The Lost Lady of LoneSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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The Lost Lady of Lone
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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As soon as the benediction had been pronounced, the abbess arose from her
seat in the choir, drew the arm of her still feeble guest within her own,
and, followed by her nuns, walking slowly in pairs, left the choir.
She took Salome to the door of her room in perfect silence, and would
have left her there but that the girl stopped her by saying:
"Holy mother, I wish to speak to you, if you can give me a few minutes,
before we go to the refectory."
"Surely, my daughter," answered the abbess, kindly, as she followed her
guest into the chamber.
"Sit down in the easy-chair, good mother," said Salome, drawing the soft,
white-cushioned seat toward her.
"No, sit you there, poor child," answered the abbess, taking her guest
kindly and seating her in the easy-chair. "I shall be well enough here,"
she added, as she sat down on one of the painted, wooden seats. "Now,
tell me what you wish to say, daughter," she concluded.
"Dear mother, I have been very deeply interested in Father F. this
morning."
"You should be interested in the message only, not in the messenger, my
child," gravely replied the elder lady.
"In the message alone I believe I was most concerned; but the message was
most eloquently delivered by the messenger," said Salome, as her pale
cheeks flushed.
"Well, my daughter, go on in what you were about to say."
"Holy mother, that message, so earnestly spoken, has moved me to greater
diligence in what I have purposed to do. You know that I have intended to
take the vail in this convent, and devote my life and my fortune to
good works."
"Yes, my child, I know that such has been your pious purpose. What then?"
"I wish to use all diligence in carrying out that purpose. I wish to
enter upon my novitiate immediately."
"My good daughter, far be it from me to throw any stumbling-block in the
way of such praise-worthy intentions; but the strict rules of our order
require that a postulant should remain in the convent twelve calendar
months, to test her vocation, before she is suffered to bind herself by
any vows," said the abbess, very gravely.
"As if _my_ vocation had not been sufficiently tested," sighed
Salome.
"It may have been so, my daughter. This probation may not be necessary in
your case, yet we can make no exception to our rules even in your favor.
You will, therefore, if you wish, remain with us for one year, unfettered
by any vows. At the end of this year of probation, if you shall still
desire to do so, you may be permitted to take the white vail and commence
your novitiate. In the meantime you need not, and ought not, to be idle.
You may be as zealous and diligent in good works while a postulant as you
possibly could be as a white-vailed novice or a black-vailed nun."
"Show me how I may be so, holy mother, and I will bless you," exclaimed
Salome.
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