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Show AN EASTER VISION J It w as Kiu.trr Hiituluy. The si reels wuro thronged with well duishscd people peo-ple on their way In church, and the spring air was full of the Joyous sound of bells. "What a hollow mockery!" thought one sad fuced woman ns she stood amid Hie worshipers In Hie crowded tiansept. The priest stretched out his bauds Inward the kneeling Hoi k and auokn of Hie butterfly and the chrysalis, the marvel of revivllled and lilimmiiulng earth. Yet his words were im lining-less, lining-less, cold nnd empty In tlie enrs of the sad. hlnek robed woman who sought In vain tor consolutlnn. Wen- they Indeed those mutisliuis of God of which the rector spoke? Had these people foiin.i them? Why, then, were tney barred to her? Ah, In her bitterness, she doubted If she really cared for such Joys. All she yearned for was tho one tender, human smile which uoy told her was forever banished. Her heart rose up In a apaxm of rebellion. It could not be true that anything so good was Irrevocably gone. "Christ Is risen la risen from tho dead!" snug the choir; but the sad and lonely woman turned and left the cnurch. That afternoon she wullied along country roads, through tun delicious oiiois of tho spring filled air. As she trod the brown meadows the sky was aglow with the dulling gold of tie sunshine and the wind bore to her the scent of fresh hyacinths. Htlll she wandered on. unheeding, absorbed In t lis bitterness of her own heart, until ahe saw heforo her a counliy churchyard, where a woman, black rohed, llko herself, bent lobbing above a new-made grave. Hr. -n by ome Intangible chord of sympathy, she walked over to where the other i.neeled at tho tomb. "It Is Kaater," said tho lecoinl woman, mechanically lining her heavy eyes, "and he la dead." A sudden comprehension cume to her glance: ahe reached out her hand and touched the stranger's gown. "You understand!' ahe cried. "You too " "Yes, 1 understand." answered tho first woman, monotonously. "Your story la also mine. Ho la dead." "They are gone from ua forever," cried tho woman at the grave, with a burst of wild weeping. "Ah, fur one sign of tmtuoriu,..y, for onu hope, one drenm Inat It la not forever tnut they hut sleep to live again!" And then for both ihese sorrowing souls was wrouL-hl a mlrucle! I.lfe, for the Instant, threw uslile Its mask of death and revealed iiself In rs serene majesty of reality. The sky bcrumo more vivid and opaline; (be wind blew moro frcH ily, beurlng u otiFund scents; hepatic as were blooming at their feet; a bird snared. Billing, from the ground. Kor the moment they seemed to feel thu swirl of tho earth on Its axis, the sturs revolving in their spheres, the mlg.ity heave of tno gnat means of life-, und knew that thero was nothing In lime nor spare nor existence, exist-ence, but chnnge, motion and vitality. .n Hint one brief moment they frit and knew tho presence of their dead Infinitely near and comforting, and were assured beyond all dmiht that there whs The freer step, the fuller breath, the wldo horizon's grander view. The sense of life that t.nows no death, tho Ufa that makcth all things new. And then the vision panned, the scales fell upon nelr eyes, their curs once more grew dull. And yet Us memory remained. They stood together to-gether In tho wurid, as they had known It, alone: but nevermore desolate |