Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 19

fixed look is directed upward.




YOU.

THE JOY AND THE PAIN.


Many years ago, two visitors were expeditious from kingdoms above of, to enter the
houses of the inhabitants of earth, and he/she sees how much of the true happiness and indeed
you are distressed there was in their mean. Of equal their footstep walked together, up to
they entered a pleasant valley it nested among green hills. At the base of
one of these were standing a cottage covered with roses and honeysuckles that
looked a lot at inviting;  and the outside didn't conceal the insides.

The family consisted rather of a man and wife advanced in years,
an elderly and unsteady brother and two beautiful young girls, nephews
of the couple.

The pleasant murmur of bawls was floating on the air,--pleasant one to the ear
as the perfume of the roses that you/they climb on the door was to the sense of
sense of smell. It played in harmonious way with the spell of the morning in summer and his/her sisters
he/she knew that harmony was among.

"I/you/he/she allow us to enter", Joy dictates.

You are distressed that you/he/she was prepared not for going to some abode it lingered out.

Among, all were as cleaned and orderly as one could desire:  the young one
girls were industriously sewing, while in front of them an open volume placed, from
what they read every now and then a page or so, mixing so education with
job.

Joy entered, and she boarded them with, "A bright morning."

"Very beautiful", he/she answered to the girls, and they rose and they put a chair
for their visitor.

"We have a lot for being thankful for every day, but a lot on such
day as this", remarked his/her grandmother.

"You are a busy family", Joy dictates.

"Yes, all of us work, and it likes", he/she answered to the woman, while looking
affectionately to the girls. "We have a lot of benedictions, far more than we can be
thankful for, I sometimes think."

"Yes, I say mother", her husband stormed "that we don't have to ever lose
perceives of our benedictions;  in fact, they is all so, although often in
disguise."

To that moment Pain looked in to the open door. So rarely it was