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40 ,NOTES OF BYWAYS.
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It Lias Been Remarked That, In Soine Res...
end , and seemed to have , attained an altitude so serene , that her haughty visitor gradually softened a littleor at least ceased to
, speak of the sufferer ' s past misdoings , and vouchsafed an occasional smile . Smile ! Mrs . Norton smile ? Well , I do not know how
otherwise to designate it . It was a motion of the features without the motion of the heart . The smile was dictated by the will in accordance
with the judgment . The frown was the dictate of nature in accordance with the heartand so the frown was generally present . Nature will
mould the features , . Some for certain reasons may try , and perhaps succeed in deceiving superficial observers , but if the counterfeit be
examined , its baseness will be apparent . It was an awful night . The roar of the wind swept along , now
lapsing into a dismal wail , and now rising to a fearful shriek , as if naturewere in affright . The streets were deserted . Now and then
a cab mi , ght be heard struggling along , or a policeman might be discerned by his shining capepacing slowly and laboriously onward .
Chimneys were being dislod , ged , the debris rattling along the roofs and then falling on the pavement with a startling crash .
On this memorable night—memorable not to myself only , but to many a widow , and many a bereaved mother , whose treasures had
been engulphed in the deep—I was surprised by the ajypearance of good Mr . Joslyn . Miss Keyworth was dying . She had a commission
with which , owing to the presence of her not over welcome visitor on the preceding day , she had not had an opportunity to charge me .
Scarcely were we in time . The messenger would not stay . She had just power to utter two or three short sentences , then there was
a long inspiration , a few labored breathings , and then they became shorterfainter ; the features relaxed into an expression of perfect
, repose—Miss Keyworth was no more . There is more meaning in the ashes of some than in the living
presence of others . There was a beautiful peace inscribed on the still features , as though the spirit leaves a message with the clay .
It was pitiful to witness the unrestrained grief of the bereaved child . It was " a time to _weej _3 . " Mr . Joslyntooand his wife were
, , extravagant in their demonstrations . And indeed they had contributed not a little to the comfort and sustenance of the deceased .
Never even had her room lacked flowers ; they had also observed with an intuitive _percejDtion her peculiar tastes , and found a
pleasure in gratifying them .. -. • And in the midst of the scene of tears , poor Jemima appeared .
She had just returned from a ball , and wore a tinsel-spangled muslinand a profusion of other finerywhich , though of an
inferior descri , ption , must have been expensive , . She looked appalled . It was indeed a change from the low revelry she had been sharing .
Poor thing ! there was something in her aspect which betokened the presence of an insidious disease . The change of scene overpowered
her , she sank into a chair and fainted .
40 ,Notes Of Byways.
40 , NOTES OF BYWAYS .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Sept. 1, 1860, page 40, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01091860/page/40/
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