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Chapter 41

           Deliciousodoursfilledtheair;agentlebreezeblew,...wasthisthelostParadise?thissemi-tropiczoneconcealedbehindacontinentoficeandsnow?Suddenly,fromthetopsofthedarkbranchingtrees,camefloatingthesoundofabird’ssingingandsosweetwasthesong,soheart-wholewasthemelody,thatmyachingeyesfilledwithtears.Beautifulmemoriesrusheduponmethevalueandgraciousnessoflifelifeonthekindlysunlitearthseemedverydeartomysoul!Life’sopportunitiesitsjoys,itswonders,itsblessings,allshowereddownuponathanklessracebyalovingCreatortheseappearedtomeallatonceasmarvellous!Ohforanotherchanceofsuchlife!toredeemthepasttogatherupthewastedgemsoflostmomentstoliveasamanshouldlive,inaccordancewiththewillofGod,andinbrotherhoodwithhisfellow-men!...Theunknownbirdsangoninacadencelikethatofamavisinspring,onlymoretunefullysurelynootherwoodlandsongstereversanghalfsowell!Andasitsdulcetnotesdroppedroundlyonebyoneuponthemysticsilence,IsawapaleCreaturemoveoutfromamidtheshadowingofblackandscarletwingsawhitewoman-shape,clothedinherownlonghair.Sheglidedtothevessel’sedge,andtheresheleaned,withanguishedfaceupturneditwasthefaceofSibyl!AndevenwhileIlookeduponher,shecastherselfwildlydownuponthedeckandwept!Mysoulwasstirredwithinme,...

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