No heart will be left
unsatisfied; no spirit will mourn in unrequited love, for that happy
region is the abode of love--of love without the defilements or the
disquietudes of mortality, for there it is an everlasting, pure
enjoyment. It is a full, diffusive tenderness, which, penetrating all
hearts, unites the whole in one spirit of boundless love in the bosom
of our God! Who, the source of all love, as John the beloved disciple
saith, 'so loved a lost world, that he sent his only Son to redeem it
from its sins, and to bring it to eternal blessedness!'"
"Ah!" cried Helen, throwing herself on her knees in holy enthusiasm;
"join then your prayers with mine, most revered of friends, that I may
be admitted into such blessedness! Petition our God to forgive me, and
do you forgive me, that I have sometimes envied the love you bear your
Marion! But now I love her so entirely, that to be her and your
ministering spirit in Paradise would amply satisfy my soul."
"O! Helen," cried Wallace, grasping her uplifted hands in his, and
clasping them to his heart, "thy soul and Marion's are indeed one, and
as one I love ye!"
This unlooked-for declaration almost overpowered Helen in its flood of
happiness; and, with a smile, which seemed to picture the very heavens
opening before her, she turned her eyes from him to a crucifix which
stood on a table, and bowing her head on its pedestal, was lost in the
devotion of rapturous gratitude.
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