author - "John Oxenham"
you up?" asked Lady Elspeth."He is very good company, I am told."
"Oh, Charles is excellent company. If we didn't see him now and againthe house would be like a tomb. But he's not there all the time, andwe have relapses. He has his own rooms elsewhere, you know. And I'mreally not surprised. It taxes even him to lighten the deadly dulnessof Melgrave Square."
"It must be a great comfort to Mrs. Pixley to have you with her, mydear."
"I can't make up for all she lacks in other directions," saidMargaret, with a shake of the head. "I get quite angry with UncleJeremiah sometimes. He is so--so absorbed in benefiting other peoplethat he--Well, you can understand how delightful it is to be able torun in here and find the sun always shining."
"Thank you, my dear," said Lady Elspeth, with a twinkle in the browneyes. "Some people carry their own sunshine with them wherever theygo."
"And some people decidedly don't," said Margaret, who was evidentlysuffering from some unusual exhibition of Pixle
"_--Heedless and careless, still the world wags on,
And leaves me broken ... Oh, my son! my son!_"
Yet--think of this!--
Yea, rather think on this!--
He died as few men get the chance to die,--
Fighting to save a world's morality.
He died the noblest death a man may die,
Fighting for God, and Right, and Liberty;--
And such a death is Immortality.
"_He died unnoticed in the muddy trench._"
Nay,--God was with him, and he did not blench;
Filled him with holy fires that nought could quench,
And when He saw his work below was done,
He gently called to him,--"_My son! My son!
I need thee for a greater work than this.
Thy faith, thy zeal, thy fine activities
Are worthy of My larger liberties;_"--
--Then drew him with the hand of welcoming grace,
And, side by side, they climbed the heavenly ways.
LORD, SAVE THEIR SOULS ALIVE!
Lord, save their souls alive!
And--for the rest,--
We leave it all to Thee
you up?" asked Lady Elspeth."He is very good company, I am told."
"Oh, Charles is excellent company. If we didn't see him now and againthe house would be like a tomb. But he's not there all the time, andwe have relapses. He has his own rooms elsewhere, you know. And I'mreally not surprised. It taxes even him to lighten the deadly dulnessof Melgrave Square."
"It must be a great comfort to Mrs. Pixley to have you with her, mydear."
"I can't make up for all she lacks in other directions," saidMargaret, with a shake of the head. "I get quite angry with UncleJeremiah sometimes. He is so--so absorbed in benefiting other peoplethat he--Well, you can understand how delightful it is to be able torun in here and find the sun always shining."
"Thank you, my dear," said Lady Elspeth, with a twinkle in the browneyes. "Some people carry their own sunshine with them wherever theygo."
"And some people decidedly don't," said Margaret, who was evidentlysuffering from some unusual exhibition of Pixle
"_--Heedless and careless, still the world wags on,
And leaves me broken ... Oh, my son! my son!_"
Yet--think of this!--
Yea, rather think on this!--
He died as few men get the chance to die,--
Fighting to save a world's morality.
He died the noblest death a man may die,
Fighting for God, and Right, and Liberty;--
And such a death is Immortality.
"_He died unnoticed in the muddy trench._"
Nay,--God was with him, and he did not blench;
Filled him with holy fires that nought could quench,
And when He saw his work below was done,
He gently called to him,--"_My son! My son!
I need thee for a greater work than this.
Thy faith, thy zeal, thy fine activities
Are worthy of My larger liberties;_"--
--Then drew him with the hand of welcoming grace,
And, side by side, they climbed the heavenly ways.
LORD, SAVE THEIR SOULS ALIVE!
Lord, save their souls alive!
And--for the rest,--
We leave it all to Thee