Christian Science -- Fiction; People with disabilities -- Fiction
But Carolina was uneasy. She could not forget the look that Moultrie La
Grange shot at her, when Bob said, "After you have once loved a girl
like Carolina, how would you like to be told to take up with anybody
else?"
She knew the time was approaching when he would ask his question over
again, and she was not prepared yet to give an answer. She was sure he
was on the right track, but she was not sure that he would persevere.
The chill of autumn always manifests itself in November days in South
Carolina after the sun goes down, and when the guests repaired to the
library, they found a great log fire, the size of which they had never
seen before. For weeks Carolina’s servants had scoured the woods for a
backlog of sufficient girth to please their mistress, but it was ’Polyte
who finally secured the prize.
Around this glorious fire they all gathered, and something of the way
Guilford had been restored, as well as the gentle tranquillity of the
twilight hour, crept into their hearts and tinged the conversation with
an intimacy which years of ordinary social intercourse could not have
accomplished. Christian Scientists all over the world will recognize
this as a fact peculiar to themselves. If church-member meets
church-member of any other denomination, they are forced to become
acquainted as is usual in society, because there is no unanimity of
thought, and each is bound for his or her particular goal by independent
and widely diverse routes. But in Christian Science instantaneous
intimacies are possible, because it is the one religion which requires
comparative unanimity of thought, and all are travelling in the
identical path which leads to the ultimate perfection of harmony.
Thus, with no other light than the firelight and with no further
introduction to the dear people of the Southland, than that they were
either Christian Scientists or Carolina’s beloved kinfolk, no one was
surprised when Doctor Colfax said:
"You showed no astonishment this morning, Miss Carolina, when you saw me
among the guests Mr. Howard was bringing to your beautiful
house-warming. And as I know the type of your mind, I know that you
will ask no questions. Therefore, I owe it to you to tell you, and
believe me, I am delighted to include your friends.
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