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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902
Year: 1902 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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of Glanby,with its ordered, laborious days andceaseless prayers, and she shuddered.She thought of Frangois, and then shewept and cried aloud that she would notgo with her father. But even while shemade that vow she knew that she wouldreturn to Glanby. Stronger than thebonds of the last four years, the chainsof the old life and the life of her fathersbefore her were tightening upon her. But as the night wore on and theyoung moon sank behind the balsam firs,juster thoughts came to Mary Glover.With a clear-sightedness that would havehorrified her father she appraised thevalues of the things of life. Much thatmade the life of Glanby and of her Puri-tan kindred she put aside as of littleworth. But she could not put aside thedevotion of the two men, her father andher betrothed husband. Unwillingly shemust go back and step by step retrace thepath by which they had followed her,hopeful, indomitable. She saw them,shabby, patient, pathetic figures, slightedand rebuffed by the great ones ot the
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SHE CAST DOWN HER EYES AND PLEADED FOR A LITTLE DELAY MONODY. 913 colonies, sent hither and thither, turnedback in their journey, but still persist-ing. She saw them making their wayunharmed through woods that swarmedwith hostiles. She saw them fordingwintry rivers, wrecked in their frailcanoes, blinded and lost in the drivingsnow-storms. In cold and in famine andin daily peril of their lives they hadsought her, and now she could not fleefrom them. She might disprize the bit-ter outer husk of Puritanism, but shecould not turn away her eyes from thesteadfast love that lay at its heart. Andto that love she must yield. In the first daylight Mary sought herfather. I will go with you to Glanby,she said. Parson Glover fell upon his knees, butthough Mary knelt beside him she utter-ed no word of thanksgiving. And whenshe set forth that same day in her fatherscanoe, she crouched, with head covered,till the Indian village lay far behind her. So Mary Glover returned to Glanby,where the ruins of

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