Swiftly they crossed the halls, and found a light shining through the
partly open door of the memorial chamber. A candle burned low under the
portrait over the mantel, and Hector, with his head thrown back against
his mistress's knee, howled feebly. She sat in her husband's easy chair,
her head pillowed on his dressing gown, where a fresh Cape jasmine
gleamed, and over her lap flowed the yellowed lace of Marcia's
christening robe, half hiding the baby shoes of white kid. She had laid
one hand on the Confederate uniform folded on the couch beside her
chair, and about the long, white fingers of the other were wrapped
strands of vivid red seed-coral--the necklace and bracelets of her only
child. Stern lines and shadows of sorrow had faded forever from the
frozen face, where eternal peace set its blessed seal, and in the wide
eyes fixed on her husband's portrait was the rapt expression that comes
only with the lifting of the veil as the soul drifts through its windows
of flesh. The icy shiver that runs across the world when day dawns grew
into a windy gust from the west, extinguishing the fluttering candle
flame and blowing the lace curtains out eastward like white sails
bearing away the happy spirit to crystal seas. At the edge of the sky,
where the morning star burned, a thread of orange glowed in the soft
pearl grey of the new day, and only the crowing of the game cocks from
their cedar thicket broke the silence that death consecrates.
CHAPTER IV
Were it possible to probe the recesses of cerebration by some
psychological process as searching as the Roentgen ray, many strange
beliefs would be dragged from secret chambers sedulously guarded, where
mental fetiches are worshipped. Those who knew Eliza Mitchell well
considered her a very pretty, dignified, reticent young widow, who won
respect by her adherence to mourning garments--never laid aside after
her husband's death; but her rigid observance of the strictest phase of
Methodist discipline presented a certain austerity of character that
appeared to rebuke quietly even the members of her own denomination who
indulged in "the putting on of gold and costly apparel, and taking such
diversions" as aforetime were considered appanages of the "flesh and the
devil."
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