Capitolo 71
to house after our mother died, of interest in all the good jobs of
his/her time, and a consolidates, calm effort to improve every faculty of her
excellent mind, cultivates her you/he/she was felt one of the women be noblest in ours
city. Its influence was wide-shed; all the intelligent people
looks for her/it, and when her the travelled she was welcome everywhere, for
cultivated people have a free-masonry of them really, and it is
immediately recognized."
"Did you ever get married?" Asked Carrie, feeling that any life could be
rather succeeded without that great event.
"Never. You a widow felt him, and you/he/she brought black a her day
death. Many men asked to his/her hand, but she refused them all, and it was
the more dessert 'the old houseservant' never seen,--happy and it clears to the very
hard, for her it was sick long once, and you find her/it comforts and coop
still in the beloved books. Also when she could not read them more,
his/her memory the provident ones with the mental food that has held his/her soul
strongly while its body failed. It was marvelous to see and to feel her/it
excellent lines that repeat, said heroic, and comforting psalms through
the tired nights when any sleep would come, while making friends and
the poets' assistants, of the philosophers, and of the saints that she knew and
beloved so well. It made death beautiful, and it taught me as victorious
an immortal soul can be on the ills that irritates our deadly meat.
"You died to dawn on Sundays Pasquale, after a calm night, when her
you/he/she had given me his/her small legacy of letters, books and the jewel of the one
she had always brought, while repeating the words of his/her person in love to comfort me. ME
you/he/she had read the Eulogistic Prayer, and as me I ended her it whispered,
with a glance of the perfect peace, 'Closed the book, dear I need study anybody
more; I have hoped and I have believed, I will now know; and so it went
happily street to meet his/her person in love after attends him patient."
The sigh of the wind was the only sound up to which you/he/she has broken the silence