But it was in vain that I rubbed my eyes;
I could not wake up to a different reality.
It was late when I got home from my round of calls, and found tea
awaiting my arrival.
"Any one been here?" I asked--my usual question.
"No one.' The answer pleased me for I had many things on my mind,
and I wished to have a good long evening with my wife. Baby Mary and
Louis were asleep: but we had the sweet, gentle face of Agnes, our
first born, to brighten the meal-time. After she was in dream-land,
guarded by the loving angels who watch with children in sleep, and
Constance was through with her household cares for the evening, I
came into the sitting-room from my office, and taking the large
rocking-chair, leaned my head back, mind and body enjoying a sense
of rest and comfort.
"You are not the only one," said my wife, looking up from the basket
of work through which she had been searching for some article, "who
noticed lights in the Allen House last evening."
"Who else saw them?" I asked.
"Mrs. Dean says she heard two or three people say that the house was
lit up all over--a perfect illumination.
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