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And I opened the window, let the spring air gently move her hair for one
moment, and then shut it again. Connie breathed deep, and said after a
little pause,--
"I had no idea how delightful it was. To think that I have been in the way
of breathing that every moment for so many years and never thought about
it!"
"It is not always just like that in this climate. But I ought not to have
made that remark when I wanted to make this other: that I suspect we shall
find some day that the loss of the human paradise consists chiefly in the
closing of the human eyes; that at least far more of it than people think
remains about us still, only we are so filled with foolish desires and evil
cares, that we cannot see or hear, cannot even smell or taste the pleasant
things round about us. We have need to pray in regard to the right
receiving of the things of the senses even, 'Lord, open thou our hearts to
understand thy word;' for each of these things is as certainly a word of
God as Jesus is the Word of God. He has made nothing in vain. All is for
our teaching. Shall I tell you what such a breath of fresh air makes me
think of?"
"It comes to me," said Connie, "like forgiveness when I was a little girl
and was naughty.
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