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Barclay, Florence L. (Florence Louisa), 1862-1921

"The Rosary"


Jane squared her shoulders and lifted her head with more of her old
spirit than she had yet shown.
"You have lashed me well, Boy," she said, "as only words spoken in
faithful indignation can lash. And I feel the better for the pain.--
And now I think I ought to tell you that while I was on the top of
the Great Pyramid I suddenly saw the matter from a different
standpoint. You remember that view, with its sharp line of
demarcation? On one side the river, and verdure, vegetation,
fruitfulness, a veritable 'garden enclosed'; on the other, vast
space as far as the eye could reach; golden liberty, away to the
horizon, but no sign of vegetation, no hope of cultivation, just
barren, arid, loneliness. I felt this was an exact picture of my
life as I live it now. Garth's love, flowing through it, as the
river, could have made it a veritable 'garden of the Lord.' It would
have meant less liberty, but it would also have meant no loneliness.
And, after all, the liberty to live for self alone becomes in time a
weary bondage.


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