The Yankee Champion — page 104: what you’re looking at

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THE YANKEE CHAMPION, fant Ny! “Oh, Helen, Helen, may God bless you!”’ ejacu- lated Gideon, as he threw his arms around his sis- ter’s neck and kissed her. Then he drew his chair to her side, and taking her hand in his own, he continued, in a low, meaning tone: — 3 ‘The load that hes now upon my heart cannot be removed so long as this roof covers me. To see you happy would give me joy, but even that boon is not left me.”’ ae “I will try and be happy, Gideon?” ‘And thus make yourself the moré*miserable and unhappy. No, no, Helen—there is no happiness for either of us beneath this roof. As well might a lamb rest in peace within the den of a wolf. Thisisa traitor’s home, and its very atmosphere hangs about my soul with a leaden weight. This house is a foul blot upon the soil that gave us birth. It is like a bear’s den in a husbandman’s pasture.’’ Helen’s hand trembled, but she made no reply to her brother’s remarks. Fi me ah Me a . t Une wan “we i Ae oe 5 ‘““Helen,’’ he continued, in a half-hushed whisper, “‘do you love Silas Ryan?’’ The blind girl conveyed her left hand to her brow, and a painful struggle went on in her bosom. ‘Do you remember that command of the Lord that you have read to me from the Bible?’’ she asked, at length. ‘What is it?” | “Wherein we are commanded to love and honor our parents.” “Ay, l remember it; but do you suppose God meant that we should honor wicked parents?” “Their wickedness makes them no less our pa- rents.”’ ; . Eomiicboo cS co