I lay me down in peace to sleep,
Secure, I rest upon the wave,
For Thou, oh Lord, hast power to save.
For Thou dost mark the sparrow’s fall,
And calm and peaceful be my sleep,
Rocked in the cradle of the deep.
And such the faith that still were mine
Tho’ stormy winds swept o’er the brine,
In ocean’s caves still safe with Thee,
And calm and peaceful be my sleep
Rocked in the cradle of the deep.”
Like the morning dawn on a calm sea, after a night of fierce storm, so came now great peace to Miriamne. The heaviest sorrow of her life was lifting. Her father was recovering; his mind becoming rational; and chief of Miriamne’s joys, was the fact that his convalescence6 was accompanied by the appearance of a deep trusting love for herself. He seemed to lean on his daughter for help; cling to her for hope and aim, by every way, not only to express his sense of dependence7 on but his deep and abiding8 gratitude9 toward the patient, chief[398] minister, in the mission of his recovery. He seemed for a long time to be haunted by a fear of relapse into some great misery10 that he but dimly remembered and could not define, beyond a shudder11. He dreaded12 to be alone, and often clung to his daughter with furtive15 glances of fear, even as a terrified child clings to its mother. One day, months after he had begun to be rational, he addressed Miriamne: “We must soon seek another abiding place, daughter. Our Grand Master has discharged with overflowing16 payment, every debt of hospitality.”
“True, father, and I’m glad; the thought for weeks in my mind, is now in yours. But where shall we go?”
“I think, to France, and immediately.”
“France?”
“Yes, there I’ll seek out some of the De Griffins. They may be able to mend my shattered fortunes, and if I find none of my kin17, I shall not be lacking in any thing, for there are many of our Teutonic knights18. While they prosper20, no want shall harass21 me or mine.”
“Father, I do not want to go to France.”
“Why, this is strange?”
“It seems far away, very far, to me.”
“Art thou dreaming, my Syrian Oriole?”
“No, awake! And very earnest.”
“But I can not go that way!”
“Well, we can not stay here, so where?”
“Wouldst thou ask a spirit, by mercy permitted escape from Tophet to return?”
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“Yes, even that, if the spirit had a mission and a safe conduct.”
“Thou art nobler, braver than I. I can’t trust the land of giants and vultures.”
“The giants and vultures we must meet are in human forms, and such are everywhere.”
“There are over many for the population, in Syria and beyond it.”
“But there have been many changes since you left that country, especially, in our city,” persisted the maiden24.
“Nothing changes in Palestine or Bozrah, daughter, except wives, and they only one way; from bad to worse.”
The young chaplain seconded Miriamne’s efforts.
Sir Charleroy was spasmodically the stronger, but Miriamne by patience and persistence25 prevailed. In time, she won her cause, and the three took sail for the Holy Land, the knight19 protesting that he would go as far as Acre and no further. The journey was slow but not monotonous26, for the English trader on which they journeyed stopped at various ports. Cornelius on his part was enjoying a serene27 delight that had no shadow except when he remembered that voyaging with Miriamne was to have an end; Miriamne on her part had three-fold pleasure; delight in her companionship with the young missionary28, delight in the continued improvement of her father’s health, and greater delight still in the glowing hope of the success of her mission of peace to her home-circle. As for Sir Charleroy it suited him well to be sailing. He was ever exhilarated by change; each day brought it. He was in theory a fatalist, and the staunch ship pushing[400] onward29 day and night to its destination, carrying all along, was an expression of the inexorable. Then the conditions about him rested him, for he was freed from any need of bracing30 of his will to choose or execute any thing. He went forward because the ship went. That was all and enough. Only once during the voyage did he assert himself or express a desire to change his course. That was when passing Cyprus.
“Here,” he cried, “let me disembark!”
Persuasively32, Miriamne protested.
“But I must! I’ve a mission. I want to curse the memory of the recreant33 Lusignan, the coward ‘King of Jerusalem;’ he that clandestinely34 stole away from Acre on the eve of those last days!”
“But, father, Cyprus is called the ‘horned island.’ I do not like the name!”
“I’ve heard it better named, ‘the blessed isle35.’ There the hospitable36 knights had a refuge for pilgrims, and it still abides37.”
Just then some of the sailors cried, “Olympus!” They had caught sight of that ancient mountain, the fabled38 home of the gods.
She pointed41 eastward, and they saw the dim outlines of Palestine’s famous range. The knight’s attention was fixed42 on Lebanon, and they sailed past Cyprus quietly without further objection on his part.
Miriamne and Cornelius, as the night began to settle down, stood together by the ship’s side, feasting on glimpses of the distant shore. There were signs of a[401] coming storm, perceived intuitively by those accustomed to the sea, by the young watchers best discerned in the anxious looks of the seamen43.
“The captain says the sky and sea are preparing for a duel44. You noticed how the blue changed to dark brown in the water this afternoon? He says that, and the muddy appearance of the sky, betoken45 a tempest.”
“How like polished silver the wings of those gulls46 glisten47 as they career!” was the maiden’s ecstatic reply.
“The wings are as they always are. They glisten now because they flash against a murky48 background.”
“An omen49, Cornelius, for good! I’ll call the sea-birds hope’s carrier-pigeons with messages for us.”
“I would we had their wondrous50 power of outriding all storms. It is said they can sleep on the waves, even during a tempest.”
“I’ve the heart of a sea-gull, to-night.”
“No, no! Oh, come, any power, to hurry us to Acre! I’d give way to the merriment of the becalmed sailors, who whistle for the wind, if I only knew the notes of their call.”
“But the old sea-captain is very grave. See how the men at his command are lashing52 up almost every stitch of our ship’s dress.”
“Oh, well, I’ll be grave, too, to please you; and yet I pray that Old Boreas, and all the Boreadal, come in racing31 hurricanes, if need be, that we may be sent gallantly53 into longed-for Acre!”
“A storm at sea is grand in a picture or in imagination; sometimes, though rarely, in experience. To be enjoyed it must be terrible; there’s the rub; it may come with overmastering fury.”
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“Bird of ill omen! Why cry as in requiems54? As for me, while you are fearing going down, I’ll be thinking of going forward!”
“And be disappointed, certainly, on your part, as I hope I may be mistaken on mine. We may not go down; we shall certainly not go forward!”
“Now, how like a wayward man! Since you can not have your way, cross me by predicting my frustration55!”
“Oh, do not lay the blame on me! there are broader shoulders to bear it. Lay the blame on the Taurus and Lebanon ranges!”
“Well, this is an odd saying, surely!”
“Wait awhile, and you will find it very true, as well. We are to meet to-night, most likely, the Levanter or off-shore gale56, Paul’s Euroclydon, charging down from its mountain castles. Taurus and Lebanon together form a cave of the winds!”
“And you seem glad that they are coming to battle us back?” spake the maiden, rebukingly57.
“Yes, if they prolong our companionship. I can not rejoice in a speed that hastens our parting.”
The last sentence died on the chaplain’s paling lips with a sigh.
The maiden turned her eyes full on the speaker, then slowly, meditatively58 answered:
“I shall be sorry, too, at our parting!”
“‘Sorry!’ Ah! that’s no word for me, this time; agonized59 is better!” was the young missioner’s quick rejoinder.
The maiden was pained, but she mastered her feelings and pleaded:
“The parting must come some time; do not let[403] such repinings make it harder for both. It is wiser, when confronting what one does not desire, but can not help, to court the balm of forgetfulness. So do I ever, especially now.”
“And like all attempted silencings of the heart, by cold philosophy, mocked at last by failure!”
“My philosophy can not mock me, since it accords with the stern facts which confront us. I’ll be as frank now as a sister, Cornelius. Our diverging60 missions part us. You go to Jerusalem to preach the cross; I, to a narrower field, at Bozrah, to attempt the rekindling61 of love on one lone14 altar of wedlock62. God orders it thus, and I submit unquestioningly; for it is not for one who can scarcely touch the hem64 of His garment to challenge His wisdom by a murmur65.”
“But time, Miriamne, may leave you free, your work being completed in the Giant City?”
“Even so. There is a gulf66 between us; we may love across it but not pass it, in body, in this life.”
“And I can not see the gulf?”
“I am in faith, after all, an Israelite; enlightened to be sure, but not likely to renounce67 the ancient beliefs. You are a Christian68; nor would I wish you otherwise. Now, amid the miseries69 I’ve witnessed in my own home, I can not but be admonished70 against any attempt at fusing, by the fire of adolescent, transitory loving, two lives guided by faiths so constantly in antagonisms71.”
“The faith of Jesus and Mary, truly lived, never failed to fuse hearts sincerely loving. You may call yourself what you like; in substance of faith we are in accord.”
“The chaplain reasons well; better than I can, and[404] yet he does not convince me! I can only plead that he do not persist, and so make the parting harder. It must be; though my heart break, I must suffer the immolation72. I’ve asked this question in the awful sincerity73 of a soul as it were at the bar of judgment74: ‘What wilt Thou have me to do?’ I know the answer. I must seek to bring father and mother together.”
“And then?”
“Seek to know if the Messiah has indeed come.”
“And then?”
“If I find He has, some way tell His people Israel, as only a Jewess can, of the Light Everlasting75.”
“And then?”
“Why, that’s sufficient to measure the lives of generations; but if I survive beyond that work, I have vaguely76 passing through my mind the coming of a millennial77 day when all mankind will be akin78; all righteous, all just, and the tears of womankind assuaged79.”
“I pray for that, but how can we hasten joy by breaking our own hearts?”
“I do not know what lies beyond; how that day of glory is to come, but this I know, the spirit of Chivalry81 was from God. It had, and has a deep, impressive meaning. In contact with it at the west, I felt all the time as if it were blind, but a Samson still, feeling for the pillars of some mighty82 wrong. I wonder if I may not be the giant’s true guide. Or, better still, may I not be, under God, the giantess to do the very work. Perhaps the world awaits a woman Samson!”
“What Miriamne says is to me all mysticism! Explain.”
“I do not know how, beyond this: I’m God’s bride by consecration83, and He will keep me for His work.”
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“Can’t I share it?” almost piteously, the chaplain asked.
“Truly, yes, wherever you may be, with me or not.”
“Oh, Miriamne, your passionate84 enthusiasm entrances me. You are an inspiration to me. I fear I shall languish85 aside from you.”
“I shall love you more, Cornelius, as you are more grandly, heroically self-sacrificing.”
“Any thing to win Miriamne’s constant love!”
“I shall love you, Cornelius, in a deep, holy way, only and forever. I’d be ashamed to be thus frank, but that I have a love that is as pure as the heaven of its birth. Be true to your God, to your mission; a little while and then at the City of Light, life’s brief dream over, the first, after God, I’ll ask for will be the faithful man whom my heart knows.”
“Ah, what can I do? I’m all zeal86; willing to go, but the glow of your cheeks, the flash of your eyes, even in the midst of such noble converse87, drag me away from my resolves. That that stimulates88 me, unmans me, or reminds me I am a man and a lover.”
“You ought to teach me, not I you; but you remember you told me of the belief of some in ‘penetrative virginity.’ That is the purity of Mary passing somehow into others. Oh, all I am that’s good, be in you, and more, even all that she was whom you so revere89; I mean the mother of the Christ.”
“In my soul I reverently90 exclaim ‘amen,’ but then again, how strange the question will not down, ‘must we part?’” And so saying he flung his arm about the woman, passionately91 embracing her. He thought for a moment he had overcome her, but the kiss on her lips not resisted, was the end; for slowly untwining his[406] arms and holding his hands at arm’s length, she questioned: “Will you promise me one thing?”
“Surely, yes, name it.”
“That you will think of me as a friend, sister, henceforth, and let me go my way without further misery?”
The man struggled with himself for a time; then gazed into her eyes with a most piteously appealing gaze.
She was firm.
“God bless you,” was her instant response. Their lips met and the debate was ended.
And so for the time they separated, persuading themselves that the whole matter between them had been finally sealed. They had all faith in their pledges mutually given, each to live apart from the other. As yet they had no just conception of the power of a rebel heart constantly uprising. Of course, they both foresaw a measure of wretchedness in the future as a consequence of their decision, but distant pain foreseen by the young, is ever dimmed by hope, and very different from present pain. These twain comforted themselves, at first, by the thought that they were martyrs94, and it is always agreeable to feel ourself a martyr93, especially when expecting a martyr’s reward; at least it is so until the reality of the martyrdom comes.
The sky grew darker, night shut down about the ship, the winds increased, and that sense of awful loneliness, felt on the eve of an impending95 night-storm at sea, came to all hearts but those of the sailors. The latter were too busy to think of aught but their duties. Then their captain had his reckonings, and assured[407] them by his bearing that he felt confident that he could outride this storm as he had often before similar ones. Miriamne, yielding not more to the captain’s command, than to the entreaties96 of Woelfkin, went below to her cabin. She soon courted sleep to help her forget the war of the tempest, praying a prayer most fitting, meanwhile. The prayer was a meditation97, like unto this: “He that cares for all will care for helpless me, and come what may, keep me until that last great day.” The storm strengthened, and she began to be anxious for her father, and her friend. She had said to herself the latter title should define Cornelius. But her heart forgot its fear a moment in a mysterious, merry peal92 of laughter; such laughter is very real, but it is never heard by human ears. We know it only in those exalted98 moments when we try fine introspections; when there seems to be two of us; the one observing and entering into the other. Miriamne heard that laughter when she meditated99, “Cornelius is just a friend.” Presently she became more anxious for those aloft. Then a troop of imperious inner questions came to her: “Might I not stand by him, if the danger increases? Would it be wrong to show him that I am brave and loving?”
“Will he think me cowardly and stony100-hearted?” Resolution was being assailed101, and weakened. The questionings increased in number and imperiousness: “What if to-night we are all to perish?” Then she let imagination take the rein102. She thought of a scene that might be if she and her beloved were as betrothed103, soon to be wed, lovers. In the scene she fancied herself, her lover and her father all together in a last embrace, going down into the yawning waves.[408] “Would my lover try to save me?” For the moment there were two of her again, and it was the one that awhile ago laughed so merrily, that now seemed to be saying: “Would my lover try to save me?” The one self heard the question, and by silence, without sign of rebuke104, seemed to give the other self plenary indulgence. Then came a free play of her imagination. She saw herself lying in coral palaces, beneath the moaning waves of the Mediterranean105, still clasping her lover and her parent. Then she thought of how her friends would receive the news of her demise106. Perhaps some poet would embalm107 the event in deathless poems, and thousands read of the three that perished side by side. Her mind ran back to London. She imagined a memorial service at the chapel108 of the Palestineans and the Grand Master there saying: “Miriamne de Griffin was lost at sea; in the path of glorious duty, loyally pursued to the end.”
Then she thought of Bozrah and the old stone house, with her mother and her brothers, its sole occupants; the mother in mourning garbs109, her spirit subdued110, and she often tenderly saying to the fatherless, sisterless boys, “Miriamne was a good girl, a faithful daughter, a noble woman.”
But after all, these excursions were unsatisfactory to the young woman. And naturally so. When she thought of lying a corpse111, with weed-winding sheets, for years, in the caves of the sea, she was repelled112. Thoughts of her memorials, possibly to transpire113 at London and Bozrah, were not very comforting. She was too young, too free from morbidness114, too deeply enamored, to court, assiduously, posthumous115 honors.
Then came thought of a wreck and rescue, and it[409] was very welcome. It grew out of the possibility of the youth she loved and she alone, of all on board, being saved. She thought of drifting about for days on a raft! Would she recall her resolutions and his, or would he say to her: “Miriamne, I saved you from the deep; now you are mine entirely116 and forever!” Would she believe his claim paramount117? Would duty’s requirements be satisfied? Then she was as two again. One voice said ‘yes,’ and the other did not concur118, neither did it gainsay119. She could not pronounce a verdict and there were tears flowing.
The storm grew stronger, but the laboring120 ship rose and fell on the billows at intervals121, and she was lulled122 to sleep. Her last thoughts, as she passed into dreamland, were that it would have been a useless pain, both endured, if now they were to be lost; the pain of determining, as they had, to live apart. As she so thought she wished almost that they had not resolved as they had. Conscience and desire were in their ceaseless warfare123. Then sleeping brought a dream of joy, the blessing124 that comes often to the heart that is clean. The dream was colored by events preceding.
Cornelius had reminded her the day before, as they were sailing along the coast of Cyprus, that, at Paphos, on that island, there was once a temple to Venus, the fabled goddess of love. That divinity, surrounded by multitudes paying her homage125, came before the dreamer’s mind in all those ravishing splendors126 of person that are so attractive to human desires. Around the goddess, and very close to her, were hosts of young men and maidens128, their actions as boisterous129 and ecstatic as those intoxicated130. Outside of the throngs131 of youths were others older: and outside of[410] these were others still; those far away from the goddess, seemingly bowed with years. The company of youths was constantly increased by new arrivals who crowded back those there before them.
But there was a depletion132 as well as augmenting133 of the vast, surging congregation; for anon, as if mad, some nearest the deity134 rushed away, both of the men and the maidens, nor did those fleeing stop until they found violent deaths by leaping from cliffs or into the sea.
Then the ancients, crowded continually back by the new arrivals, one after another, with expressions of disappointment and disgust on their features, seemed to melt away into a surrounding forest of trees that were very black and very like shadows. The dreamer in her dream betook herself to prayer that the God of mercy might change what she saw.
Then she beheld135 the Paphian goddess in all the splendor127 of her form, a perfect triumph of nature, just as depicted136 by bard137 and painter, looking out contemptuously, pitilessly, toward her former votaries138, now aged80 and pushed aside. There came then a voice as if from above: “God is love.”
Immediately on the face of the divinity there was an expression as of terror, and she began sinking. Before the mind of the dreamer, the beautiful creature, and her retinue139 of nude140, bold-faced attendants, with all that appertained to them and their queen went down, ingulfed in a foaming141, roaring whirlpool. As they went down lightnings from above shot after them. And the dreamer looked aloft to see from whence the voice and the lightning came. As she gazed upward she saw a man of noble form, reverently bowing, as a[411] son might bow in the presence of a mother revered142 and loved, before a woman of noble mien143 and beautiful beyond all compare.
But this one’s beauty had no similitude to that of the departed deity. As the maiden gazed she discerned that the man was the one her heart called lover, the woman the one she had enshrined as the ideal of her soul, Mary. The twain stood above her, on a plain, apparently144 of clouds very bright, rising in graceful145 curve from the earth and stretching away in measureless vistas146, filled with flowered parks, silvery rivers and stately mountains. Along the rivers, amid the flowery plains and on the verdant147 mountains, there were numerous buildings; but these latter were inviting148; not palatial149, nor stately. They were homes surrounded by family groups. And the dreamer discerned true love triumphant150 and fruitful. She lingered in this presence, anon longing151 for a presentment of her self amid the scenes of pleasure, until all was suddenly dissolved by a mighty lurch152 of the ship that awakened153 her. She started from her couch and all immediately before the dream came back to her mind.
“We’re in a storm on the Mediterranean, and the captain is anxious!” Her nerves were now unstrung; a woman’s timorousness154 was upon her. She could hear confused noises aloft, but no voices. For a moment she questioned: “What if all but myself have been swept away?” Then she thought of herself as drifting about in a ship, sailless, helmless, alone! The thought was suffocating155. The noises aloft continued, and she gave strained attention to catch the sound of a voice. There was nothing to be heard but the creaking of timbers, the dashing of waves, the shrieking156 of[412] winds and vague thumpings, as if parts of the vessel157 were beating each other to pieces.
“I’ll not lie still in this coffin158!” she exclaimed, and with a bound she made her way to the deck. As she arrived there she thought she saw dark forms, some crouching159 as if for shelter, and others as if engaged in a great struggle. Were these demons160, or the crew in a struggle for life? She could not say. Then there came a cry from the direction of the forward part of the ship; she thought it was her father’s voice, but it was very hoarse161 and scarcely recognizable.
She listened again to the cry: “Ho, ho; ye Olympian demons! tear up the sea, charge now! Ha, ha; have at us!” The cry thrilled her. Again the wild voice rose above the storm:
“Bury her, my darling, if ye dare! What matter! her white soul has eternal wings!”
She was certain it was her father. She longed to rush to his side, but she doubted whether she could find him in the darkness; then, too, even in the terrors of the moment, her maiden modesty162 asserted itself. She remembered that she was but partly clad.
Again came that voice, wilder than before: “Ye billows, dare ye smite163 a knight in the face? I’ll meet your challenge, and single-handed, in your midst, fight!”
Miriamne’s heart was almost paralyzed by the thought, “The boisterousness164 has overcome my father. He’s contemplating165 leaping into the sea!”
Just then a vivid flash of lightning made every thing visible. It seemed to cut under the clouds, which, rain-charged, were running near the billow crests166, and at the same time enswathed the ship from the mast tips to the partially167 exposed keel, in flame.
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The maiden saw by that flash her father standing168 on the head-rail, one hand clinging to a stay rope, the other with clinched169 fist, as if menacing the boiling waters that leaped away from the plunging170 prow171. His face was livid, his hair wind-tossed, his eyes glaring. With a scream she bounded toward him; her scream and appearance terrifying the sailors. It was so unexpected and they had forgotten the presence of a woman on board. They only saw a white form, with disheveled hair and with a motion light and swift as a creature on wings, passing from companion-way forward.
But the fright was but momentary172. Cornelius, who had been vainly endeavoring to calm the knight, knew the form, and loud enough to be heard by all cried:
“Miriamne de Griffin!”
He was by her side in an instant.
The young woman uttered pleadingly one sentence, but it thrilled all who heard it:
“My father!”
Cornelius exultingly173 answered:
“Saved! See, the captain holds him and has summoned the watch!” Then he could do no less, forgetting as he did in the present surprise, all old resolves, so he drew the trembling form to his heart as closely as he could. She drew back a little, but he whispered, “Miriamne.” What else he might have said was lost, for she fluttered a little, then rested, but on the bosom174 of her companion.
She was a woman in peril175, in fright, storm-drenched, and in love. What otherwise or less could she have done than nestle in the shelter that gave love for love and promised her all else?
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“Are you not alarmed, Cornelius?”
“No.”
“How strange! You have changed places with me. In the evening you trembled when I left you, and I thought I was very brave. Now I tremble; do you not?”
Just then the ship’s prow plunged177 under a mountainous billow. Miriamne clung to her support and fearfully questioned:
“Shall we be overwhelmed?”
“No; I’ve a token.”
“From the captain?”
“Not from the one who guides this ship alone.”
A flash of lightning revealed the lover’s face to Miriamne. She saw his eyes turned devoutly178 upward, and she understood his meaning. They had withdrawn179 to a shelter by the vessel’s side meanwhile. Presently the young missioner spoke180 again;
“Our Heavenly Father keeps vigil, I think, sometimes with especial care over this highway between the outer world and the desolate181 habitations of His chosen people.”
“They’re as happy now as the wave-walking petrels. The Levant has done its worst; they know this by the coming of the rain, hence they sing their ‘Lightning Song.’”
“Listen! How they explode their vocalized breaths in hissings, whizzings, followed by the prolonged crash made by stamping feet and clapping hands at the end[415] of every stanza184. That chorus is meant to imitate those heralds185 of the thunder, the flashing lightnings.”
“But it seems presumptuous186 to me. The lightning is so dreadful!”
“Not that which comes as ‘a funeral torch to Euroclydon,’ as the sailors say. Some of them call it ‘the winking187 and blinking of St. Elmo going to sleep.’”
“Oh, Cornelius, the storm is breaking! I see a star; yes two!” rapturously cried the maiden.
“Truly, yes; ‘Castor and Pollux,’ the ‘Twins,’ the ‘Sailor’s Delight!’ They say these stars are storm rulers and friends of the mariner188. Now hear how they shout their song! They see the stars!”
“Now to our harbor safe going;
Riding the billows, pushed by the gale:
The torch of the Twins bright glowing—
“And do these stars assure, Cornelius?”
“I saw a star no cloud can ever hide, through the darkest part of the storm.”
“A star?”
“Yes, ‘Mary, Star of Sea.’”
“I do not comprehend you.”
“God’s love! He that guided the maiden orphan191 of Bethlehem through the besetments of her life, amid the tempests of Jewry and Rome, purely192, safely, gloriously, to the end; while many of noble birth and having every earthly good went down to ruin, walks ever on the wave where faith voyages.”
“And you thought of the Holy Mother in the storm?”
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“Yes, this Adriatic is full of angels, that come in thoughts, or before the eyes! You remember Paul, tempest tossed a day and a night on this sea, was found by the Divine Messenger that night when the darkness was thickest?”
“And this ‘Star of the Sea?’”
“It tells me mother-love was carried by a dying Savior into the heart of the Triune, Eternal God, and we are His children, and He became Father and Mother to us. You have seen the hen gather her chickens, as human mother shelters with her arm or apron193 her child in pain or peril?”
“He sought in His plenteous wisdom mother love to sustain Himself, during the pain and perils of His incarnation, and will ever surely grant a love and care to His own beloved ones in suffering or danger as tender as that He sought and needed for Himself.”
“Surely this is a grateful, natural reasoning; but do you believe Mary presides over the sailor especially?”
“It is enough for me to know that the Father through Mary exemplified His motherliness.”
“I’ll never more call yon bright luminaries195 Castor and Pollux, but rather Jesus and Mary, the guides and the defenders196!” And for a long time they gazed at the double stars, the storm slowly abating197. Once the youth, drawing the maiden closely to himself, questioned:
“Can not we call the stars in conjunction, ‘Cornelius and Miriamne’?”
They had been watching, in sweet converse, there, a long time; there were faint traces of dawn in the east, and Miriamne had just been thinking, “Palestine receives[417] us with illumination;” then she bethought herself that she and the man with her were going hither to proclaim the Gospel of eternal light. The question of her lover recalled the converse of the day before. That seemed fact, unchanged; all occurring since, dream. She arose, pointed eastward, and firmly said: “There lies our work, our all. May a glorious day enhalo all God’s chosen country ere long. Cornelius, yesterday we promised solemnly that we dare not turn from now; especially after our wonderful deliverance!” She glided198 away to her cabin, leaving the man alone to contemplate199 the poor comfort of being praised as a martyr, on a cross of self-sacrifice; the pains of which, if not as awful as those of Calvary, were destined200 to be more prolonged. His face was as if sprinkled with white ashes; it was so pale, so blank. After the tempest they spoke very little with each other. Miriamne waved away any attempt at re-opening the subject, with a motion of the finger to the lips, signaling silence, and a glance all tenderness, but full of pitiful pleadings to be spared. The young man but once or twice essayed the discussion, fearing on the one hand to trust himself to speak, and on the other hand feeling that any effort to change his fate would be hopeless. But he and she were full of inner conflicts. Then their pathways seemed stony, brier-tangled. They had both elected, for Guide and Ideal, Jesus and Mary; they were both going toward the cross in a noble consecration of their lives. But they denied themselves that that sustained Jesus, home love, such as he found at Bethany; conjugal201 love, such as sustained Mary, the wife and the mother, as well as the disciple202. They had as their loftiest ambition the purpose of making the world happier[418] and better, and began by making misery for themselves. They had read that a star led the wise men of the East to Christ in a cradle, the light of the Gospel rising first in a little home circle. They looked at the double stars above them after the storm that night almost until dawn, and then turned away to go, each into the dark like a lone wandering star. Each was in part the victim of a fabricated conscience, and of a misconception of duty.
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frustration
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diverging
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vessel
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coffin
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modesty
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crests
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