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"He was so loving, so careful of us, so afraid that anything should trouble us, that for months I couldn't think of him, even in heaven, as anything but worried. But now it seems just as if we were over the hardest time and could learn to live here in Beulah; and so he must be comforted if he can see us or think about us at all;  don't you feel like that, mother?" HE WAS SO LOVING SO CAREFUL OF US SO AFRAID THAT ANYTHING SHOULD TROUBLE US THAT FOR MONTHS I COULDN'T THINK OF HIM EVEN IN HEAVEN AS ANYTHING BUT WORRIED BUT NOW IT SEEMS JUST AS IF WE WERE OVER THE HARDEST TIME AND COULD LEARN TO LIVE HERE IN BEULAH AND SO HE MUST BE COMFORTED IF HE CAN SEE US OR THINK ABOUT US AT ALL DON'T YOU FEEL LIKE THAT MOTHER
ght, with the soft air and the elms all feathered out, and the new moon!" "Was it ever so green before?" Nancy wondered, leaning over the window-sill by her mother's side. "Were the trees ever so lace-y? Was any river ever so clear, or any moon so yellow? I am so sorry for the city people tonight! Sometimes I think it can't be so beautiful here as it looks, mother. Sometimes I wonder if part of the beauty isn't inside of us!" said Nancy. "Part of all beauty is in the eyes that look at, it," her mother answered. "And I've been reading Mrs. Harmon's new reference Bible," Nancy continued, "and here is what it says about Beulah." She held the paper to the waning light and read: "_Thou shalt no more be termed Forsaken, neither shall thy land any more be termed Desolate ... but it shall be called Beulah, for the Lord delighteth in thee_. "I think father would be comforted if he could see us all in the Yellow House at Beulah!" Nancy went on softly as the two leaned out of the window together. R HER MOTHER SAID ISN'T EVERYTHING SWEET TO NIGHT WITH THE SOFT AIR AND THE ELMS ALL FEATHERED OUT AND THE NEW MOON WAS IT EVER SO GREEN BEFORE NANCY WONDERED LEANING OVER THE WINDOW SILL BY HER MOTHER'S SIDE WERE THE TREES EVER SO LACY WAS ANY RIVER EVER SO CLEAR OR ANY MOON SO YELLOW I AM SO SORRY FOR THE CITY PEOPLE TONIGHT SOMETIMES I THINK IT CAN'T BE SO BEAUTIFUL HERE AS IT LOOKS MOTHER SOMETIMES I WONDER IF PART OF THE BEAUTY ISN'T INSIDE OF US SAID NANCY PART OF ALL BEAUTY IS IN THE EYES THAT LOOK AT IT HER MOTHER ANSWERED AND I'VE BEEN READING MISSUS HARMON'S NEW REFERENCE BIBLE NANCY CONTINUED AND HERE IS WHAT IT SAYS ABOUT BEULAH SHE HELD THE PAPER TO THE WANING LIGHT AND READ THOU SHALT NO MORE BE TERMED FORSAKEN NEITHER SHALL THY LAND ANY MORE BE TERMED DESOLATE BUT IT SHALL BE CALLED BEULAH FOR THE LORD DELIGHTETH IN THEE I THINK FATHER WOULD BE COMFORTED IF HE COULD SEE US ALL IN THE YELLOW HOUSE AT BEULAH NANCY WENT ON SOFTLY AS THE TWO LEANED OUT OF THE WINDOW TOGETHER
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