Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
In a few days Paul came, bringing as he always did loving greeting.
He was not insensible to the fact that it was a pleasant thing to
have such comfortable headquarters, and a pretty creature ready to
minister to him, glad to obey his slightest nod, for Juana, spirited
maiden though she was, had found in Paul her master, bending her head
meekly to the reins that were not always silken, or guided by a gentle
hand; consequently her married life had flowed on without a ripple
of discord, and thus far conscience had put in no parleying voice.
Why would she not gladly please and obey him? Was not her Paul the
embodiment of manly beauty, grace and goodness?
"My love doth so approve him, that even his stubbornness, his checks
and frowns have grace and favor in them," was the honest feeling of
this deluded soul.
It was pitiful to see her childlike trust thrown back upon itself when
she first told Paul the glad secret that she had been keeping for
him, pouring out with sweet enthusiasm the story of her struggles and
triumphs. Paul sat like a stone giving no word or sign of sympathy, but
as she went on pledging undying faith and love to her new master, he
grew darkly angry, and then, when eager to justify herself and convince
him, she placed in his hands her Bible, saying, "Do, dear Paul, read
about the wonderful Christ Jesus for yourself; you will see it is all
true," he dashed the book from him and strode out of the room.
Juana picked it up with a low cry of pain and a tender clasping of it
to her heart, as if it had been human and was hurt, too.
The young husband would have been jealous indeed, could he have seen
her hasten to her chamber, and tell all her sorrows in another ear than
his own.
He waited sullenly for Juana to come to him with penitential tears, and
promises that she would certainly abjure any faith that did not meet
his perfect approval. He waited in vain, though, and was not a little
puzzled by the gentle sad dignity of her manner. He finally resolved
to treat the whole affair as a bit of childish nonsense, and little by
little in the gayeties that should surround her, she would forget her
new whims.
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