Children of Storm by Ida Alexa Ross Wylie (9781150546150)
Children of Storm (Book)
Ida Alexa Ross Wylie Release Date: 20 December 2009 Format: Paperback Pages: 228 Publisher: General Books ISBN: 9781150546150 ISBN-10: 1150546158
General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1920 Original Publisher: John Lane Company Subjects: Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Literary Criticism / Medieval Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER III IT'S THE awakening from a bad dream," the Honourable Mrs. Seton said in her soft voice. "There is no reality in it. The only reality is the spirit and nothing spiritual can be evil. Suffering and sorrow are just phantoms that one must work against with all the strength of one's soul -- as we have worked. Then they vanish." She made a little gesture with one of her beautiful hands and the movement encircled her in peace. The firelight that threw its reflection on her delicate, faded face, and the shadows of the room that framed her massively so that she seemed by contrast the more exquisite, schemed together to bear her witness. But her husband, who stood by the window listening to the muffled roar of rejoicing in the distant streets, turned towards her, with intention of protesting stoutly. "If it's been a bad dream it's our brave men who have awakened us," or some other equally patriotic and practical platitude trembled on the tip of his tongue. All he said, in effect, was -- "There may be something in your idea, Ann, though I don't profess to understand a word of it." He came over to her side and touched her affectionately and almost cautiously as though he were afraid of hurting her. It was always like that. At the bottom of his soul he distrusted and disliked his wife's faith. It was newiangled, unorthodox, perhaps revolutionary. It seemed to deny, or at any rate disparage, the foundations on which her world was built. It even made him doub...