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"My son, I do not believe Valeria Fairleigh has ever a serious
thought; nothing beyond the present enjoyment, or deeper than the
devising of a becoming attire for some approaching dance or festive
occasion. Believe me, she is not the girl for a minister's wife. You
have chosen as your vocation the work of God; in this you should be
sustained by your wife: one who would enter into your labor with
energy of mind and body. She should have a heart to sympathize not
only with her husband, but his charge. I tell you, David, a man's
success and popularity in his ministry depends very much on the woman
that he has chosen to be his helpmate. Had your mother been other than
she is, I truly think I should have sunk under the many trials during
the years of my work."
"But, father, if report speaks truly, my mother was not a very sedate
maiden. I have heard many a tale of her wild days. Pardon me, but I do
not think you are judging Miss Fairleigh with your usual benevolence
and charity. I know she is a very gay, fun-loving girl, but I believe
she has a warm, true heart. I have never known her to do a heartless
action, or turn a cold ear on any needing her sympathy."
"Lovers are prone to see only the good and beautiful," replied his
father, "Of course, my son, I do not wish or expect to decide this
matter for you; only to influence you, for your happiness.
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