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SKETCHES. Jon
see their way; if we only confide in Him, and pray to Him
with a humble mind.”
“ God helps by man or by death,” answered the shadow.
“Tf the former casts me off, I must seek my refuge in the
latter.”
“Those are very sinful words,” said Helena, gravely.
“God allows no one to despair, who trusts in Him. By
doubt and impatience we frustrate our own fate.”
The shadow here interrupted her in a bitter tone of
voice: “This is beautifully said; ‘tis only a pity that such
reference to God’s mercy generally flows from a want of
mercy in ourselves.”
With some indignation Amelia exclaimed: “ We have
not deserved this. If you have conie hither to insult us,
you only injure yourself. We cannot talk to you any
longer to-night; but the night is dark and tempestuous;
we will give you a bed here and food.” She rang the bell,
and added in a milder tone, “To-morrow at daylight, we
may perhaps understand one another better. Go now!”
“Go!” reéchoed the shadow in a low voice; “go! but
whither, whither?” and suddenly letting go the handle of
the door, she dropped on her knees, ejaculating in a heart-
rending voice: “‘ Sisters! sisters !”
Oh! God. Then it was she, the lost, the beloved, the
long wept-for sister; it was Cecilia!
Trembling with joy and fear, the two sisters would have
asked in that moment whether there were really spectres ;
whether the inhabitants of the grave can revisit the earth.
The sisters did, however, not ask these questions; the first
agitating impression which they experienced was: It is her
spirit; but then they thought: To her, to her, even if she
came out of the grave; and under an irresistible inpulse
they hastened with open arms to the kneeling form, with
feelings in which heavenly joy and terror were mingled.
Unable to speak, the three sisters embraced each other.
. O Death! if thou then hadst ‘taken them in thy arms,
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