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d bear more light than most of the forms, I had no difficulty in studying her face and figure. She was a little below the average height, lithe and graceful in all her movements. A cloud of dark golden hair drifted around her neck and shoul

rble can record these visions. In his associations with the world, he may, at times, catch glimpses that remind him of what he has

ted my dreams?-who, in the still hours of the night, had so

to obtain seldom came until after I had become more or less indifferent about it. As I stood beside this form, I passed my fingers through her long silken tresses, and put my hand upon her finely formed head. As she laid her face to mine, she said in the most earnest yet tender tones, "You did not think I would come." This was true; tired with my journey and the sultry heat, I was indifferent to taking an active part in the sé

t somewhat provocative remarks, in order to draw out, as far as possible, an expression of her character

h. In the course of conversation, I dropped a remark that disturbed her. She grasped my hand nervously, her

shing out and kneeling down in front of me. Throwing her bare arms around my neck and pulling my head down to her, that others might not listen to wha

manifested by them. Like many others who have investigated this subject, I had met with things which I could not understand or harmonize with my experience. This

ect. Her form trembled and vibrated with emotion as she uttered sentence after sentence in clear explanation of what had perple

are spheres and circles we cannot penetrate, if the controlling influence is against us. We are still human, still yearning for affectio

ally along with her, until I was lost to everything else. That is all. There are thoughts and feelings which no language can express. L

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its rich intonation, is indelibly stamped upon my memory, and

noticed that her form was rapidly changing. Suddenly, like the extingui

ide of life; but whether on this side or the other, in the fulness of my artistic nature, I thanked God that such beauty could exist anywhere. The evidence of truthfulness in w

t danced in the moonlight. As I stood gazing upon the sea, baring my feverish brow to the cooling breeze, I felt that my whole nature was flowing out into a vast circle of bein

th of friendship, comes the pain of parting, and, sadder still, that relentless fate that hurries us from those we love into the dim, uncertain future.

wept over an undefined and illimitable space. Before me like a mist, but perfectly outlined, glided the beautiful being who

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