From the departure of the commissioners, she had been convinced that
she was hovering as it were on the confines of life and immortality.
Happy and calm herself, she had labored to render calm and happy the
little group of friends--for domestics when faithful, are friends--who
still preserved their allegiance. She craved no more the wanderings in
the green-wood; she had even refused to join in her once-loved sports
of field and forest, which, denied to her when she would have grasped
the boon, were freely proffered now, as though her enemies, with a
far-reaching malignity that would stretch its arm beyond the grave,
had wished to reawaken in her bosom that love for things of this life
which had sunk to sleep, and to sharpen the bitterness of death by the
added tortures of regret. If such, indeed, were their intentions--and
who shall presume to judge?--their barbarity was frustrated; and if
they indeed envied their poor victim the miserable consolation of
passing cheerfully and in peace from the sphere of her sorrows, we may
be assured that the frustration of their wicked views was sufficient
punishment to them while here, and none can even dare to conjecture
what will be their doom hereafter.
This night had brought at length the balm to all her cares--the
restless eagerness to be assured of that which was to come was
over--the goal was reached, the gates were half-unclosed, and, to
her enthusiastic and poetical imagination, the hymns and harpings of
expectant seraphs seemed to pour in their soothing chimes, whispering
of peace, pardon, and beatitude for evermore between the parted
portals. With a bigotry, which in these days of universal toleration
it is equally difficult to conceive or to condemn sufficiently, it was
denied to the departing sinner--for who that is most perfect here is
other than a sinner--to enjoy the consolations of a priest of her own
persuasion. A firm and conscientious, though not a bigoted catholic, it
was a cruelty of the worst and most outrageous nature, to deny her that
which she deemed of the highest importance to her eternal welfare, and
which they could not deem prejudicial, without being themselves victims
of a superstition so slavish as to disprove their participation in a
faith which boasts itself no less a religion of freedom than of truth.
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