Grand'mere St. Pierre, who has been
fifty years an Ursuline, and has now the visions which are promised
to the old in the latter days, tells me that in heaven those who
love God and one another grow ever more youthful; the older the more
beautiful! Is not that better than the philosophers teach, Pierre?"
He drew her closer, and Amelie permitted him to impress a kiss on
each eyelid as she closed it; suddenly she started up.
"Pierre," said she, "you said you were a soldier and so practical.
I feel shame to myself for being so imaginative and so silly. I too
would be practical if I knew how. This was to be a day of business
with us, was it not, Pierre?"
"And is it not a day of business, Amelie? or are we spending it like
holiday children, wholly on pleasure? But after all, love is the
business of life, and life is the business of eternity,--we are
transacting it to-day, Amelie! I never was so seriously engaged as
at this moment, nor you either, darling; tell the truth!"
Amelie pressed her hands in his. "Never, Pierre, and yet I cannot
see the old brown woods of Belmont rising yonder upon the slopes of
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