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Ny mortal can be on this earth. With all their inventions there ain't
nobody discovered how to make spiritual photographs yet, or I would have
the picture of _her_ character in all the windows of the land. 'Twould
do more good than miles of tracts. I agree with Paul that livin'
epistles make the best readin' an' it don't seem fittin' that she should
be shut up in this little place where only a few of us have the right
kind of spectacles to see her through. Most of the folks just allow it's
Mis' Everidge's way, and would as soon think of tryin' to imitate her as
a tadpole would a star." "But we are to imitate Christ," said Evadne.
"'Course, child! But it's dredful comfortin' to have a human life in
front of us to show us that is possible. Lots of times when life looks
like a long seam an' the sewin' pricks my fingers, a new light falls on
this picture, and I sez to myself, 'Penel,' says I, 'look at Marthe
Everidge. The Lord has made you both out of the same material. There
ain't no reason why she should be always gettin' nearer heaven and you
goin' back to earth. She has difficulties and worriments, same as you
have, but if she can make every trial into a new rung for the ladder on
which she is mountin' up to God, there ain't no reason why you should
make a gravestone out of yours to bury yourself under; and so I start on
with a new courage, an' when we get to the end of the journey, I'll not
be the only one who'll have to thank Marthe Everidge for showin' the
way." Evadne's eyes shone. "You make me feel," she cried, "as if I would
rather live a beautiful life than do the most magnificent thing in the
world!" "That's a safe feelin' to tie to," said Penelope with an
approving smile; "for character is the only thing we've got to carry
with us when we go." "Well," she continued, "I must be goin'. I did
think I'd be forehanded in callin', but mother's been dredful wakeful
lately, and when daylight comes, it don't seem as if I had the ambition
of a snail. She don't like to be left alone for a minit, mother don't,
so it's a bit of a puzzle to keep up with society." She laughed cheerily
as she held out her hand. "Well, I'm dredful pleased to have met you.
I'll be more than glad to have you come in whenever you're down our
way." Evadne watched her as she walked briskly along the road. "She is
not