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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904
Year: 1904 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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he apologized. I must have that baby.But I promise not to neglect Mariefor him. Both? Yes, I might have as much as that,dont you think ? It doesnt seem tooselfish, does it? The matron wondered momentarily ifshe ought to trust either to her. Mrs. Harold Darcy nearly had apoplexybefore she remembered to laugh. Bywholesale! Twins! Oh dear, dear, dorub me between the shoulders! Howdoes she ever expect to manage, poor andbusy as she already is? Of course its funny, Anne Har-court agreed, but its more pathetic.Gertrude Renshaw was such a splen-did girl! And whats Gertrude Darcy ? de-manded her aunt-in-law, with a most un-usual definiteness of admiration. Iused to think it a great pity too, but Idont know! Gertrude always would belavishing herself on some poor benightedbeings; and I dont see that it does themmuch harm, or would matter if it did.The dog, the rabbit, and the canary havevery different outlooks on life. Darcy took the additions as seriouslyand impractically as Gertrude, and fan-
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HE WATCHED HER PUT THE LITTLE FOLKS TO BED 856 HARPERS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. eied Marie as enthusiastically as Ger-trude had known he would not fancy thedelicate boy. With the little girls helpshe lifted him by degrees, a dead weight,from the depths of self-depreciation—which Mrs. Darcy actually refrained fromproclaiming by its opposite name. One evening, after he had watched herput the little folks to bed, he broke outwith: Have you ever thought that theessence of Christianity is motherhood,unsexed, impersonated, — love, service,self-abnegation, vicarious suffering ? Youare the personification of Christianity,Gertrude. Women like you explain thedeification of Mary. Why, Ned! Tenderness, faintlytouched with amusement, warm withsympathy; and gratitude, as fresh andeager as the girls. I believe there is some such esotericexplanation of the persistence in Chris-tianity of the idea of the motherhood ofGod.—The Motherhood of God! There,that shall be the title-poem of my nextvolume, dedic

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