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Mercy Philbrick’s Choice

CHAPTER VIII
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On the contrary, it seemed to be the very thing which cleared the atmosphere of his whole life, and renewed his vigor and energy.

He rose up from the terrible grief more majestic than ever, as some grand old tree, whose young shoots and branches have been torn away by fierce storms, seems to lift its head higher than before, and to tower in its stripped loneliness above all its fellows.

All the loving fatherhood of his nature was spent now on the young people of his town; and, by young people, I mean all between the ages of four and twenty.
There was hardly a baby that did not know Parson Dorrance, and stretch out its arms to him; there was hardly a young man or a young woman who did not go to him with troubles or perplexities.

You met him, one day, drawing a huge sledful of children on the snow; another day, walking in the centre of a group of young men and maidens, teaching them as he walked.

They all loved him as a comrade, and reverenced him as a teacher.


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