Any of the faculty would, he said, for one of the 'true chivalry of
1878.' And he was so excited about the Magnum Bonum."
"Do you think you and he can bear to crown our great thanksgiving
feast?"
"My dear, my heart is all one thanksgiving!"
"Cecil's rejoicing is quite as much for Jock's sake as over his boy.
He told me how they had been pledged as brothers in arms, and traces
all that is best in himself to those days at Engelberg."
"Yes, that night on the mountain was the great starting-point, thanks
to dear little Armine."
"I am writing to him and to Allen," said Barbara from a corner.
"My love a thousand times, and we will meet at home!"
"Then our joy will not feel incongruous to you?" said Mrs. Evelyn.
"No, I am too thankful for what I know of my poor Janet. She is mine
now as she never was since she was a baby in my arms. I scarcely
grieve, for happiness was over for her, and hers was a noble death.
They have placed her name in the memorial tablet in Abville Church,
to those who laid down their lives for their brethren there. I
begged it might be, 'Janet Hermann, daughter of Joseph Brownlow'-—for
I thank God she died worthy of her father. In all ways I can say of
this journey, my children were dead and are alive again, were lost
and are found.
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