Various. The Continental Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 4, October, 1863
THE FREEDOM OF THE PRESS
THE BROTHERS
UNUTTERED
WILLIAM LILLY, ASTROLOGER
JEFFERSON DAVIS—REPUDIATION, RECOGNITION, AND SLAVERY
DIARY OF FRANCES KRASINSKA
MAIDEN'S DREAMING
THIRTY DAYS WITH THE SEVENTY-FIRST REGIMENT
REASON, RHYME, AND RHYTHM
CHAPTER VI.—TRUTH AND LOVE
TO A MOUSE
CURRENCY AND THE NATIONAL FINANCES
OCTOBER AFTERNOON IN THE HIGHLANDS
THE ISLE OF SPRINGS
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
THE RESTORATION OF THE UNION
WAS HE SUCCESSFUL?
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
AMERICAN FINANCES AND RESOURCES
VOICELESS SINGERS
A DETECTIVE'S STORY
LITERARY NOTICES
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The Creator still loved and guarded the earth, although its children had departed from their early obedience. In evidence of His care, He sent, from time to time, gifted spirits among men to aid them in developing and elevating the souls so fallen from their primal innocence. These spirits He clad in sensuous bodies, that they might be prepared to enter the far country of Human Life. Earth was rapidly falling under the merciless rule of a hopeless and crushing materialism, when He determined upon sending among men, Anselm, the saint; Angelo, the tone artist; Zophiel, the poet; and Jemschid, the painter. The spirits murmured not, although they knew they were to relinquish their heaven life for that torment of perpetual struggle which the forbidden knowledge of Good and Evil has entailed upon all incarcerated in a human form.
For self-abnegation is the law of heaven!
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'Parting! there is no parting for those whom God has joined. His ties are for eternity. The Merciful parts not those whom He has made for each other. Even if we must chant the Miserere here, together will we chant the Gloria before the throne of our Creator. Ah, Angelo, do you not feel that but one life throbs in our two hearts? Parting and Death are only seeming!'
Thus sped time on until midnight was upon the earth. The little group were still together; mystic thoughts and previsions were upon them. Zophiel read at intervals weird passages from the Book of Life; Jemschid touched, now and then, the face of the Madonna, and some unwonted spirit of sorrow brooded over the harp of Angelo.