11/11 If he ever wounds you by suspicion and jealousy, bear all, and forgive all, for the sake of his exceeding love,--for my sake, Gabriella, and for the sake of the dear Redeemer who died for love of you." Dear, lovely, angelic Edith! noble, inestimable Mrs.Linwood!--dearly beloved home of my orphan years,--grave of my mother, farewell! Farewell!--the bride of Ernest must not, cannot weep.. |