And when that sudden illumination had come into Sheila’s heart, all else was forgotten—merged in the sudden blinding light. All bitterness, anger, selfishness, seemed to shrivel up to nothing, and she was even able to throw herself on her knees beside the bed on which Oscar lay, and to say from the bottom of her heart—
“Thy will be done.”
(To be continued.)
MY MOTHER.
yes, in whose welling depths would I
With wonder ofttimes gaze,
And gazing smile, I scarce knew why,
In those long-vanished days;