Mrs. O. F. Walton

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Mrs. O. F. Walton Taken or left (1885)

I said at last, as I burst into tears, "it's only a thunderstorm, I think; but if it was Jesus coming in the sky, Salome, you would be taken, and I should be left!"
"Oh! No, no," said Salome; "you mustn't be left, Peter; they must take you, too!" And she clung to me more and more tightly, as flash after flash and peal after peal made us start and tremble.
But at length it was all over, and there came a downpour of rain, which cooled the hot air, and fell on the thirsty garden and the dusty street.
"Jesus hasn't come to-night, Salome," I said; "it's only a thunderstorm."
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Mrs. O. F. Walton Taken or left (1885)

Jesus told His disciples also how He will come—suddenly, unexpectedly, like a flash of lightning, seen all over the world at once. The shopman will run to his door, the workman will stop with his tool in his hand, the mother will pause in her sweeping, the friends will stop in the midst of their chat, the children will make a break in their lessons, those who are in bed will wake up with the sudden light and run to their windows; all will stand gazing with wonder and astonishment into the sky.
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Mrs. O. F. Walton Taken or left (1885)

I thought of the Christmas card, and of Salome, and said I wasn't sure.
"You'll be sure to-night then," he said, "as sure as your name's Peter, you will."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Why," he said, "wait till you've seen our lady, and you'll know what an angel's like, and no mistake."
"Is she so beautiful?" I asked.
"Beautiful!" he repeated. "You never saw such a face in your life, you never did. Misses," he called out to his wife, who was busy in the pantry, "is our lady beautiful? What do you say?"
"Ay, you're right there, Jem; she's beautiful, if anybody ever was beautiful!"
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