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Identifier: christianheralds19unse (find matches)
Title: Christian herald and signs of our times
Year: 1896 (1890s)
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Publisher: (New York, The Christian Herald)
Contributing Library: Christian Herald Association
Digitizing Sponsor: Tisch Library, Tufts University

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- he turned. Mrs. Allen was clutching thecounter as if she had seen a ghost. Estelle, as I live and move, she whis-pered in an awe-struck tone. EstelleLundie, or her spectre. Her friend stepped to the door. Shesaw a beautiful young lady, with firmsteps, walking swiftly toward the end ofthe main street, and out toward the Lun-die cottage. The girls figure was slim andtall, she carried her head proudly, she hadthe air of a woman accustomed to haveher own way. The lady laughed as shereturned Mrs. Allens questioning look.This was evidently no ghost. It is probably Estelles daughter, shesaid. God bless her if she has come tostraighten out the old tangle, and reunitea household in the bonds of love. Well, said Mrs. Allen, recoveringherself, Ill choose my Easter lilies.* * * When Estelie Morrison reached the littlehouse in which her mothers childhoodhad passed, she paused one moment beforeshe lifted the latch, making one silentprayer for help, then she walked bravelyand steadilv upthe little
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ESTELLE GREETS HER GRAND-PARENTS ciliation between the long separated and di-vided ones, and restore that poor ladysreason. You must not think of Mrs. Lundie asderanged, said Mrs. Allen. She is allright, except on that one point, and brood-ing, and pining, and living alone, she hasgot to a state where her life is one longwaiting for her daughter. Poor lady. I wishwe could do something for her. 1 mean tosend her the most beautiful Easter lily Ican find. Here is the greenhouse, and Mr.Storer has excelled himself this year. The two friends went into the florists.As they entered the door, the six oclocktrain came puffing and whistling into thelittle station, not a block off, and the pas-sengers, most of them men who had beenat work in town all day, some of themwomen who had gone to the city to shop,and a few strangers, stepped out andstarted for home in their various directions. Please, said a clear young voice inthe doorway of the shop, can you tell methe way to Jonathan Lundies? The f!o

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