rd waketh, and the shadows flee;
Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness--I am with Thee.
"Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with Thee, in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.
"As in the dawning, o'er the waveless ocean,
The image of the morning star doth rest;
So in this stillness Thou beholdest only
Thine image in the waters of my breast.
"When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber
Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer;
Sweet the repose, beneath Thy wings o'ershadowing,
But sweeter still to wake, and find Thee there.
"So shall it be at last, in that bright morning
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;
Oh, in that hour, fairer than daylight's dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee!"
Jim Airth's voice ceased. He waited a moment in silence.
Then--"Do you like it?" he asked softly.
There was no answer. Myra slept as peacefully as a little child. He could
feel the regular motion of her quiet breathing, beneath his hand.
"Thank God!" said Jim Airth, with his eyes on the morning star.
CHAPTER XIII
THE AWAKENING
When Lady Ingleby opened her eyes, she could not, for a moment, imagine
where she was.
Dawn was breaking over the sea. A rift of silver, in the purple sky, had
taken the place of the morning star. She could see the silvery gleam
reflected in the ocean.
"Why am I sleeping so close to a large window?" queried her bewildered
mind. "Or am I on a balcony?"
"Why do I feel so extraordinarily strong and rested?" questioned her
slowly awakening body.
She lay quite still and considered the matter.
Then looking down, she saw a large brown hand clasping both hers. Her
head was resting in the curve of the arm to which the hand belonged. A
strong right arm was flung over and around her. All questionings were
solved by two short words: "Jim Airth."
Lady Ingleby lay very still. She feared to break the deep spell of
restfulness which held her. She hesitated to bring down to earth the
exquisite sense of heaven, by which she was surrounded.
As the dawn broke over the sea, a wonderful light dawned in her eyes, a
radiance such as had never shone in those sweet eyes before. "Dear God,"
she whisper
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