Harriet Beecher Stowe

“ I am as a monster unto many; but thou art my strong refuge."
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In a moment the angel touched her. "My sister," he said, "be of good cheer. Christ will be here to-morrow."
She started up, with her hands clasped, her eyes bright, her whole form dilated, as she seemed to look into the heavens, and said with rapture:
"Come, Lord, and judge me; for Thou knowest me altogether. Come, Son of man; in Thee have I trusted; let me never be confounded. Oh, for the judgment-seat of Christ!"
Again I stood in a brilliant room, full of luxuries. ”

“ It puts a stop to everything I know anything about."
"Oh, John!" said the woman, turning towards him a face pale and fervent, and clasping her hands, "how can you say so?"
And as she spoke, I could see breaking out above her head a tremulous light, like that above the brow of an angel.
"Well, Mary, it's the truth. [14] I don't care if I say it. I don't want to meet—well I wish He would put it off! What does He want of me? I'd be willing to make over—well, three millions to found an hospital, if He'd be satisfied and let me go on. Yes, I'd give three millions—to buy off from to-morrow." ”

“ Mother promised she would make a fire when she came in, if that man would pay her." "What a bad man he is!" said [17] the oldest boy; "he never pays mother if he can help it."
Just then the door opened, and a pale, thin woman came in, laden with packages.
She laid all down, and came to her children's bed, clasping her hands in rapture.
"Joy, joy, children! Oh, joy, joy! Christ is coming! He will be here to-morrow." ”