Lillian Frances Mentor

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Lillian Frances Mentor The Day of Resis (1897)

On they rushed, the elephant keeping up the mad pace before the wind. One moment it would be as black as Erebus; the next the lightning’s glare would break through the dirt filled atmosphere. It was a seething mass, a hurricane sweeping all before it; twisting trees from their roots or snapping their huge trunks like straws; sucking up great quantities of water as it crossed inlets of the lake; picking up in its mighty grasp cows, sheep, deer, zebra and all other animals excepting the huge elephants, whose great weight kept them from being carried from earth.
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Lillian Frances Mentor The Day of Resis (1897)

She had nearly reached this when Onrai stepped forward and almost in a whisper, said:
“Enola, wait; wait; let me think; let me think; my brain is whirling; I cannot see all clearly yet; but it is growing brighter. Oh, Enola, forgive, forgive me. I cannot now tell you the great sin which I thought was your making, but which I can now see was all my own. The laws of the Land of On are stringent on this point, and if I should give up to the temptation I would be killed. To be killed for sinning means not only the death of the body, but the everlasting torture of the soul.
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Lillian Frances Mentor The Day of Resis (1897)

But have not my attentions to Enola been honorable? Do you think that I, the King of the Land of On, chosen by the people because they knew that I was pure of mind, do you think that I could so far forget my natural traits or early teachings, as to have any but the purest thoughts of Enola, and do you not know that the Kings of On cannot marry?”
“So I have learned,” answered Harry, “but are you not still a man, and as a man have you not human emotions and passions? Because you are a chosen King, is the ruling passion, love, driven from your heart?”
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