Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 25

treasures street lift the heart and to give a taller series to the vision.

Pain met Joy on the road that evening. There was not any moon, also
the stars were weak;  but for the bright face of his/her sister, she is able,
you/he/she is passed him. They was united to hands, and it walked together up to morning
broken. They entered sight of a low cottage in the moment in which the dawned day.

"Oh, dear!" it said the Pain, as they drew near to the family stain, "as
I often have to bring there the pain! You now go, Joy, and it gives
them the cheerfulness!"

"If it is the time of his/her/their master I want more gladly", it said Joy, while looking
softly on the tired face of his/her sister that sat from the bench to remain
a few while she lifted his/her sky heart, while asking that she was able anybody
more pain of amount carried over in that humble house;  and to his/her prayer answers.

"I feel to go there", Joy dictates as the Pain you/he/she dried away his/her torn wounds. "Attended
here you cultivate me I return;  " and her happily raced on.

You digitò the humble house with cheerfulness in his/her radiant eyes, and,
as she didn't bear similarity to his/her sister, they gave her for them the welcome one with a lot
greeting;  neither they knew but for the Pain, Joy would not have been,
among them. You talked to them long once, and he/she patiently listened
to the history of their pains.

Illness, death, and the adversity they were their part from the many years.

"But they is passing away", it said Joy, confidently "and health and
prosperity will be still among you."

"We will know their full value", he/she talked to low voice a voice from the angle
of the room that you/they had not penetrated the eyes of Joy. On a disposition of low hut a
makes invalid, defenseless and blind.

The torn wounds fell from its his/her own eyes an instant, and then it shone with a
greater shine that before, as she said, "And this, will pass also
street."

The eyes closed from which every light was closed from very out of seven
years, it slowly opened now;  the paralyzed edges relaxed;  leaped of life through