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116 Chit-Chat by Puck.
upon the firm, hard rocks. He seated himself on a
stone besprinkled by the spray, and for every roaring
wave that came James stretched forth his hands
towards it. It seemed to him as if all the billows
could speak, and brought messages from unknown
realms. His heart yearned, and he felt himself
strong and defiant, and amongst the spray that
whirled on to his lap he found a pearl, dazzling
white, with a dim character engraved on its smooth
surface.
The sixth pearl James found when, one autumn
day, he gathered ripe fruit in the orchard, and was
thinking of how these blessed trees, which now bore
hundreds of rosy apples, once had lain hidden in
tiny kernels, that had dropped down and germinated
in the earth. When James opened the fruit, there
appeared a pearl of purple red, with letters traced
apon it, the meaning of which James almost sur-
mised. He looked up towards the pure sky with
a grateful heart, and when he stretched forth his
hands in adoration down dropped in each hand
a pearl, azure blue, like the sky itself, with an
engraven letter so clear and bright, that James
now knew that he should find what he so long
had sought. He strung them together in one
brilliant string of pearls, and read the dazzling
inscription : |
“Creation.”
James’ visage reflected the heavenly revelation,
and his whole being thrilled with a feeling of
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