The gates ajar. By Elizabeth Stuart Phelps.

The Gates Ajar. 29
herself in an unheard-of little place with him
(I think she must have loved him); that he
afterwards settled in Lawrence; that there, after hey had been married some childless years,
this little Faith was born; and that there Uncle
Forceythe died about three years ago; that is
about all I know of her. I suppose her share
of Grandfather Burleigh's little property supports her respectably. I understand that she
has been living a sort of missionary life among
her husband's people since his death, and that
they think they shall never see her like again.
It is they who keep her from coming home
again, Uncle Calvin's wife told me once; they
and one other thing, - her husband's grave.
I hope she will come to see me. I notice
one strange thing about her letter. She does
not use the ugly words "death" and "dying."
I don't know exactly what she put in their
places, but something that had a pleasant
sound.
"To be happy because Roy is happy." I
wonder if she really thinks it is possible.
I wonder what makes the words chase
me about.