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unholy temper； by un…Christ…like behaviour！〃
The strong and healthy wept and groaned aloud； but she they sorrowed for was all celestial bliss。 In her lifetime she had her ups and downs of religious fervour； was not without feverish heats； and cold misgivings and depression； but all these fled at that dread hour when the wicked are a prey to dark misgivings； or escape into apathy。 This timid girl that would have screamed at a scratch； met the King of Terrors with smiles and triumph。 For her the grave was Jordan； and death was but the iron gate of life everlasting。 _Mors janua vitae。_ Yet once or twice she took herself to task： but only to show she knew what the All…Pure had forgiven her。 〃I often was wanting in humility；〃 she said； 〃I almost think that if I were to be sent back again into this world of sin and sorrow I am leaving behind； I should grow a little in humility； for I know the ripe Christian is like the ripe corn； holds his head lower than when he was green； and the grave it seems to be ripening me。 But what does it matter？ since He who died for me is content to take me as I am。 Come quickly； Lord Jesus； oh； come quickly！ Relieve Thy servant from the burden of the flesh； and of the sins and foibles that cling to it and keep her these many years from Thee。〃
This prayer was granted； the body failed more and more； she could not swallow even a drop of wine； she could not even praise her Redeemer； that is to say； she could not speak。 Yet she lay and triumphed。 With hands put together in prayer； and eyes full of praise and joy unspeakable； she climbed fast to God。 While she so mounted in the spirit； her breath came at intervals unusually long； and all were sent for to see Death conquer the body and be conquered by the soul。
At last； after an unnaturally long interval； she drew a breath like a sigh。 They waited for another； waited； waited in vain。
She had calmly ceased to live。
The old doctor laid down her hand reverently； and said 〃She is with us no more。〃 Then with many tears； 〃Oh； may we all meet where she is now； and may I go to her the first。〃
Richard Hardie was led from the room in a stupor。
Immediately after death all the disfiguring effect of pain retired； and the happy soul seemed to have stamped its own celestial rapture on the countenance at the moment of leaving it； a rapture so wonderful； so divine； so more than mortal calm； irradiated the dead face。 The good Christians she left behind her looked on and feared to weep； lest they should offend Him； who had taken her to Himself； and set a visible seal upon the house of clay that had held her。 〃Oh； mamma；〃 cried Julia with fervour； 〃look！ look！ Can we； dare we； wish that angel back to this world of misery and sin？〃 And it was some hours before she cooled； and began to hang on Edward's neck and weep his loss and hers； as weep we mortals must； though the angels of Heaven are rejoicing。
Thus died in the flower of her youth； and by what we call a violent death； the one child Richard Hardie loved； member of a religious party whose diction now and then offends one to the soul： but the root of the matter is in them； allowance made for those passions； foibles； and infirmities of the flesh； even you and I are not entirely free from； they live fearing God； and die loving Him。
There was an inquest next day； followed in due course by a public trial of James Maxley。 But these are matters which； though rather curious and interesting； must be omitted； or touched hereafter and briefly。
The effect of Jane's death on Richard Hardie was deplorable。 He saw the hand of Heaven； but did not bow to it： so it filled him with rage； rebellion； and despair。 He got his daughter away and hid himself in the room with her； scarce stirring out by night or day。 He spoke to no one； he shunned the Dodds： he hated them。 He said it was through visiting their house she had met her death； and at their door。 He would not let himself see it was he who had sent her there with his lie。 He loathed Alfred； calling him the cause of all。
He asked nobody to the funeral： and； when Edward begged permission to come； he gave a snarl like a wild beast and went raging from him。 But Edward would go： and at the graveside pitying Heaven relieved the young fellow's choking heart with tears。 But no such dew came to that parched old man； who stood on its other side like the withered Archangel； his eyes gloomy and wild； his white cheek ploughed deep with care and crime and anguish； his lofty figure bowed by his long warfare； his soul burning and sickening by turns； with hatred and rebellion； with desolation and despair。
He went home and made his will； for he felt life hang on him like lead； and that any moment he might kill himself to be rid of it。 Strange to say； he left a sum of money to Edward Dodd。 A moment before； he didn't know he was going to do it： a moment after； he was half surprised he had done it； and minded to undo it； but would not take the trouble。 He went up to London； and dashed into speculation as some in their despair take to drink。 For this man had but two passions； avarice； and his love for his daughter。 Bereaved of her； he must either die； or live for gain。 He sought the very cave of Mammon； he plunged into the Stock Exchange。
When Mr。 Hardie said； 〃Alfred can't come； it seems；〃 Mrs。 Dodd misunderstood him； naturally enough。 She thought the heartless young man had sent some excuse： had chosen to let his sister die neglected rather than face Julia： 〃As if she would leave her own room while _he_ was in my house；〃 said Mrs。 Dodd； with sovereign contempt。 From this moment she conceived a horror of the young man。 Edward shared it fully； and the pair always spoke of him under the title of 〃the Wretch：〃 this was when Julia was not by。 In her presence he was never mentioned。 By this means she would in time forget him； or else see him as they saw him。
And as； after all； they knew little to Mr。 Hardie's disadvantage； except what had come out of 〃the Wretch's〃 mouth； and as moreover their hearts were softened towards the father by his bereavement； and their sight of his misery； and also by his grateful words； they quite acquitted him of having robbed them； and felt sure the fourteen thousand pounds was at the bottom of the sea。
They were a little surprised that Mr。 Hardie never spoke nor wrote to them again； but being high…minded and sweet tempered； they set it down to all…absorbing grief； and would not feel sore about it。
And now they must leave the little villa where they had been so happy and so unhappy。
The scanty furniture went first； Mrs。 Dodd followed； and arranged it in their apartments。 Julia would stay behind to comfort Edward； inconsolable herself。 The auction came off。 Most of the things went for cruelly little money compared to their value： and with the balance the sad young pair came up to London； and were clasped in their mother's arms。 The tears were in her tender eyes。 〃It is a poor place to receive my treasures；〃 she said： Edward looked round astonished： 〃It was a poor place；〃 said he； 〃but you have made a little palace of it； somehow or another。〃
〃My children's love can alone do that；〃 replied Mrs。 Dodd； kissing them both again。
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