Treasured Brides Collection by Grace Livingston Hill

Author:Grace Livingston Hill [Hill, Grace Livingston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-63058-518-1
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2014-07-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Mrs. Martin went down to the verge of the grave and lingered for weeks, merging into months, but at last, slowly, gradually, so gradually that they could hardly be sure from day to day whether it was true or not, she began to creep back to them again. To take a little interest in their coming back and forth to her room, tiptoeing in with bated breath to watch her quiet face upon the pillow; to open her eyes and smile; to lift her head one morning for a flower that Euphemia brought in, and then to ask after the baby and want to see him.

Eleanor had not come home. They had not told her how ill her mother was. The doctor said it would not do for her to have the excitement of Eleanor’s coming.

Eleanor was “doing” the West in a wildly exciting wedding trip with all the accessories that money could provide. She wrote brief, breezy occasional postals home, saying very little and conveying less. Euphemia seemed to feel an undertone of discontent even yet, and wondered, but there was little time to think of Eleanor.

Her mother was coming back to them, from the grave, and Euphemia’s heart was full of deep, sweet joy. God had heard her prayer. Almost with awe she gave thanks. It seemed that she had come very close to Christ during her time of trial and was coming to trust Him more and more restfully.

The day that her mother was first able to sit up for a little while was like a grand holiday. Father came home and sat with her and brought roses! The kind he used to bring Mother when he was courting her. And Euphemia noticed with another thrill of joy that the worn look was passing from his face, and his tired eyes were lit with new hope.

“Well,” he said, after he had sat for a while holding his wife’s hand and looking at her hungrily. “Mother, I guess it won’t do you any harm to know we’re going to pull through in the business now.”

“Really?” said Euphemia, springing softly up and coming to lay her hand on her father’s shoulder.

“Yes, we signed the big contract today. We get it all, and it means that by this time next year, we’ll be entirely out of the hole. We are practically now, only the money won’t all come in at once. But we’re standing on firm ground at last, thank God. And Euphemia, little daughter,” he added, turning to the girl, “it’s partly due to you. There was a time just after Mother took sick when I thought I couldn’t weather it. And then you took hold and lifted burden after burden from my shoulders. And you stayed at home from college, and saved all that expense, and cut down the expenses here at home, and saved Mother for me. Little girl, I never can tell you what you have been to me, to your mother, to John, and to the baby and all of us! You are a daughter such as no father and mother ever had before.

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