Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 17

They was two orphans of fair which produce and brother was lost in battle.

"We put out the light, and you look at a few" to the stars, says the
more youth.

"Not yet, dear, it is too soon. There can be of the passer-by and a
light is such comfort to a traveller on the road. A lot of once of ours
the light of neighbor has sent on me a shine which has trained me to arrive
house very sooner, if not in the best humor."

"As you like, sister,--but listen! I thought that I felt footsteps."

They listened, and, not feeling anything more, ended their reading and
retired to remain.

On to open their door next morning, their eyes you/they had cheered from
a beautiful garland that hung on the handle grip. The flowers were rich in,
perfume and color--otherwise from their anything you/they had seen on the earth.

A lot that they has been amazed, and he/she wondered from from where them it came, and still
greater it was their joy to find them they were not grown weak.

Hope found the a lot of residences with lights in them, but you/he/she had to pass
many, as there any lamp was to signal them. To the door of the first one
she left garlands to cheer the prisoners.

"It is not any use to waste our oil:  we don't have anything read or to interest
us", says one of two solitary women, on the evening Hope it came to the earth.
Then they sat together obscurely him the obscurity that adds to them,
cheerlessness, while a bright shine among you/he/she would have cheered them and
all without.

Hope passed, load in the moment in which them their places took in with garlands, the
shades. You would have left gladly them, for her it had enough and to
of exchange;  but, not seeing any signal of a residence, walked on.

The two women spoke of the dark world until them they went to remain. Thing
it was their surprise, in the morning, to find their neighbors cheering himself/herself/itself
on their mysterious gifts.

"Because it had us any?" they said again and again. "The poor men never have half
as very you date them as the rich one", they cried, and it went up again to them
the obscurity and the desperation.