" With an ecstatic expression of
gratitude and joy, the mother started to her feet, and gazed upon her
boy.
"Kiss me, mamma," said Willie, opening his gentle eyes, in which
beamed a quiet look of recognition and love. The mother kissed her
child repeatedly and fervently, while exclamations of profound
gratitude to Heaven escaped her. The doctor went to the window, and
threw open the shutters. The rising sun poured its light into the
room, and lit it up with splendor.
I must transport you now, in imagination, over a few years of time
and a few miles of country, and take you into a splendid drawing-room,
in the handsome courthouse of the Delany's, which, you remember, I
described in the first part of this story, situated near the town of
Richmond. On a luxurious sofa, in this superb room, reclined a most
beautiful woman. Her golden hair divided above a high and classic
brow, fell, flashing and glittering, upon her white bosom like
sunbeams of snow. Her eyes--but who can describe those glorious eyes
of living sapphire? Sapphire! Compare her eloquent eyes to soulless
gems? Her eyes! Why, when their serious light was turned upon you, you
would feel spellbound, entranced, as by a strain of rich and solemn
music, and when their merry glance caught yours, you'd think there
could not be a grief or a sin on earth! But the greatest charm in that
fascinating countenance was the lips, small, full, red, their habitual
expression being that of heavenly serenity and goodness.
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