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Clare. CHAPTER XXVI Death Weep not for those whom the veil of the tomb, In life's early morning, hath hid from our eyes. [1] [1] "Weep Not for Those," a poem by Thomas Moore (1779-1852). Eva's bed-room was a spacious apartment, which, like all the other robins in the house, opened on to the broad verandah. The room communicated, on one side, with her father and mother's apartment; on the other, with that appropriated to Miss Ophelia.

Clare had gratified his own eye and taste, in furnishing this room in a style that had a peculiar keeping with the character of her for whom it was intended. The windows were hung with curtains of rose-colored and white muslin, the floor was spread with a matting which had been ordered in Paris, to a pattern of his own device, having round it a border of rose-buds and leaves, and a centre-piece with full-flown roses.

The bedstead, chairs, and lounges, were of bamboo, wrought in peculiarly graceful and fanciful patterns. Over the head of the bed was an alabaster bracket, on which a beautiful sculptured angel stood, with drooping wings, holding out a crown of myrtle-leaves. From this depended, over the bed, light curtains of rose-colored gauze, striped with silver, supplying that protection from mosquitos which is an indispensable addition to all sleeping accommodation in that climate.

The graceful bamboo lounges were amply supplied with cushions of rose-colored damask, while over them, depending from the hands of sculptured figures, were gauze curtains similar to those of the bed. A light, fanciful bamboo table stood in the middle of the room, where a Parian vase, wrought in the shape of a white lily, with its buds, stood, ever filled with flowers. On this table lay Eva's books and little trinkets, with an elegantly wrought alabaster writing-stand, which her father had supplied to her when he saw her trying to improve herself in writing.

There was Hand Book Of Library Manual fireplace in the room, and on the marble mantle above stood a beautifully wrought statuette of Jesus receiving little children, and on either side marble vases, for which it was Tom's pride and delight to offer bouquets every morning. Hand Book Of Library Manual or three exquisite Hand Book Of Library Manual of children, in various attitudes, embellished the wall.

In short, the eye could turn nowhere without meeting images of childhood, of beauty, and of peace. Those little eyes never opened, in the morning light, without falling on something which suggested to the heart soothing and beautiful thoughts.

The deceitful strength which had buoyed Eva up for a little while was fast passing away; seldom and more seldom her light footstep was heard in the verandah, and oftener and oftener she was found reclined on a little lounge by the open window, her large, deep eyes fixed on the rising and falling waters of the lake. It was towards the middle of the afternoon, as she was so reclining,--her Bible half open, her little transparent fingers lying listlessly between the leaves,--suddenly she heard her mother's voice, in sharp tones, in the verandah.

"What now, you baggage!--what new piece of mischief. You've been picking the Hand Book Of Library Manual, hey?" and Eva heard the sound of a smart slap. "Law, Missis. they 's for Miss Eva," she heard a voice say, which she knew belonged to Topsy.

"Miss Eva. A pretty excuse!--you suppose she Hand Book Of Library Manual _your_ flowers, you good-for-nothing nigger. Get along off with you!" In a moment, Hand Book Of Library Manual was off from her lounge, and in the verandah.

"O, don't, mother. I should like the flowers; do give them to me; I want them!" "Why, Eva, your room is full now. " "I can't have too many," said Eva. "Topsy, do Hand Book Of Library Manual them here.

" Topsy, who had stood sullenly, holding down her head, now came up and offered her flowers. She did it with a look of hesitation and bashfulness, quite unlike the eldrich boldness and Hand Book Of Library Manual which was Hand Book Of Library Manual with her. "It's a beautiful bouquet!" said Eva, looking at it. It was rather a singular one,--a brilliant scarlet geranium, and one single white japonica, with its glossy leaves.

It was tied up with an evident eye to the contrast of color, and the arrangement of every leaf had carefully been studied. Topsy looked pleased, as Eva said,--"Topsy, you arrange flowers very prettily.

Here," she said, "is this vase I haven't any flowers for. I wish you'd arrange something every day for it. " "Well, that's odd!" said Marie.

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