The pleasantest room in the house was set apart for Beth, and in it was gathered everything that she most loved,—flowers, pictures, her piano, the little work-table, and the beloved pussies4. Father's best books found their way there, mother's easy-chair, Jo's desk, Amy's finest sketches5; and every day Meg brought her babies on a loving pilgrimage, to make sunshine for Aunty Beth. John quietly set apart a little 496 sum, that he might enjoy the pleasure of keeping the invalid6 supplied with the fruit she loved and longed for; old Hannah never wearied of concocting7 dainty dishes to tempt8 a capricious appetite, dropping tears as she worked; and from across the sea came little gifts and cheerful letters, seeming to bring breaths of warmth and fragrance9 from lands that know no winter.
Here, cherished like a household saint in its shrine10, sat Beth, tranquil11 and busy as ever; for nothing could change the sweet, unselfish nature, and even while preparing to leave life, she tried to make it happier for those who should remain behind. The feeble fingers were never idle, and one of her pleasures was to make little things for the school-children daily passing to and fro,—to drop a pair of mittens12 from her window for a pair of purple hands, a needle-book for some small mother of many dolls, pen-wipers for young penmen toiling13 through forests of pot-hooks, scrap-books for picture-loving eyes, and all manner of pleasant devices, till the reluctant climbers up the ladder of learning found their way strewn with flowers, as it were, and came to regard the gentle giver as a sort of fairy godmother, who sat above there, and showered down gifts miraculously14 suited to their tastes and needs. If Beth had wanted any reward, she found it in the bright little faces always turned up to her window, with nods and smiles, and the droll15 little letters which came to her, full of blots16 and gratitude17.
The first few months were very happy ones, and Beth often used to look round, and say "How beautiful this is!" as they all sat together in her sunny room, the babies kicking and crowing on the floor, mother and sisters working near, and father reading, in his pleasant voice, from the wise old books which seemed rich in good and comfortable words, as applicable now as when written centuries ago; a little chapel18, where a paternal19 priest taught his flock the hard lessons all must learn, trying to show them that hope can comfort love, and faith make resignation possible. Simple sermons, that went straight to the souls of those who listened; for the father's heart was in the minister's religion, and the frequent falter20 in the voice gave a double eloquence21 to the words he spoke22 or read.
It was well for all that this peaceful time was given them as preparation 497 for the sad hours to come; for, by and by, Beth said the needle was "so heavy," and put it down forever; talking wearied her, faces troubled her, pain claimed her for its own, and her tranquil spirit was sorrowfully perturbed23 by the ills that vexed24 her feeble flesh. Ah me! such heavy days, such long, long nights, such aching hearts and imploring25 prayers, when those who loved her best were forced to see the thin hands stretched out to them beseechingly26, to hear the bitter cry, "Help me, help me!" and to feel that there was no help. A sad eclipse of the serene27 soul, a sharp struggle of the young life with death; but both were mercifully brief, and then, the natural rebellion over, the old peace returned more beautiful than ever. With the wreck28 of her frail29 body, Beth's soul grew strong; and, though she said little, those about her felt that she was ready, saw that the first pilgrim called was likewise the fittest, and waited with her on the shore, trying to see the Shining Ones coming to receive her when she crossed the river.
Jo never left her for an hour since Beth had said, "I feel stronger when you are here." She slept on a couch in the room, waking often to renew the fire, to feed, lift, or wait upon the patient creature who seldom asked for anything, and "tried not to be a trouble." All day she haunted the room, jealous of any other nurse, and prouder of being chosen then than of any honor her life ever brought her. Precious and helpful hours to Jo, for now her heart received the teaching that it needed; lessons in patience were so sweetly taught her that she could not fail to learn them; charity for all, the lovely spirit that can forgive and truly forget unkindness, the loyalty30 to duty that makes the hardest easy, and the sincere faith that fears nothing, but trusts undoubtingly.
Often, when she woke, Jo found Beth reading in her well-worn little book, heard her singing softly, to beguile31 the sleepless32 night, or saw her lean her face upon her hands, while slow tears dropped through the transparent33 fingers; and Jo would lie watching her, with thoughts too deep for tears, feeling that Beth, in her simple, unselfish way, was trying to wean herself from the dear old life, and fit herself for the life to come, by sacred words of comfort, quiet prayers, and the music she loved so well.
498 Seeing this did more for Jo than the wisest sermons, the saintliest hymns34, the most fervent35 prayers that any voice could utter; for, with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened36 by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her sister's life,—uneventful, unambitious, yet full of the genuine virtues37 which "smell sweet, and blossom in the dust," the self-forgetfulness that makes the humblest on earth remembered soonest in heaven, the true success which is possible to all.
One night, when Beth looked among the books upon her table, to find something to make her forget the mortal weariness that was almost as hard to bear as pain, as she turned the leaves of her old favorite Pilgrim's Progress, she found a little paper, scribbled39 over in Jo's hand. The name caught her eye, and the blurred40 look of the lines made her sure that tears had fallen on it.
"Poor Jo! she's fast asleep, so I won't wake her to ask leave; she shows me all her things, and I don't think she'll mind if I look at this," thought Beth, with a glance at her sister, who lay on the rug, with the tongs41 beside her, ready to wake up the minute the log fell apart.
"MY BETH.
"Sitting patient in the shadow
Till the blessed light shall come,
A serene and saintly presence
Sanctifies our troubled home.
Earthly joys and hopes and sorrows
Of the deep and solemn river
Where her willing feet now stand.
"O my sister, passing from me,
Leave me, as a gift, those virtues
Which have beautified your life.
Dear, bequeath me that great patience
Which has power to sustain
A cheerful, uncomplaining spirit
In its prison-house of pain.
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"Give me, for I need it sorely,
Of that courage, wise and sweet,
Which has made the path of duty
Green beneath your willing feet.
Give me that unselfish nature,
That with charity divine
Can pardon wrong for love's dear sake—
"Thus our parting daily loseth
Something of its bitter pain,
And while learning this hard lesson,
My great loss becomes my gain.
For the touch of grief will render
My wild nature more serene,
Give to life new aspirations46,
A new trust in the unseen.
"Henceforth, safe across the river,
I shall see forevermore
A beloved, household spirit
Waiting for me on the shore.
Hope and faith, born of my sorrow,
And the sister gone before me
By their hands shall lead me home."
Blurred and blotted48, faulty and feeble, as the lines were, they brought a look of inexpressible comfort to Beth's face, for her one regret had been that she had done so little; and this seemed to assure her that her life had not been useless, that her death would not bring the despair she feared. As she sat with the paper folded between her hands, the charred49 log fell asunder50. Jo started up, revived the blaze, and crept to the bedside, hoping Beth slept.
"Not asleep, but so happy, dear. See, I found this and read it; I knew you wouldn't care. Have I been all that to you, Jo?" she asked, with wistful, humble38 earnestness.
"O Beth, so much, so much!" and Jo's head went down upon the pillow, beside her sister's.
"Then I don't feel as if I'd wasted my life. I'm not so good as you make me, but I have tried to do right; and now, when it's too 500 late to begin even to do better, it's such a comfort to know that some one loves me so much, and feels as if I'd helped them."
"More than any one in the world, Beth. I used to think I couldn't let you go; but I'm learning to feel that I don't lose you; that you'll be more to me than ever, and death can't part us, though it seems to."
"I know it cannot, and I don't fear it any longer, for I'm sure I shall be your Beth still, to love and help you more than ever. You must take my place, Jo, and be everything to father and mother when I'm gone. They will turn to you, don't fail them; and if it's hard to work alone, remember that I don't forget you, and that you'll be happier in doing that than writing splendid books or seeing all the world; for love is the only thing that we can carry with us when we go, and it makes the end so easy."
"I'll try, Beth;" and then and there Jo renounced51 her old ambition, pledged herself to a new and better one, acknowledging the poverty of other desires, and feeling the blessed solace52 of a belief in the immortality53 of love.
So the spring days came and went, the sky grew clearer, the earth greener, the flowers were up fair and early, and the birds came back in time to say good-by to Beth, who, like a tired but trustful child, clung to the hands that had led her all her life, as father and mother guided her tenderly through the Valley of the Shadow, and gave her up to God.
Seldom, except in books, do the dying utter memorable54 words, see visions, or depart with beatified countenances55; and those who have sped many parting souls know that to most the end comes as naturally and simply as sleep. As Beth had hoped, the "tide went out easily;" and in the dark hour before the dawn, on the bosom56 where she had drawn57 her first breath, she quietly drew her last, with no farewell but one loving look, one little sigh.
With tears and prayers and tender hands, mother and sisters made her ready for the long sleep that pain would never mar58 again, seeing with grateful eyes the beautiful serenity59 that soon replaced the pathetic patience that had wrung60 their hearts so long, and feeling, with reverent61 joy, that to their darling death was a benignant angel, not a phantom62 full of dread63.
501 When morning came, for the first time in many months the fire was out, Jo's place was empty, and the room was very still. But a bird sang blithely64 on a budding bough65, close by, the snow-drops blossomed freshly at the window, and the spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction66 over the placid67 face upon the pillow,—a face so full of painless peace that those who loved it best smiled through their tears, and thanked God that Beth was well at last.
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fragrance
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droll
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blots
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gratitude
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chapel
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paternal
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falter
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imploring
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serene
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wreck
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frail
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loyalty
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beguile
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sleepless
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transparent
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softened
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scribbled
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blurred
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tongs
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strife
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meek
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aspirations
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guardian
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blotted
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charred
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renounced
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solace
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immortality
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