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jack and jill-第60章

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women their households; young people their studies and their play;

and gave an hour to show their affection; respect; and sympathy for

those who had lost so much。



The girls had trimmed the church with all the sweetest flowers

they could find; and garlands of lilies of the valley robbed the

casket of its mournful look。 The boys had brought fresh boughs to

make the grave a green bed for their comrade's last sleep。 Now

they were all gathered together; and it was a touching sight to see

the rows of young faces sobered and saddened by their first look at

sorrow。 The girls sobbed; and the boys set their lips tightly as their

glances fell upon the lilies under which the familiar face lay full of

solemn peace。 Tears dimmed older eyes when the hymn the dead

boy loved was sung; and the pastor told with how much pride and

pleasure he had watched the gracious growth of this young

parishioner since he first met the lad of twelve and was attracted

by the shining face; the pleasant manners。 Dutiful and loving;

ready to help; patient to bear and forbear; eager to excel; faithful

to the smallest task; yet full of high ambitions; and; better still;

possessing the childlike piety that can trust and believe; wait and

hope。 Good and happythe two things we all long for and so few

of us truly are。 This he was; and this single fact was the best

eulogy his pastor could pronounce over the beloved youth gone to

a nobler manhood whose promise left so sweet a memory behind。



As the young people looked; listened; and took in the scene; they

felt as if some mysterious power had changed their playmate from

a creature like themselves into a sort of saint or hero for them to

look up to; and imitate if they could。 'What has he done; to be so

loved; praised; and mourned?〃 they thought; with a tender sort of

wonder; and the answer seemed to come to them as never before;

for never had they been brought so near the solemn truth of life

and death。 〃It was not what he did but what he was that made him

so beloved。 All that was sweet and noble in him still lives; for

goodness is the only thing we can take with us when we die; the

only thing that can comfort those we leave behind; and help us to

meet again hereafter。〃



This feeling was in many hearts when they went away to lay him;

with prayer and music; under the budding oak that leaned over his

grave; a fit emblem of the young life just beginning its new spring。

As the children did their part; the beauty of the summer day

soothed their sorrow; and something of the soft brightness of the

June sunshine seemed to gild their thoughts; as it gilded the

flower…strewn mound they left behind。 The true and touching

words spoken cheered as well as impressed them; and made them

feel that their friend was not lost but gone on into a higher class of

the great school whose Master is eternal love and wisdom。 So the

tears soon dried; and the young faces looked up like flowers after

rain。 But the heaven…sent shower sank into the earth; and they were

the stronger; Sweeter for it; more eager to make life brave and

beautiful; because death had gently shown them what it should be。



When the boys came home they found their mother already

returned; and Jill upon the parlor sofa listening to her account of

the funeral with the same quiet; hopeful look which their own

faces wore; for somehow the sadness seemed to have gone; and a

sort of Sunday peace remained。



〃I'm glad it was all so sweet and pleasant。 Come and rest; you look

so tired〃; and Jill held out her hands to greet thema crumpled

handkerchief in one and a little bunch of fading lilies in the other。



Jack sat down in the low chair beside her and leaned his head

against the arm of the sofa; for he was tired。 But Frank walked

slowly up and down the long rooms with a serious yet serene look

on his face; for he felt as if he had learned something that day; and

would always be the better for it。 Presently he said; stopping

before his mother; who leaned in the easy…chair looking up at the

picture of her boys' father; 



〃I should should like to have just such things said about me when 

I die。〃 



〃So should I; if I deserved them as Ed did!〃 cried Jack; earnestly。 



〃You may if you try。 I should be proud to hear them; and if they

were true; they would comfort me more than anything else。 I am

glad you see the lovely side of sorrow; and are learning the lesson

such losses teach us;〃 answered their mother; who believed in

teaching young people to face trouble bravely; and find the silver

lining in the clouds that come to all of us。



〃I never thought much about it before; but now dying doesn't seem

dreadful at allonly solemn and beautiful。 Somehow everybody

seems to love everybody else more for it; and try to be kind and

good and pious。 I can't say what I mean; but you know; mother〃;

and Frank went pacing on again with the bright look his eyes

always wore when he listened to music or read of some noble

action。



〃That's what Merry said when she and Molly came in on their way

home。 But Molly felt dreadfully; and so did Mabel。 She brought

me these flowers to press; for we are all going to keep some to

remember dear Ed by;〃 said Jill; carefully smoothing out the little

bells as she laid the lilies in her hymn…book; for she too had had a

thoughtful hour while she lay alone; imagining all that went on in

the church; and shedding a few tender tears over the friend who

was always so kind to her。



〃I don't want anything to remember him by。 I was so fond of him; I

couldn't forget if I tried。 I know I ought not to say it; but I don't see

why God let him die;〃 said Jack; with a quiver in his voice; for his

loving heart could not help aching still。



〃No; dear; we cannot see or know many things that grieve us very

much; but we can trust that it is right; and try to believe that all is

meant for our good。 That is what faith means; and without it we

are miserable。 When you were little; you were afraid of the dark;

but if I spoke or touched you; then you were sure all was well; and

fell asleep holding my hand。 God is wiser and stronger than any

father or mother; so hold fast to Him; and you will have no doubt

or fear; however dark it seems。〃



〃As you do;〃 said Jack; going to sit on the arm of Mamma's chair;

with his cheek to hers; willing to trust as she bade him; hut glad to

hold fast the living hand that had led and comforted him all his

life。



〃Ed used to say to me when I fretted about getting well; and

thought nobody cared for me; which was very naughty; 'Don't be

troubled; God won't forget you; and if you must be lame; He will

make you able to bear it;〃 said Jill; softly; her quick little mind all

alive with new thoughts and feelings。



〃He believed it; and that's why he liked that hymn so much。 I'm

glad they sung it to…day;〃 said Frank; bringing his heavy dictionary

to lay on the book where the flowers were pressing。



〃Oh; thank yo
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