Through the bitter winds of March passed the funeral procession, clad in trappings of woe, to Saint George’s Church. The burial psalms were chanted, the prayer of committal said. All that was mortal of Pocahontas, daughter of Powhatan, King of Virginia, was laid to rest in the rector’s vault underneath the chancel.
The broad leaves of the church door swung to behind the departing mourners. The pulsating silence of the ages settled down upon the chancel.
Suddenly and noiselessly the nave filled with floating white-robed angels, the everpresent congregation of ministering spirits. Gabriel, Announcer of Tidings, stood before the altar and in a voice of heavenly music, heard only by immortal ears, proclaimed the glad tidings:
“The Spirit of Virginia Dare has Returned to the Land of Her Fathers!”
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