, in man-
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