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296 SKETCHES.
How is this? What has happened? I asked myself,
while I sat down upon the sofa in the boudoir to rest a
little, under the impression that really something had hap-
pened to me.
A feeling of exaltation, of inward independence, filled
my soul, as if some truth, some light, rich with the future,
had arisen in it. Something great had come over me ; had
made me forget time, solitude, myself, and my petty, selfish
wishes, and inspired me with new thoughts; a fresh inter-
est; and when I asked its name, I was answered, “ The
Glory of God!” For “God’s shadow wanders through
Nature.” }
Grandmother had predicted truly. <A visitor had act-
ually come; not through the door, but from above —
through the window.
MY WINDOW, 1855.
/ NEW PROSPECTS.
Li THE BEGGAR-WOMAN.
Now it is autumn; late in the autumn; November.
Winter is at the door.
Somebody has made the remark, that after the lapse of
ten years the causes of man’s happiness or misery in life
are very different from those previous to these ten years.
How much more applicable is not this to a period of thirty
years ?
It lies in our nature that, at certain periods of time, we
look back upon the road which we have travelled, to meas-
ure it from the point which we have reached and the goal
which lies before us. We place ourselves, as it were. in
the window of our inner room in the world, to survey our
life, its forms, its efforts, and its aim, and try to get a clear
and distinct view of it.
“The development of individual life progresses from
1 Linné.
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